Chapter 598
In the video.
After two extremely high prices were reached, the auction stalled completely.
The host exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, so who has more funds to acquire the merchandise?"
This ordinary fairy host is no longer able to host.
An even more powerful fairy appeared and began calling for both sides to come to the stage to decide the final outcome.
Oberon scratched his head. "Going up there will definitely expose us! We need to get out of here—wait, where's Artoria?"
The seats next to me were already empty.
Then.
He was shocked to see the girl already holding Wuming's hand, leading him to the center of the stage.
Artoria Caster was slightly nervous. "Please fight with me, I'm a little scared to fight alone."
"Don't worry, I'm always by your side," Wuming said with a smile.
After the two entered the stage.
The [Staff of Selection] in the girl's hand instantly drew everyone's attention.
The Fae Knight Tristan exclaimed in astonishment, "That thing in your hand seems to be the Staff of Selection?"
"That's right! She is Artoria, the Child of Prophecy, destined to save the world!" Nameless answered without hesitation.
After his identity was exposed.
The Fae Knight Tristan charged forward without hesitation. "Then die!"
This is Queen Morgan's order; they must be captured!
Just then...
The auctioneer stepped in front of her. "Sir Knight, with her status as the [Child of Prophecy], she is absolutely qualified to be ranked alongside you."
"Heh, are you blind?"
The Fae Tristan scoffed without hesitation, "How can Artoria, in terms of strength or beauty, compare to me? Does she even deserve to be called one?"
More mockery!
Like the Fae Gawain before him, this Fae Tristan also brazenly mocked King Arthur to his face!
This left the onlookers speechless.
Even the most random Knight of the Round Table would first mock his most revered Knight King!
Under his mockery, Artoria Caster nearly lost her temper.
But Wuming stopped her and smiled at the Fae Knight in front of him, saying, "Both of you are users of Magecraft, how about choosing to duel using Magecraft?"
"Human, you want me to duel her using Magecraft?" the Fae Tristan asked, frowning.
The nameless man frankly stated, "Yes, character and words can lie. But Magecraft can't lie; it simply can't!"
"Alright! Let's go then!" the Fae Tristan accepted the challenge with extreme confidence.
How could she, the most beloved child of Queen Morgan, be weaker than a mere so-called Child of Prophecy?
Then.
She lost!
In terms of Magecraft, they were completely crushed by their opponent!
"Very well, I'll remember you. See you in Camelot!"
The Fae Tristan stared coldly at the crowd.
He then turned and left without hesitation.
With its sole competitor gone, Muramasa naturally fell under Artoria's control.
The girl asked with great curiosity, "How exactly did you manage to get to Morgan?"
"It's very simple. We defeated a group of fairies, defeated two Knight of the Round Table, and then we marched over there," Muramasa revealed in a very calm manner.
"..."
Artoria Caster fell silent.
This statement is far too Versailles-esque.
Don't be fooled by her previous victory over the Fae Tristan using Magecraft.
In Lostbelt, the department of Magecraft is considered "useless," the most useless entity.
Any Fae Knight, if they unleash their full power, would be so strong that it would inspire despair.
Nameless stepped forward and smiled, "Since your goal is to challenge Morgan, how about we cooperate?"
"Cooperation? The Alien God's order to me is to kill Morgan, so cooperation is possible." Muramasa nodded.
The conversation between the two made the onlookers look even stranger.
It's clearly just one person, yet they insist on putting on a crazy duel here.
All I can say is that you are truly exceptional.
The Oscars owe you an Oscar!
Both parties agreed to cooperate.
However, the proceeds from the auction have not yet been handed over.
Oberon, with sheer audacity, leaned closer and asked, "Um, how about we get some financial assistance?"
"Oh, you want to incur debt again?" the auctioneer scoffed.
This guy who calls himself the Fae Prince is constantly in debt.
"Don't worry, I've already found the [Child of Prophecy], and with this visitor from another world, we can definitely defeat Queen Morgan!"
Oberon replied, feigning composure, "Please believe me, I'll definitely pay back the debt ahead of schedule next time!"
Pity.
This prince, who refuses to pay his debts, has absolutely no integrity.
The other person's expression grew increasingly mocking and contemptuous.
At this moment.
The nameless man stepped forward and said, "Your willingness to help us clearly indicates your dissatisfaction with Queen Morgan."
"Oh, so what?" the other person said indifferently.
"We will surely march on Queen Morgan, and whether or not we overthrow her, it will be to your advantage."
The nameless man spoke these words with even greater calmness.
Before the final battle, he naturally wanted to win over more forces.
Just then...
An unexpected figure appeared—it was none other than Koyanskaya!
The other party said very enthusiastically, "Oh my, everyone from Chaldea, it's been a long time!"
"We seem to be enemies," the nameless man replied coldly.
Previously, in the Fifth Singularity, this guy took away Beryl, the assassination captain.
"No, no, I had already decided to leave Britain, and I can't be considered your enemy."
Koyanskaya smiled and said, "I stayed simply to buy some goods."
As a Humanity's Evil being, she was on equal footing with the Alien God from the very beginning.
Naturally, they would not become its servants.
Koyanskaya walks through the Lostbelt simply to collect her own tails.
She clearly had the opportunity to kill Chaldea, but she chose to play games instead.
After all,
She's a beast for [playthings]!
Oberon bluntly stated, "I hate you. You disgust me."
"Oh, you think you have the right to talk about me like that?"
Koyanskaya's eyes were full of disgust. "Friendly reminder to all of Chaldea, this guy is the most disgusting one ever!"
The two sides looked down on each other, but no fight broke out.
They agreed not to interfere with each other and to go their own way.
The onlookers were amazed.
[King Arthur became Servant summoned by the Nameless One, and now Gudako and Muramasa repaying him double!]
[Tsk, everything is going according to Nameless's plan. A powerful alt is openly and legitimately assisting Chaldea!]
[This despicable Humanity's Evil, what exactly is she trying to do? She seems to Chaldea wherever it goes.]
[Humanity's Evil say Oberon is disgusting... His background is rather unusual, what exactly is he?]
[Artoria, Morgan, and the Knights of the Round Table have all appeared; shouldn't that Vortigern, the King of Lowly show up too?]
[Holy crap, could Oberon be Lostbelt, the Vortigern, the King of Lowly?]
One by one, Britain British characters make their appearance.
But in King Arthur's life, there was another crucial figure—
The Vortigern, the King of Lowly!
After King Uther was defeated by him, he joined forces with Merlin to create King Arthur.
The mission that gave birth to King Arthur was to defeat Vortigern!
The fact that such an important character has yet to appear has made countless onlookers increasingly suspicious.
Merlin simply ran away.
Could Oberon, who is impersonating Merlin, actually be Vortigern, the King of Lowly?
In the discussion among onlookers.
The camera suddenly shifts to Mashu's side.
The territory that had just raised the banner of rebellion was now being attacked by the Queen's army.
The one who commands the elite fairy army is none other than the Fairy Knight of the Round Table—
Lancelot!
Chapter 272 Fae Lancelot: Mashu, it's Mom!
Territory, Sheffield.
Lord Borgazart stood on the city wall, gazing into the distance. "Galahad, why aren't you using that black-barreled cannon?"
"I dare not, I'm afraid I'll destroy Britain," Mashu said very seriously.
Having lost her memory, she had no idea what the black cannon barrel actually was.
But her instincts told her that this weapon possessed the terrifying power to destroy the world.
Borgazart didn't seem to care. "This time, the Queen dispatched the Third Division, about two thousand soldiers. Unfortunately, they couldn't break through our walls at all, because they're made of World Tree Bark!"
"Oh, so Lord Mashu has already figured out how to win?" Mashu, slightly surprised.
She is a false Child of Prophecy.
This lord knew better than anyone else.