"This is the appearance of the Staff of Selection after it has attained enlightenment."

A great sword forged by the god of fire in continental mythology and dedicated to a great hero.

Judging from power alone, it is even more powerful than the Sword of Promised Victory.

It is said that King Arthur sometimes lent the Sword of Victory to Gawain, and used this great sword himself.

"Are you ready for a firefight, Lancelot?"

Altria tightly grasped the divine sword that was longer than her body and looked at the fairy knight not far away.

"If you don't want to be shot down by me, remove the gift from Queen Morgan and show your true self."

"……………………"

The silver-haired girl remained silent, her radiantly beautiful face becoming tense.

As in the case of Fairy Knight Gawain, the name Fairy Knight Lancelot was just a burden to her.

It is a restraint that confines the descendants of the great departed dragon to the framework of human form and elf.

Having said that, there is no fairy stronger than her who bears this name in all of Britain.

Lancelot was used to fighting as a fairy knight, but her pride would not allow her to

When facing fairies, I fight as if I were not a fairy.

Fairies against fairies, dragons against disasters, this is the rule she set for herself.

Melyusina was the right claw cut off by Albion.

Having lost most of his physical body, he now lives as a fairy with the concept of dragon.

But even so, Rod firmly believed that I was the strongest.

Even if it's for him...

Even if it's just to walk side by side with him in the future...

I will also take the boy's place and stand forever on the strongest throne on this planet.

Therefore,

Even if you are a fairy from paradise who has rung the six bells of the pilgrimage and has almost the concept of a dragon... I will defeat you with the fairy's existence!!!

Lancelot's realized expression was reflected in the emerald eyes of the Son of Savior.

After understanding the other party's determination, Artoria neither jumped for joy nor lamented.

"Since this is a battle of my life, I will do my best... Let's go, Lancelot."

"Come on! Child of prophecy! Your fate ends today!"

In the sky that was boiling instantly, the conflict between the Last Dragon and the Oldest Dragon was about to break out.

On the one hand, the magic power flowing through the body is injected into the ancient mythological costume.

On one hand, the roaring dragon's core was ignited to the limit and extreme.

After the two sides exchanged glances, Artoria Caster and the Fairy Knight Lancelot simultaneously burst out with magic power and rushed towards each other in the air.

"The island of the end, the city of sin. The last dragon is in my heart. We will not succumb to any destruction."

"One strike, finished in an instant. Cutting sword skills, begin. The clean lake surface reflects the moonlight!"

The girls who staked their resolve waved their treasures, and their collisions sparkled with golden brilliance.

"Get hot, Mamiades!"

"Sink, the unknown pure lake light!"

The sword forged by Hephaestus and the dragon scales condensed by Albion.

Judging from the specifications of the Noble Phantasms, both sides have reached the pinnacle. Lancelot is indeed superior.

Usually, it is the Fairy Knight who wins.

However, Lancelot overlooked one point.

That is, she regarded Altria as a fairy who relied on the brute strength and drive of a wild boar in hand-to-hand combat.

There is no way that the child of prophecy could possess martial arts and swordsmanship that are superior to his own.

Such underestimation of the enemy was Lancelot's biggest miscalculation in this battle, and also determined the final outcome.

It doesn't matter where Altria learned it from or what cheating method she used to master the Divine Realm Sword Skills.

What's more important is that Lancelot in Panhuman history even has sword skills that are better than King Arthur.

But Lancelot of the Fairy Kingdom did not have that. She only inherited the name of the best knight.

Obviously I got Lancelot's skills from Morgan

In a certain era, he was said to have unrivaled martial arts training and endless martial arts training.

The combat experience engraved on the body through excessive training is a symbol of the complete integration of mind, skills and body.

However, the girl who was born to be the strongest hates the existence of this skill.

The only thing she wanted was the title of the strongest knight. A creature born strong does not need skills from humans.

The next moment, the strongest battle was decided.

It is the sword flash of the Dusk King that controls the sky.

The divine weapon pierced through the chest of the dragon fairy.

“Gah…ha!”

Lancelot spat out blood and looked in astonishment at the greatsword stained with his own blood.

This was the first injury she had suffered in her history as Queen, and it was also fatal.

The physical blow was nothing, what she couldn't accept was the defeat just now.

“No… No way… Stop it, ahhh… Ah, ahhh, stop it now, ahhhhhhhhhh!”

Although the girl's remaining will called out this, her body instinctively made the opposite decision.

Extending from her back were huge dragon wings and a slender dragon tail, and pitch-black dragon patterns appeared on her snow-white skin.

The most humiliating fact for Lancelot is

This was not a removal of the Queen's name in order to continue fighting or launch a counterattack, but a transformation she made in order to survive.

“Woo…Gu…!”

The dragon fairy flapped its wings violently, using the reverse thrust to forcibly pull itself out of the greatsword blade.

With a crackling sound, blood fell from the sky like heavy rain.

A normal heroic spirit or fairy would have been killed on the spot if she had been struck by the sword just now, but she was still suspended in the air, with no tendency to even fall.

However, the girl's golden eyes no longer held the image of Artoria, nor did she possess the will to fight.

"That's enough. I lost..."

The Goblin Knight had been killed just now.

The name of the strongest has just fallen to the earth.

The girl Melyuchina, who had lost everything except her name, turned around in the air in a daze, turned her back to the enemy and flew away as if fleeing.

"Melyuzina..."

Altria had no intention of catching up, and she didn't even have a sense of victory.

If she rushed forward, she would be killed. Based on rational thinking, Artoria let Melyucina escape.

After silently watching the dragon girl disappear into the distance for a while, she quickly returned to the ground and began the rescue work.

After redistributing the magic power to the injured soldiers, the Child of Prophecy decided to check the injuries of his companions who were previously defeated by the Fairy Knight.

The battle between the Last Dragon and the Oldest Dragon ended in such a hasty manner.

……

……

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"As expected... it's not possible... I'm just the remains of a dragon..."

"Born in a stinking and dirty dark swamp, the strongest is too far away for me..."

On the other side, Melyusina, who was flying in the sky in a daze, gradually lowered her altitude and finally fell heavily to the ground.

"I... I didn't even fall very well, but I'm totally unscathed..."

Melyucina of the Swamp, the most beautiful and shining girl in the fairy kingdom, lay quietly and motionless on the ground.

Her naked body was covered in mud, exactly the same as when she first gained consciousness and was born.

"It doesn't matter... I'm actually... ugly..."

"Abandoned by everyone, a child left alone and unwanted..."

"Because I received that person's favor, I became complacent and ended up like this..."

Just when Melyuchina's mood dropped to freezing point due to defeat, footsteps were heard behind her.

"!!!"

She was very familiar with the footsteps.

For example, she is familiar with everything about this person.

Why is it this time?

"Melyuzina."

When I heard that gentle call,

“Ah… don’t… don’t look at me… don’t come over here! Don’t look at me, ah ah ah ah ah!”

Melyuchina screamed and began to crawl on the ground.

It looked more like a reptile than a dragon, and the girl frantically wanted to escape from her beloved boy.

Chapter 911: The First Experience Befitting a Dragon

"Why... is Rhodes here?"

Melyuchina turned around in surprise and saw a familiar figure.

Rhodes stood behind her, looking down at the dragon fairy lying on the ground in a mess.

At this moment, Melyusina has abandoned the name given by the queen and the disguise of a fairy.

The armor woven with magic power was removed, and huge wings and a long dragon tail grew on the gorgeous white body.

The flawless face and skin were now covered with ugly demonic lines like black mud.

The girl didn't care about her inappropriate posture at all. She widened her eyes and asked in horror.

"You... saw it? You saw my fight with the Child of Prophecy?"

In response, Rhode called out her real name, which had been hidden for a while, instead of the Fairy Knight.

"…Melyuzina."

The Fairy Knight's true name is a bond that can only be released after being defeated.

When Rhodes uttered this name clearly, it meant that he already knew the defeat of the strongest knight.

“Ah…ah, don’t…don’t look at me…don’t come over here! Don’t look at me!”

Melusina cried hysterically and began to crawl on the ground using all four limbs, trying to get away from Rhodes as much as possible.

He didn't want to let his beloved boy see his miserable appearance after being defeated.

Rhode was unwilling to let the aspiring him discover the sad fact that he was not the strongest.

For Melyuchina, being the strongest is the meaning of her staying with him, and is the reason [purpose] for Melyuchina's existence as a fairy.

Ever since Rhode picked up the girl in the dark swamp, or even long before that, Melyusina had been a fairy who lived only for him.

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