Chapter 613
Tonnerec died more than two thousand years ago.
What happened?
Did she travel back more than two thousand years in time???
The audience members were all discussing it.
[King Arthur in Pan-Human History is like a living saint, not human at all.]
[It's a pity that Nameless always wanted Artoria to be a girl, but he still couldn't defy fate.]
[Alright, here comes another Artoria! She's almost enough to complete the Holy Grail War herself!]
[Wow, Mashu actually traveled to the past! What happened?]
[Could Mashu, like the Nameless One, be able to travel between Timeline? But that shouldn't be possible; Lostbelt can't traverse Timeline!]
In Fuyuki Hotel.
Joan stared at the screen, speechless. "Another Artoria? Why are there so many of you?"
This is outrageous!
Ordinary Artoria, God Lion King Artoria, Lancer-class Artoria with self-awareness.
Artoria Caster, and Artoria in her Berserk Form.
Now, another guy in savior form has arrived!
Oh, and Morgan and Mordred look exactly like Artoria!
Artoria alone could raise enough for the Holy Grail War!
This made Joan increasingly envious, jealous, and resentful.
She only has two forms, White Joan and Black Joan, so they are not comparable at all.
Hateful!
Why are you so popular?
"Um, Your Majesty, your facial features are just like Artoria's ..."
The adorable Pink Haired Knight, A'fu, suddenly blurted out.
Lancelot quickly covered his mouth. "This is purely a coincidence!"
You're really something, always looking for trouble.
France and Britain are considered arch-enemies.
Her Majesty Joan of Arc naturally disliked Artoria on the other side.
But strangely enough...
The two really do look alike, like sisters!
"Hehe, she's most likely imitating me!"
Joan stared at the screen with obvious disdain.
Not only her, but even the Roman Emperor Nero looked quite like them.
This face is practically a global phenomenon.
It is considered one of the world's top ten unsolved mysteries surrounding Heroic Spirit.
Lancelot quickly changed the subject, saying with great concern, "I wonder if Mashu will be in danger."
The worry came from the elderly father.
My daughter was transported alone to ancient Britain in the Lostbelt more than two thousand years ago.
Mashu and the others were not by her side, not even Fae Lancelot from the Lostbelt.
This really worried him.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen. This is the Savior Tonnerec." A'fu said nonchalantly.
In the Lostbelt history.
The Savior Tonnerec ended the clan wars and brought peace to the Fae.
We are clearly still in a period of war.
Mashu is following the savior who is practically the protagonist of Destiny, so there shouldn't be any problems.
Lancelot grew increasingly worried. "The protagonist himself is naturally safe, but the people around him are a different story!"
The Savior Tonnerec cannot fall before he completes his mission.
But Mashu is in the most danger if she stays with him!
Because.
Whether reading novels or watching movies, the supporting characters around the protagonist are always tortured to death so that the protagonist can finally rise to power!
"Then let Lancelot's mother take care of her daughter," A'fu said gloatingly.
After the Fae Lancelot appeared, his popularity instantly surpassed Lancelot's.
That soft, cute fairy is just too easy to capture people's hearts.
Even the Little Shield Girl's heart has probably been captured by the gentle demon orchid mother.
"Get lost, or I'll beat you up!"
Lancelot glared at the other person.
Having finally reunited with his daughter, how could he possibly give her up?
He wouldn't allow even a different person to take Mashu away from him!
"The only saving grace is that the Fae Lancelot can't descend into reality, so he can't possibly take it from me!"
Lancelot breathed a slight sigh of relief upon realizing this.
"That's hard to say, the First Emperor of the Lostbelt has already descended!" A'fu added fuel to the fire.
"... I think we should shut you up first, you jinx!"
Lancelot went berserk instantly.
If this guy keeps talking, it might actually become a reality.
By then, Mashu would be in the arms of another man, completely severing ties with him.
Hmm, do we have to ask the Fae Lancelot for help?
I'll be the dad, she'll be the mom, and I'll form a family with myself?
Lancelot fell into deep thought.
But his other half prefers the nameless, which makes things difficult.
We can't just take the nameless one too, otherwise Mashu will definitely turn against him!
The video continues.
"Oh dear, how did you know me? Are you some powerful fairy?"
Tonnerec tilted his head, looking at the other person with great curiosity. "But I don't know you at all. Could you be a fairy from the north?"
"Wow, could it be a fairy from the north? That's an enemy! Quick, kill her!"
Tertrol answered without hesitation.
It looks exactly the same, yet it's completely different from the gentle Heart Cat from before.
He displayed an extremely belligerent stance.
Mashu quickly said, "Um, I'm not a fairy, but Heroic Spirit from Pan-Human History!"
"Heroic Spirit from Pan-Human History? How interesting! Want to join us?"
Tonnerec a very friendly invitation.
At her invitation, Mashu obediently followed and left.
This place belongs to the ancient past, but the Imaginary Tree also exists here.
Or rather...
Without the Imaginary Tree, there would be no Lostbelt.
The scene shifts back to Chaldea.
Under the orders of Queen Morgan.
Woodwose has already led the Fang Clan's fairy army and is rapidly approaching Lundinium.
They came to annihilate the Nameless One and the Child of Prophecy.
The Fang Clan does not need weapons; they fight purely by relying on their powerful physiques.
Tear apart all enemies like a wild beast.
The nameless man looked at the nervous girl and said, "Don't worry, after ringing the Pilgrimage Bell, you already possess a portion of Morgan's power."
"Wow, I've gotten this much stronger?" Artoria Caster exclaimed in surprise.
The nameless man chuckled, "Hmm, about the strength of a finger."
"... That's still a long way off."
The girl pouted, her hopes dashed.
However, this is only the first Pilgrimage Bell.
After ringing all six Pilgrimage Bell, she might have the power to fight them.
The war has begun.
Artoria Caster brandished the Staff of Selection: "In my name, Artoria, grant protection!"
A surge of powerful magic instantly enveloped the Nameless One and all the Round Table Rebels present.
Strength, speed, magic power, and so on, all received a comprehensive boost.
The Round Table Rebels easily crushed the Fae of the Fang Clan.
The nameless one transformed into a grim Grim Reaper walking through war, ruthlessly reaping the lives of powerful demons.
In the blink of an eye.
The Fang Clan has already been completely overwhelmed by him and Muramasa.
Strangely, Woodwose, the legion commander, never appeared.
This powerful demon, who has lived for over a thousand years, would definitely pose a threat to Wuming and the others if it joined the battle.
The scene shifts.
Woodwose roared in fury, "What, Beryl? Her Majesty the Queen forbids me from intervening? And wants to control the intensity of the Fang Clan's attacks against them?"
An order that is completely unbelievable!
They claimed they wanted to annihilate the other side, yet they inexplicably gave them various ways to survive.
He said, his voice filled with murderous intent, "You damned, filthy bastard. You fawn over the Queen, and now you're trying to impersonate Queen?"
"No, no, this really is the Queen's order!"
Beryl said with a forced smile, "Should I relay your words to the Queen?"
The Fae Tristan echoed, "Heh, so this is Mother's order. And besides, when Norwich fell, you were infatuated with Aurora you?"
"I think you're all looking for death!"
Woodwose grew increasingly enraged.
Those two bastards dared to mock him so brazenly.
He suppressed his overwhelming rage and said, "Of course I will not disobey the Queen's orders. But if they attack the camp, I will be 'forced' to fight back with all my might!"