My mother's love song

To save your hometown, Norwich? ... How stupid.

We already have such a wonderful new world, but we don’t know how to cherish it, and we still miss the land we once lived in.

It is this devil's greed that has brought you to this point.

The Son of Prophecy cannot save you, and the fairies of paradise will not save you either. If you want to die, then die!

but"

Artoria looked at Rhodes, and after the two nodded in understanding, the girl announced loudly.

“I’m heading to Norwich next!

Because I am the son of prophecy, the land abandoned by the queen is my mission!

I will save Norwich from danger!"

After saying this, Altria left the stunned fairies behind and took Rhodes away.

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Soon after, Sheffield fell.

The Queen's troops swarmed in through the main gate, and the soldiers stationed in the city stepped forward to fight.

There were also residents who stayed at home or bowed down in surrender to the Queen's Army.

Or they were the residents who saw the main gate collapse and began to flee to the back door first.

Among the goblins fleeing toward the back door was the Son of Prophecy and his entourage.

When everyone arrived at the back door, they found that it was also in chaos and a dispute was breaking out.

"Quick, open the door! The Queen's army is coming soon!"

The goblins shouted at the soldiers guarding the back door to open it.

"If I'm caught, I'll be branded with a Command Seal and have to pay an existence tax to the Queen, right? I don't have much longer to live, I'll definitely die!"

"Calm down, the situation won't change even if you open the door! I can't open it! Go home! Quickly!"

Even though the enemy had already entered the city, the soldiers still refused to evacuate ordinary people.

"Master Boggart will drive away the Queen's Army soon! Just be patient for a while! We also have to get back to the main gate and can't waste time here!"

"It's no use! Flames will shoot down from the sky! You'll burn to death if you stay home!"

The goblins shouted loudly.

"The castle and everything is already full of the Queen's soldiers! I want to escape outside, but aren't there already Noknaria's troops there? They must be here to rescue us! After all, they are also the King's Clan!"

"Get out of here, you useless creature! Boggart is also a useless goblin. In the end, he is just a loser to Woodworth!"

"That's right! The Boggart has failed! He's a lord but he's too weak! He's 2000 years too early to rebel against the Queen!"

The goblins pushed their despair and unfavorable situation onto the lord and shoved each other with the angry soldiers, causing the scene to become extremely chaotic.

The Queen's army that had already entered the castle also noticed the situation at the back door and were rushing over here.

Although the Queen's Army is prohibited from massacring ordinary people, the rioting people are a different matter. I believe that it won't be long before this place turns into a sea of ​​blood, and no one will be able to be saved.

However, just when the situation reached a stalemate.

boom! ! !

The explosion that resounded through the sky and smoke and dust covered the back door of Sheffield.

"This, this is..."

This explosion, this bang.

The citizens and soldiers of Sheffield are all too familiar with it.

"It's the magic of the child of prophecy!"

Altria took advantage of the chaos to blow open the back door with explosives.

"The door is open! The child of prophecy opened the door!"

The goblins shouted "Long live the child of prophecy" and fled Sheffield.

"There are no Queen's troops outside! Quick, quick! Escape now!"

The soldiers guarding the back door did not stop the residents from fleeing out of the city, but lowered their heads in shame.

As if they were awakened by the sound of explosions just now, they finally remembered that their duty was to protect the people of Sheffield.

"Okay, let's run away too...!"

As Altria and everyone else were preparing to escape from Sheffield, they discovered that the young man who had always been with her had disappeared.

"Where's Rod?"

"He said he forgot something in the city and asked us to go first, he will be there soon!"

"Eh?"

Hearing his companions say this, the Son of Prophecy was completely dumbfounded.

What was that guy thinking? He urged me to leave, but he stayed here alone?

"Don't worry, Rod will be fine. He said he would catch up later, so he won't break his promise."

Habertlot urged, "Let's run away first, Altria!"

"Oh... got it."

The Child of Prophecy nodded and muttered sadly.

"I will never forgive you if anything happens!"

Chapter 848: The concubines in the harem were handed over to the first wife for care, but they ended up being raised to become strange?

It was Sheffield on the eve of dawn, more than three hours after the city gates were breached.

The smoke rising from the top of the city, the explosions echoing in the city, and the gradually subsiding artillery fire tell us that the war is coming to an end.

In the hall that was blown to pieces by siege weapons, the fairy knights stood in the flames like executioners.

"I heard that you were defeated by the Child of Prophecy, right? Ha! How embarrassing!"

The crimson goblin knight spoke in an arrogant and high-pitched voice.

The graceful body wrapped in luxurious Western clothes and pale skin reflected a dying temperament under the moonlight.

Her otherworldly beauty and long crimson hair reminded people of flowers, but even more so of blood.

Queen Morgan's daughter, the fairy knight Tristan.

The "toy" held in the witch's hand is a doll made of dark magic.

Every time the slender jade fingers slid across the puppet, countless invisible threads would emerge from the void and tighten the bloody body of the enemy.

"Gu...!"

The Boggart hanging in the air showed pain on his face, in contrast, Tristan showed an innocent and evil smile.

"Good things have been happening one after another recently~

Woodworth lost to humans, Boggart lost to the Child of Prophecy...Hahahahahahaha! It's so funny!

What the strongest Fang Clan? In the end, they are just a group of wild dogs who can only bully bugs!

You dare to resist mother, I won't let you die so easily!"

There was a loud explosion in the air.

Tristan flicked his finger, and the Boggart flew out instantly as if it had been hit by a war hammer.

"Hey, you were able to bounce it off just now... I was thinking of cutting off your legs.

The claim that it is the strongest in Britain in terms of hardness seems to be true.

But unfortunately, I am not interested in the hardness of the skin.

All I want to touch are bloody muscle pins, and all I want to dig out are slimy gut ties.”

The Boggart growled as his body was constantly pulled by the threads in the air.

"...Damn it...Tristan...Just because of you, you still want to..."

"Stop talking so much! Your heart is broken, how can you still talk, you bastard...

Come on, I'll stir your insides until you gasp for air! Look how I'll make you look like a doll that can't be sold!"

“Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

Amidst the wanton laughter and screams of pain, the scarlet Queen's Son, with a sadistic smile on his face, continued to intensify the punishment on the rebels.

"Please stop it, Tristan. Continuing to do this will only lower the reputation of His Majesty Morgan."

"……what?"

Tristan's smile froze, and he turned to look at the blonde female knight behind him with an unhappy look.

"I am free to do what I want, right? What do you mean, big guy? Are you going to protect the leader of the rebels?"

Gawain said with a serious expression: "This war is over. It is Boggart's defeat, so let's kill him quickly."

"Humph……"

Hearing her say this, Tristan's mouth corners curled up in a charming arc.

"After all, it's because you can't kill the Boggart one-on-one that Britomart and I took action.

He fell into my hands because of your incompetence, Gawain.

Tsk, why are you still pretending to be a noble chivalrous spirit at this point? "

"........."

Gawain had a tense face and said nothing more. Tristan continued to play with the puppet in her hand.

"It is a pity, Boggart! The Lord of Norwich is now in my hands, and is acting as I wish!

Twist your arms~ Twist your thighs~ What an ugly puppet! Yahahahahahaha!"

“Gah…ha…!!!”

"I'm about to be treated as a toy, but I have no idea what's going on...

You are clearly in my hands, but you have no idea how I will treat you...!

Oh, that's great! Shaking your head from side to side and putting your hands together, are you praying? This is the most ugly way to die!

…………Um?"

Tristan frowned slightly when he noticed the turbulence of magic around him, but it was too late.

“Rest in Peace.”

The next moment, a pitch-black sword fell from the sky, pierced through Boggart's heart and ended his life.

“Who is it…!”

"who!?"

The goblin knights in the hall raised their heads at the same time.

They saw a man in a pitch-black coat and a hood, standing silently on the spire at the top of the fortress.

It was as if this deep figure had descended from the night. Although his face could not be seen clearly, one could feel the anger emanating from him.

"Woo!"

Tristan's body was unable to move.

This guy is staring at me...?

Just realizing that she was being stared at, the girl's body gradually became stiff.

"It is a spell that has been passed down in East Asia and the Middle East throughout pan-human history, and it turns reflected souls into mirror images... Is this what the Queen taught you?"