"Really popular, huh? At least he doesn't owe anyone money here."
Shen Fei and the others watched Oberon being surrounded by Londinium's residents, thoroughly surprised. They knew how popular he was, but the fact that he had no debts here was what truly astonished them. Then something even more surprising happened.
"It really is Oberon! You heartless Oberon, you suddenly showed up again. Where have you been all this time? You're staying here for good this time, right? Please, stop making children cry.
"Whenever you disappear, everyone loses their spirit afterward. It's terrible, especially for the women. They got swept up in your sweet words and started dreaming of becoming princesses. It's good to be kind to people, but you need to deal with the aftermath too. You can't keep slacking off."
"Oberon." The residents' words made the group look at Oberon as though he were complete scum. They could tell exactly what he had been doing here.
"Um, um, I swear I was very serious in Londinium." Oberon hurriedly spoke, trying to explain himself.
"Yeah, very serious—serious about acting, that is. If you come back, the Round Table Army can take a day off. Everyone gets to be ordinary citizens again. It's a little celebration, then. Wait, you said last time that when you came back, you'd bring the Child of Prophecy with you. Don't tell me... don't tell me..."
A soldier walking over greeted Oberon with a smile. From his words, it seemed the two knew each other. But as he spoke, the soldier suddenly turned toward the Chaldea group with an excited expression.
"This is bad." The soldier's gaze immediately told Artoria that something was wrong. She tried to hide behind the others, but unfortunately, she was too slow.
"That's right. This is the legendary Artoria, the