Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

At the same time, she gradually learned that the old man's name was Eckert.

"I should have told you not to come again. Why do you want to come? Why are you disobedient? Are all fairies with this face a wild boar or a bear?"

"Don't touch it casually. This is processed iron. The goblin will be poisoned if it touches your skin... ah."

After discovering that nothing happened to Artoria who came into contact with iron, Ector changed his words:

"I see. It looks like they belong to the Wind Clan, but are the fairies in Paradise actually all the Demon Pig Clan?"

"There is no such clan!"

Then, after Artoria came here several times again, one day, Ector suddenly said to Artoria:

"You're coming more and more frequently. The villagers don't want to get close to me anyway. Your clothes are rough in many places. Although it's good to have many pockets, the stitching and decoration are rough... Humph, like this Well, tell the village chief and tell me to send a helper to me, and he will give me a cheaper price in the future."

In this way, despite all the words of disgust, Ector accepted Artoria as his disciple.

As a result, Artoria needed to practice one more thing in order to embark on her journey as a [Child of Prophecy].

Later, Artoria learned that although Ector always looked fierce, he was a well-known craftsman in the industry, not only in Tintagel, but also in Salisbury. Special orders were sent to Oxford and even as far away as Manchester.

It was at that time that Artoria met Bagster for the first time.

However, at that time, Bagster still looked like a great fairy knight. He knew etiquette, was strong and strong, and was well-known in the social circles of Gloucester. He was a man who could buy Ector for 4 years. A rich fairy with silver armor forged by time.

Thinking of this, Artoria became inexplicably angry with her.

At that time, Bagster tried to recruit Eckert. Arturia, who was hiding aside and heard this, rushed out to question him, glared at Bagster and told her to get out early. .

"Oh, so you are Lord Eckert's apprentice? It's not that I can't understand your feelings. The separation from a good teacher is always sad."

"For this reason, I'll just pretend that I didn't hear the rant just now."

"But no matter what, you'd better talk to me when you grow up."

"Because I'm very tall, talking to little ones would be very tiring on my neck."

"—"

In this way, Arturia, a girl who was only 12 years old at the time, gritted her teeth and looked at the signature recorded on the document, and gritted her teeth and wrote down the name Bagster.

However, this is just a small episode.

Then, time continued to pass.

"You have mastered the tricks well. In less than four years, I have nothing to teach you. How are the goblins in the village doing? Do you still believe that you are the son of the prophecy?" One day, Eckert suddenly said this.

"It's still the same... half of the villagers believe it, and half don't believe it, but no matter what, it has become everyone's consensus to send the [Son of Prophecy] away... What about you, grandpa? Do you really think so? Am I the [Child of Prophecy]?" asked the slightly older Arturia.

In response, Eckert just said with a cold face:

"It's boring. I don't care about these messy things in Tintagel. Rather than this, go to the coast to collect some sand and gravel. We will make a lot of jewelry from tomorrow. There will be a celebration in the forest of Ketsey soon, and they have ordered a lot of goods. .”

Then, looking at Arturia who was looking at the jewelry on the table, her eyes full of longing, Ector was silent for two seconds and said:

"If you want, just use one as a model. If there is only one, it will still be within the range of error. Damage will always occur during the production process, which is also inevitable."

Although in fact, Eckert will not make any failures at all.

However, in response to his kindness, Arturia just shook her head slightly:

"No, if I had something of my own, it would be confiscated."

When he saw this, Guinevere heard the girl's voice again:

"Actually, I'm very happy and want it very much."

"So much so that the vision is blurred involuntarily."

"But, like the Rod of Chosen, I must never possess what I hold dear."

"In this way, on the morning of welcoming 16 years old, the villagers gathered in the square said this:"

"Prove it to us, prove it to us."

"It proves that you are the son of the prophecy. The blacksmith who lives on that cliff was once the queen's personal guard. He will not be wary of you. The blacksmith will only open his heart to you."

"If you are a goblin who can save Britain, just kill the blacksmith and show us."

Then, what happened before him suddenly stopped.

[The memory of autumn ends here. 】

"—"

"Everyone, I'm back."

Then, when Artoria returned from the checkpoint again, she suddenly felt that the air seemed much heavier.

"What's going on? What just happened? Why does Guinevere look so ugly?"

"Artoria, I——"

At that moment, Guinevere almost wanted to say the words "Let's go back."

The anger in his heart was now flowing through his body with his blood. Guinevere took several deep breaths before suppressing the anger.

——Beast.

These goblins in Britain are absolutely beasts.

I don’t understand, I don’t think clearly, I don’t understand at all what is the point of saving these guys?

Let them die, this Britain has no saving value at all.

Arturia's experiences as a child had already made Guinevere feel...hate for this entire race.

He didn't dare to go any further.

He instinctively felt resistance to continuing to read Arturia's memories.

Because, although he didn't know Eckert, he recognized Eckert's workshop.

Moreover, Guinevere had an impression of the booth filled with various jewelry that appeared in his memory.

Guinevere had seen that booth once before when he came here with Artoria in the last simulation.

Except for the fact that there was one hair accessory missing from the booth and it was covered with dust when I came last time, everything else was the same.

In other words, after this day, Eckert never had the chance to move the jewelry on the booth, and the jewelry was never delivered.

so......

--wrong.

Such an idea just appeared, and was immediately put to death by Guinevere.

It couldn't be Artoria's doing.

To prove this, Guinevere took a deep breath and whispered to Artoria:

"No, nothing,"

"Let's keep going."

[After passing the second level, you continue to move forward. 】

[Then, you reached the third level, and Artoria disappeared again. 】

[Would you like to read her summer memories? 】

"......Yes."

Although he had begun to instinctively feel disgusted with the next memory, in order to confirm the suspicion in his heart, Guinevere still chose to confirm it.

Then, the girl's memory unfolded before his eyes again:

"I heard that the Earth Clan who lived on the Cape were His Majesty Morgan's bodyguards a long time ago."

"The uneasiness of the goblins in the village is genuine. They firmly believe that killing Ector will benefit the future of the village. Every goblin is serious and urgent-"

Then, the girl's voice was interrupted and switched to the voices of those hateful fairies again:

"Kill him and show him to us."

"If you are the child of the prophecy, then kill the queen's minions."

Then, the girl’s voice sounded again:

"—They came to me begging, and as usual I was tired of saying no, so—"

"Okay, I know."

"I agreed at that time because I was the child of prophecy."

"In accordance with expectations and in response to expectations, I decided to kill my friend."

"So, didn't I say that I must never own the things I cherish."

Then, the scene turned to the familiar cape again.

"...I can't do it without killing,"

"...I can't do it without killing."

"If I don't kill me, I will be called a fake by everyone and then be killed."

Whispering so softly, the girl took the rusty iron dagger given to her by the goblins in the village and sneaked behind the unsuspecting blacksmith.

Until this moment, Guinevere could still hear the girl’s voice:

"It's just a lie to say that I'm too lazy to refuse them."

"I just feel scared."

"Afraid of being scolded and called a fake."

"Afraid of being beaten and called useless."

"I'm afraid that my time so far will become meaningless."

"So, so—"

"—"

Guinevere couldn't help but hold her breath.

Then, when he saw the girl throwing the dagger away, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, guilt surged in my heart involuntarily.

"I'm so damned..."

Even if it was just for a moment, the fact that he actually doubted Artoria already made him feel ashamed.

Arturia would not do such a thing of betraying a friend, and he should know this better than anyone else.

Even though she was raised by those beastly goblins, Artoria is Artoria, and no matter what, she would not do such a thing with her kind nature.

And so far, the story continues.

"Ah, forget it, the boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridge."

Full of uneasiness, Arturia picked up the dagger and returned to the village.

However, just when she made up the lie and returned to the village with the chipped dagger, she was exposed.

A certain goblin who usually claimed to be her friend said loudly to the other goblins:

"I saw it clearly. She just slashed the helmet with a dagger. She didn't attack the blacksmith at all."

"And I also know that the magic this guy used was just a fake that used gunpowder. It was not a child of prophecy at all, it was just a big lie."

The goblin's outburst caused everyone in the village to be furious, so the angry goblins grabbed Artoria and locked her in a cell underground in the village. Then they reported it to the Queen's Army and waited. Woodworth's execution squad arrives to capture Artoria.

During the three days he was locked in a cell, waiting for the execution team to arrive.Arturia could still hear the group of goblins continuing to reveal their ugly hearts to her. The goblins sent by the Queen were sarcastic and sarcastic at her, while the goblins sent by the Sons of Prophecy were racking their brains to think of how to follow her. After the treasures that came with her are used up, she can get more bonuses by handing her over.

"—"

With such a memory in his eyes, Guinevere was almost too angry to speak.

The badness of this group of goblins was even beyond his imagination, and its impact was comparable to the group of goblins he had seen showing their true colors in Manchester before.

Even so, Artoria still did not give up hope. She was even secretly encouraging herself to be taken out of the cell in three days and handed over to the execution team to look for opportunities to escape.

"Of course, I just insisted on training in order to embark on the tour. It would be too much to call it an end before I even started the journey."

When he heard her talking to herself like this, even Guinevere couldn't help but think, "Even if you are good at getting back on your feet, there must be a limit."