Chapter 592
"Mashu, I think we should relearn it." Doctor Roman's gaze was serious.
This adorable Little Shield Girl has been treated like a daughter by him, and he has taken meticulous care of her since she was a child.
Seeing his daughter's embarrassing behavior filled him with sorrow.
Even if they've lost their past memories, surely they wouldn't be fooled by goblins who are completely different from humans?
Da Vinci reached out and patted the Little Shield Girl's head. "Mashu, you really are too naive and kind."
To put it nicely, it's innocence.
In reality, they're just naive and easily fooled!
It's one thing to be deceived by humans.
The problem is, how could a group of goblins, who are completely different from humans, possibly fool you?
What if I get caught and taken back to their hideout, where they're subjected to all sorts of unspeakable acts?
Now, both Da Vinci and Doctor Roman are extremely worried, fearing that something might happen to the Little Shield Girl.
Despite possessing immense power, he discarded his shield and never used it.
Galahad would cry if he saw this!
Mashu's face flushed even more. "Um, I... I'll be careful! Don't worry, nothing happened to me in the Lostbelt."
How embarrassing!
It made her want to dig a hole and disappear into it.
Fortunately, the video camera switched back to the senior's side.
This at least prevented her from continuing to embarrass herself.
In the tavern.
Nameless looked at the Command Spell on the back of his hand and said, "Mashu isn't injured. Judging from our senses, she's quite far away; she should be in another city."
"It's good that she's not injured. Let's rest for today and go find her tomorrow," Da Vinci said with a sigh of relief.
The group took a short rest in the tavern where Da Vinci worked.
Artoria Caster was overjoyed to learn that she would also have a room.
This was a treatment she had never received before!
This left the audience with a particularly complex feeling.
It's quite pitiful that the mighty and invincible King Arthur met such an end.
When it's time to rest.
The nameless man knocked on her door. "I need to talk to you."
"Okay, sure."
Artoria Caster quickly went over, opened the door, and looked at the other person curiously.
As she spent more time with this man, she felt an inexplicable sense of closeness to him.
The nameless man casually closed the door and set up a Magecraft soundproof barrier, then said, "You possess the Staff of Selection, have become the Child of Prophecy, and were taught Magecraft by Merlin in a dream, right?"
"Yes, that's right." Artoria Caster nodded.
Sixteen years ago.
The Mirror Clan once prophesied that sixteen years later, the Child of Prophecy would ring six great bells.
This led to the overthrow of Queen Morgan's reign of terror, and she united humans and fairies to become the new Queen of Britain.
In her dream, she was taught by Merlin and learned all sorts of abilities.
Artoria Caster said with great pride, "I've mastered stealth, lockpicking, and drug-using abilities!"
"... These things are useless; you've been scammed."
The nameless man's expression turned exceptionally pitying. "Actually, that 'Merlin' was also a fake."
"That's true, isn't my claim of being the Child of Prophecy a lie too?"
Artoria Caster trembled slightly upon hearing this.
His previously cheerful expression suddenly turned ashen.
She said with increasing despair, "My magic is so weak, not even as good as most fairies, and no one follows me. It turns out it was all a lie!"
Suffering from a young age, he was known as the Child of Prophecy, yet he was regarded as a precious treasure by various demons who wanted to capture him and offer him to Morgan.
How could someone like her possibly defeat Queen Morgan?
"No, no, your identity Child of Prophecy is real!" Nameless quickly comforted her, holding her hand.
"Real?"
Artoria Caster grasped at this last straw, her heart pounding with fear.
"Really, I never lie to you."
Nameless held her hand tightly and said earnestly, "The Artoria I know from another Timeline is a perfect queen who rules over all of Britain."
"Then, can you tell me another story about me?" the girl asked.
In the anonymous narration.
She finally understood just how strong and determined the other side of herself truly was.
At fifteen, he pulled the Sword in the Stone, was crowned King of Britain, and shouldered the burden of the entire nation.
He conquered the world and won every battle, a true legend.
"Please, my other self, give me the courage to confront Queen Morgan!"
Artoria Caster's eyes were full of anticipation. "Then what is the relationship between you and the other me?"
"I was once her guardian knight, and she was once the Servant I summoned," the nameless man replied.
"Eh, a two-way journey?"
Artoria Caster was slightly taken aback.
Now I finally understand why the other party agreed to the Fae King's proposal without hesitation.
So, this is something they experienced in another Timeline.
She secretly made up her mind that she would never be inferior to her other self!
After a night's rest.
Oberon said with extreme confidence, "With my connections, I can definitely get a meeting with Aurora, the leader of the Wind Clan, with ease. Come on over!"
Under his leadership.
The group arrived at the palace where the clan leader resided.
But they had just arrived at the palace gate.
The fairy named Klar said with a mocking tone, "Oberon, you actually brought these lowly humans here. Do you want them to die?"
"Please announce my arrival! I've brought the Child of Prophecy with me!" Oberon shouted hurriedly.
"Heh, you think I believe that? Soldiers, throw this fake prince who refuses to pay his debts out!"
The other party, however, had no intention of believing it at all.
The battle began instantly.
However.
Under the attack of Wuming and his men, ordinary soldiers were naturally powerless to resist.
This allowed everyone to successfully reach the second floor.
The leader of the Wind Clan was standing in the room, looking at everyone.
Her golden hair was adorned with a pure gold leaf headdress.
She seemed to be glowing, looking exceptionally radiant, like a goddess of light.
Chief Aurora smiled and said, "It's been a long time since any humans have come to see me. You must be having a hard time."
"Aurora, you'd better change your habit of wanting to protect weak humans," Oberon reminded her.
"I know, but helping lovely children in need is what makes me happiest."
Aurora smiled gracefully and gently, "Children, come here, I'm willing to help you."
These words instantly won the favor of countless onlookers.
Wow, this Big Sister is so kind and lovely! I never imagined there could be someone like her among fairies.
[Yes, Nameless is so lucky! The Wind Clan was willing to help without hesitation!]
Is Aurora an angel? She's beautiful and kind-hearted, I'm instantly in love! Big Sister, please take me in!
[Is this a sign that the Nameless One has joined forces with the Six Great Clans to besiege Queen Morgan?]
[Don't jump to conclusions yet! Look how wary Wuming seems!]
[The nameless one is just habitually cautious. If Aurora is truly Pink-cut-black woman, I'd gladly seduce a cactus!]
Inside the Einzbern family castle.
Ilya frowned slightly. "This vixen gives me a very strange feeling."
Of course, this isn't about jealousy or anything like that.
Even if the other person is taller than her, has a bigger heart, or is radiant like a goddess, she is still beautiful.
None of these matters.
Ilya simply sensed that the other person seemed to be hiding something, not just being gentle and kind on the surface.
It's definitely not jealousy!
"You're not alone, I feel the same way." Miyu nodded.
She appears to be like a goddess of light, but behind the scenes, no one knows the truth.
The previous revelation that the monster Moss was a fallen fairy, coupled with Queen Morgan's hatred of the Fae, further fueled this.
Miyu was quite suspicious that the Lostbelt Britain definitely contained a terrifying secret.
No less terrifying than the First Emperor's practice of keeping all living beings under his control, Arjuna's ten-day cycle of reincarnation is a truly terrifying secret!
Ilya continued, "Speaking of which, I'm more curious about just how far this Fae King Arthur is capable of. She doesn't have much time left."
The Nameless One can only stay in the Lostbelt Britain for forty days.
Such a short time is simply not enough for Artoria to become a Sword God of Shili Slope and develop and become stronger quickly!
Morgan's terrifying demeanor made him no less formidable than Zeus and Captain America.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have been rated by the captain as the most dangerous Lostbelt, capable of destroying the entire planet!
"Don't underestimate her; she'll likely play a very important role. After all, she is King Arthur," Miyu reminded him.
Even if Britain history takes a turn, Morgan is crowned king.
Artoria remains a strong contender for the throne, and some unexpected things are bound to happen.
The video continues.
Aurora presented a gentle and kind demeanor, but she did not truly believe that Artoria Castor was the Child of Prophecy.
But she was willing to offer help.
"I will offer you any help I can. However, please pretend you don't know me if we meet in public."
She said with a serious expression, "Her Majesty the Queen is too powerful. If she discovers this, she could wipe out all the fairies of our Wind Clan!"
"Okay, I won't drag you down with me." Wuming nodded in agreement.