Does Hitting Someone with C.C. Count as Hitting Them with a Holy Sword?

"Take this. If Zeus goes berserk under control, you won't be able to withstand it."

Gwen spoke, he took out a jade pendant and placed it in Demeter's hand.

"?"

Holding the jade token that Gwen had shoved into her hand, Demeter looked at Gwen with some surprise—

Although the situation seems to have improved thanks to Gwen's proposed solution, the two sides are still generally hostile to each other.

"You are Seele's teacher now, and if you really encounter danger, you should also protect Seele, so it's normal for you to be included."

Gwen said succinctly.

"Um..."

Upon hearing this, Demeter shifted her gaze slightly to the frail-looking girl beside her, a strange light appearing in her eyes, and nodded slightly.

At least this much, Demeter can be certain of.

Even if Zeus were to use the backdoor left during their union to control her again, she would never again wield the sword against this child who was as lovely as her own daughter!

After settling things in the city, Gwen went to Storm Bord outside Olympus and left a protective jade pendant as insurance.

If spatial signals within the city are blocked, Gwen can also learn that danger has occurred from this.

However, regarding Gwen's decision, Shion, who happened to be on the call, revealed some information with a somewhat strange expression that left everyone speechless—

"If it's the Britain Question Zone..."

Perhaps Gwen doesn't need to make this trip—

According to observations, the Fantasy Tree of the Britain Lostbelt... appears to have been destroyed.

We don't even need to do anything; its existence will simply dissipate on its own.

"The Fantasy Tree was indeed felled, but the situation inside is far from simple."

Gwen shook his head slightly.

The situation in Lostbelt Britain is exceptionally complex, making a trip there highly recommended.

"Alright, since you're determined to go, I'll send you the latest observation data and information right away."

Seeing this, the girl with purple twin tails shrugged, didn't insist, and began to pack and send the data.

"Thank you, Shion."

Gwen laughed.

"It's nothing, no need to be so polite."

The girl laughed.

"If you really want to thank me, then please send me a copy of any interesting technologies you come across."

"Ha...

You're such a little money-grubber.

Gwen made a sarcastic remark and received the message sent by Shion.

"See you all in a few days."

Gwen waved to the Chaldea on the ship and vanished from Storm Bord in a flash.

"They really are swift as the wind..."

Dr. Roman took a sip of his coffee and remarked.

"Yes, much faster than the slow Romani."

Little Da Vinci chuckled and casually made a comment about Dr. Roman.

"But... I wonder if Gwen has any deeper purpose in going there..."

Holmes looked at the spot where Gwen, his brow furrowed—

As a detective, Holmes was extremely uncomfortable with this kind of guy who was full of mysteries.

"Perhaps there's something in the Britain Lostbelt that he cares about?"

Dr. Roman put down his coffee cup and speculated—

"For example, King Arthur's sword, or the scabbard Avalon or something."

"If it's Avalon..."

Perhaps it is indeed worth the trip for him.

Little Da Vinci stroked his chin and speculated.

What is that?

Adele asked curiously, clutching a jade talisman in her hand.

"Well... to put it simply, it's..."

Remembering that there was a native of the Lostbelt here, Little Da Vinci began to explain.

This is one of the reasons why she and Dr. Roman did not continue their discussion after Holmes started it.

After spending the last few days together, the two astute individuals had already noticed Adele's subtle attitude towards Gwen. Even though they had some unsettling suspicions, they wouldn't speak ill of her in front of others.

Furthermore, Dr. Roman's Servant contract is still with Gwen, so this issue can only be discussed after he has been sexually assaulted, or the contract has been transferred back to his own people...

Meanwhile, with the mature technology and theories provided by Chaldea, Gwen quickly left the Atlantic Lostbelt and arrived on the frozen, blank Earth.

"It feels... not as good as Yaliluo... at least not as good as in terms of temperature."

After briefly sensing the surface temperature of this blank Earth, Gwen didn't bother to go to Antarctica to see how the true Alien God had developed; instead, he headed straight for the Britain Lostbelt.

While skipping levels and fighting the boss early is certainly convenient, Gwen isn't coming out as a hunter this time.

A golden streak of light, like a shooting star, streaked across the snow-covered sky, arriving at the Wall of Storms of the Britain Lostbelt.

"It really is... a visible display of resentment..."

Gwen, who often accompanied Manigoldo in and out of the Underworld, had already sensed the Horned God's resentment, instead of rushing in. He circled the Wall of Storms once.

"Oh..."

Recalling the contents of this Lostbelt from his Remembrance, Gwen chuckled and burst into the Wall of Storms.

Then... the holy sword slammed into his face—

"Ah!"

Chapter 630: Caster's face smashed by the Holy Sword considered a face smear?

The village engulfed in flames was left far behind. Having lost her only support since she was seventeen, the Paradise Fairy, ran in a sorry state through the dark forest.

The Staff of Selection so light in her hand, now felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. The Paradise Fairy, unable to hide the tears on her face, staggered as she prepared to embark on her own journey amidst confusion and sorrow.

However, as if the suffering of this "Child of Prophecy" was not enough, a vine coincidentally appeared at the girl's feet.

The distraught girl, who could only rely on self-consolation as she stumbled forward, unsurprisingly tripped and fell directly into a deep pit dug by some bored fairy. The Staff of Selection in her hand slipped out of her grasp.

Mid-air, the prophesied Child of Prophecy, destined to save the entire Fairy Country, had no time to worry about the possible loss of the Staff of Selection; instead, the disheartening feeling he had just suppressed surged back into his mind—

"Ah ah..."

As expected, I'm such a useless fairy, I can't even run properly, let alone do pilgrimages..."

The pit was deep, but compared to the Great Chasm next to the royal city, it seemed far too shallow. I was already imagining what it would look like when I finally crashed to the bottom.

"You should have put your face down first..."

I hope there weren't any barbs inside, otherwise I might really die...

Although they didn't feel that living was meaningful, at this moment, the Paradise Fairy still subconsciously wanted to live.

Then...

Without moist soil or deadly bamboo thorns, the fairy girl felt as if she had hit something, her falling momentum suddenly halted, and she rolled half a circle downwards before being caught by something.

"What kind of strange trap is this?"

For a moment, the fairy girl, who had been bullied by the village fairies for sixteen years and believed she had tested every trap with her own body, couldn't help but feel a little confused—

How come she doesn't remember such a strange and dangerous situation?

Instinctively, the fairy girl turned her head to see what was going on, only to be met with a pair of trembling flames.

"Huh—huh!"

Instinctively, the timid fairy girl was about to let out a scream.

However, before the terrified scream could escape her lips, the fairy girl's mouth was covered.

"Don't make a sound. You don't want to attract wild animals from the forest and get eaten, do you?"

The unfamiliar voice warned her, instantly causing the fairy girl, who was used to being bullied, to raise her hands at lightning speed, place them on the unexpectedly warm palm, and shake her head vigorously.

"Good..."

Gwen casually offered a word of comfort to the girl, then scanned the surrounding environment with his mental energy, crouched slightly, and nimbly leaped out of the pit, returning to the forest path above.

Because of the unexpectedly dense forest around, the environment remained pitch black even after arriving on the ground.

Although it didn't affect his vision, Gwen still snapped his fingers, illuminating the dark forest.

Did you just fall and sprain your ankle?

Are you injured?

Can you stand up?

Looking down at the "culprit" who had "attacked" him the moment he arrived in this world, Gwen casually asked.

However, when Gwen saw the face of the petite figure in his arms clearly, his expression twitched—

Although Gwen has not yet seen Artoria- type Servant in person, he has seen images of King Arthur Gwen Chaldea's database.

At this moment, in Gwen's eyes, although the girl in his arms had a dirty face and was covered in tears, her small face instantly matched that of the serious and meticulous king.

In this Lostbelt Britain, only Morgan and Caster could have such a face.

Morgan, who is already in Queen- like position, obviously wouldn't be so naive, nor would she cry so bitterly.

Therefore, the one in Gwen's arms now will only be Caster Artoria Caster, who completes the final piece of the Holy Grail War puzzle.

In the Britain Lostbelt, Caster, as Paradise Fairy, has the ultimate mission of forging a sword to complete the Star Holy Sword that the Progenitor Six Fairies were unable to finish.

So...

"Should I say this is my good fortune?"

Or Ritsuka just a jinx?

If we round it up... could I be considered to have been slapped in the face by a holy sword?

Looking at the girl's slightly frightened face, Gwen couldn't help but have this strange thought.

"No... no... I'm perfectly healthy, I'm not injured, please don't throw me to the wolves..."

Although her fairy eyes, capable of seeing through lies, failed to detect the ever-present malice emanating from the person before her, Artoria, still clearly remembering Gwen threats, shook her head repeatedly and prepared to jump down from in front of Gwen.

Gwen did not stop her, letting Artoria Caster leave.

Then--

"Ah..."

The fairy girl, who had lost her balance, was about to fall again after stepping on a stone.

"..."

Gwen, unable to bear watching any longer, reached out and pulled the girl up from the brink of collapse, saying helplessly—

"Be careful, I'm not some kind of demon, I won't eat two fairies as a snack."

However, upon hearing Gwen's words, the girl's body trembled involuntarily, and she subconsciously took a half-step back—

Although she didn't see any malice in Gwen's heart, the somewhat familiar words still made the girl instinctively flinch.

"..."

Gwen a little helpless watching the girl's unconscious little movements.