Chapter 877

That's true, but! We've lived together all this time.

Even though the past 16 years have been full of lies, that doesn't mean we should just stand by and watch those demons die!

Regardless, they were fairies who had cared for her for sixteen years, and Artoria wanted to save them all.

"You idiot... Enough with the nonsense, come with me!"

Their target is the "Child of Prophecy"! The execution squad will leave the village as soon as you escape!

Run to the nearby forest! After that, you can do whatever you want!

Hector forcibly dragged Artoria towards the forest.

"Phew... Alright, you can go alone from now on."

After running a long distance, Hector sat down next to a tree.

"We just clashed with Woodwose's soldiers on the road. The pursuers will be here soon. Get out of here quickly."

"Where's Grandpa? Can't he... come with me?" Artoria asked anxiously.

"No, I still have work to finish."

Once I've confirmed you've escaped, I'll immediately return to the forge on the cape and say goodbye.

You little brat, you're such a troublemaker! Don't ever show your face in front of me again.

The Earth Clan impatiently urged the girl to leave.

"But... but, Hector...!"

Because the girl saw it.

The Fae Eyes saw through Grandpa's well-intentioned lie.

The sharp weapon wounds on his side, which he concealed with his clothes, revealed countless stab wounds. Artoria had seen them all.

"... I see. These so-called 'Paradise Fae' are really difficult to deal with."

Hector sighed. "The village is finished, because the execution squad has arrived."

Raise your head, grip your staff tightly... The time to set off has come, Artoria.

No matter what others say, even if you doubt yourself, you are undoubtedly the "Child of Prophecy."

Hector said, "That night, the villagers ordered you to kill me, but you couldn't bring yourself to do it, could you?"

That's you, that's your true nature.

No matter how Britain rejects you, no matter how the fairies ostracize you, no matter how much weaker you are than any other fairy, you are more suited than anyone else to be the savior.

You don't seem to realize that you're actually someone who doesn't get angry at yourself deep down.

And—you look exactly like that person.

Unwilling to admit defeat and stubborn, they can always pick themselves up again no matter how many setbacks they face.

Therefore, you can definitely follow your own path.

"I don't want to... I don't want to travel anymore!"

Artoria grabbed Hector's collar, crying and screaming.

"I want to go back to the forge too, and I want to live with Grandpa on the cape! Because that's where I'll be happier!"

Moreover, once I turn 17 and the prophecy becomes a lie, I will no longer cause Hector any trouble—"

"..."

Hector closed his eyes and remained silent.

No matter how much the girl cried and pleaded, it was an unattainable dream, words that could not be conveyed.

She didn't know her grandfather's past identity, nor did she know why he was helping her like this.

All Artoria knew was the voice that still echoed in her heart, and the heart that was still beating.

"Yes, that's right."

"No matter how many setbacks or moments of despair I experience, I can immediately recover my spirits; that's my only strength."

Artoria gripped the "Staff of Selection" tightly and pulled down her new hat.

"Goodbye, everyone. Thank you for raising me to be 16."

"I am the 'Paradise Fae,' a being who brings true salvation to Britain."

"As you wish, let's begin the 'Journey of Pilgrimage'."

After saying her final goodbyes, Artoria departed.

The clamor from the distant villages also quietly subsided.

After an unknown amount of time, Hector slowly opened his eyes.

"Am I... dreaming?" he asked weakly.

"Of course not."

Shirou said with a smile.

"The immortal Black Knight is really in a sorry state. If the witch saw him like this, she would probably sigh."

I'm sorry, I have to make you hold on a little longer, Hector... Now is not the time for you to rest.

"..."

The Earth Clan closed their eyes again, a bitter smile on their faces.

... The incredible guy is back.

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Volume 11: Chapter 515 Morgan: You gave Artoria a ring too!?

"As you wish, let's begin the 'Journey of Pilgrimage'!"

Despite making such a boast, Artoria hasn't even gained anyone's approval, let alone Journey of Pilgrimage.

After that, she fled to Salisbury to try to see the clan chief, but was turned away.

The other party demanded proof that she was the "Child of Prophecy," and she completed several jobs in the process.

"Which forest village are you from, fairy? Your clothes are shabby, and your magical power is only at the bare minimum."

"However, it seems you've done a pretty good job. It was a great task to eliminate Morrigan on the streets!"

"Let's try our best to save Britain! Even though it might take hundreds of years!"

"Anyway, we don't need any 'Child of Prophecy,' little girl. We have Aurora."

"You say the fairies welcome the 'Child of Prophecy'? Oh, that's just an act, an act."

"As long as there's fun, fairies will flock to it. Anything is acceptable as long as it's trendy."

Actually, no one believed that the "Child of Prophecy" could defeat the Queen, nor did anyone expect such a thing to happen.

"We are satisfied with the current system, although we do hope that Morgan will fall."

Driven away amidst laughter, the resentful girl wandered aimlessly.

Artoria scratched her face, deceiving herself that the big city might be too early for her, and began to travel through many forest villages.

The results were not significantly different.

They kept repeating the cycle of being ridiculed, exploited, and driven away.

Even if they outwardly proclaim "Long live the Child of Prophecy," their inner voice remains true.

"I see. So everyone likes the story of the 'Child of Prophecy,' but finds the 'Child of Prophecy' himself to be a nuisance...?"

There were no fairies to consult.

There was no companion to share the burden of sorrow.

Ultimately, the Britain fairy would feel disgust the moment she saw her.

Humans also hate fairies.

Artoria continued her journey alone.

"This is a bit uncomfortable..."

"It feels so bad."

She traveled onward, finally arriving at the Nameless Forest at the southernmost tip of Britain.

This is the realm formed by the resentment and curse of the great goblin who was once the lord of Cornwall 200 years ago, after he was defeated by the Faerie Knight.

Due to the lord's curse, a mist has risen in the forest that will cause all who enter to lose their memories.

Artoria didn't have any particular plans; she just wanted to be nobody for a short period of time.

Please, let me forget everything.

However, the curse of oblivion has no effect on the "Paradise Fae".

This is so disappointing, what should we do next...?

Forget it, I'll just pretend to have amnesia...

Artoria was walking and thinking in the forest when—

"... ah."

A tall, white-haired young man walked towards us.

They met in the forest of amnesia, a place that forces people into a deep sleep. The moment their eyes met, Artoria uttered a somewhat dazed sound.

Unlike the bewildered girl, the other party acted as if they were already familiar with each other.

"Haven't seen you for a long time.

"Ah... yes, it's nice to meet you."

Artoria paused for a moment, then responded instinctively with a confused expression.

"Let's go then."

The enigmatic young man said this as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and then started walking.

"Okay, sure."

Artoria's confusion deepened, but she still obediently followed.

After walking for a while, the girl stopped.

"Uh... wait a minute, why should I follow you?! By the way, who are you?!"

The white-haired youth, Shirou, also stopped in his tracks.

I originally intended to forcibly take her away, but it just didn't work.

After checking, I confirmed that there was no one else around.

Okay, where should we begin, and to what extent should we go into this?

"That joke went a bit too far. Anyway, there doesn't seem to be any danger around here, let's chat for a bit."

Shirou casually found a large tree nearby and sat down, then gestured for Artoria to sit down as well.

The blonde girl wore a subtle expression, watching Shirou warily as she found a rock of suitable height and sat down.

"My name is Shirou Amamiya, and I am a human from a different world than this Fae Kingdom."

"!!!"

Artoria blinked first, then stared wide-eyed in astonishment.

The first blink was probably when she was using her "Fae Eyes" to switch perspectives.

Then, she used the power of her "Fae Eyes" to confirm that Shirou was not lying.

Shirou thought to himself: Hmm... it's probably better to just be honest.

If Artoria didn't have the Fae Eyes, Shirou could have chosen not to let her know about these heavy burdens.