Chapter 891
No way...
There's actually someone as stupid as Artoria; Shirou's eyes have been opened today.
The female voice continued, "I don't know where you come from, you nouveau riche clan, but you'd better know your place."
"Trying to beat me in the auction is as impossible as the destruction of Britain."
What are you saying? I'm not going to lose!
Since that's the case, since that's the case, then I'll use Oberon's land as collateral...
110 million Morgan Pound!!!!
Unfortunately, even if you sold the Wales forest, it wouldn't be worth 10 million.
Ultimately, the Theater Company simply couldn't come up with 100 million.
The emcee fairy was speechless.
"Oh... oh... this auction is beyond my control now."
She looked up.
"Lord Muryan, please speak! Which buyer has the most reliable ability to pay?"
A sweet, fairy-like voice came from above the stage.
"Alright, auctioneer, you may leave."
Since this auction is difficult to judge, I, Muryan, will now preside over it.
Regardless of its authenticity, the "Child of Prophecy" is the most anticipated item at tonight's auction.
Therefore, the successful bidder must not only have financial resources, but also possess certain qualities.
Despite not showing up at the auction, Muryan effortlessly brought the chaotic situation under control.
Shirou had heard that the entire city of Gloucester was her "Fae Domain," and he had confirmed this fact in the past few days.
Judging from her appearance, she might not be a fairy with strong combat abilities, but her Fae Domain is genuine.
"The last two remaining, please come up on stage."
Lord Gloucester made this announcement, and another bidder immediately responded.
"Hmph, you're using this trick, aren't you? You're pretty good at it, Muryan."
In terms of character, I could never lose.
So this was a public execution of a lowly, nouveau riche clan.
Shirou, of course, had already noticed it.
The voice came from Tristan in the VIP box.
"Artoria."
Shirou sighed.
"The other person asked to compete against you one-on-one, so why did you drag me into it too?"
"Please fight alongside me! I'm a little unsure of myself fighting alone!"
Artoria said, biting her lip.
At the same time, Britain's most famous Red-haired Fae also appeared on stage.
"Then, please introduce yourself, Miss Spinel."
"No... should I address you as Fae Knight Tristan?"
The venue erupted in noise again.
The Fae Knight Tristan ignored the noisy environment and gracefully placed his hand on his ample bosom.
"Yes, this name will be fine."
Daughter of Queen Morgan and the Blood Actress, a fairy adorned in the most dazzling gown.
The Fae Knight Tristan will eventually become the "Child of the Queen" of this Britain ruler.
Alright, it's your turn now, little girl... Huh? Shirou? What are you doing there?
By the way, the one next to you is from yesterday... uh.
Tristan looked dumbfounded, and Artoria was also stunned.
Neither of them expected that they would be competing with each other.
Isn't this little girl Shirou's attendant?
Tristan was utterly astonished: She's the savior mentioned in that bullshit prophecy? Her magic is clearly weaker than mine!
The two girls were in a state of confusion, but only Shirou remained calm.
He had realized that Artoria and Tristan had been used, so he began to think about his next strategy.
The culprit that pushed the situation to this point --
Muryan's voice drifted from above the stage.
"Then, let me introduce you."
This girl is a fairy from Tintagel, who has turned 16 this year.
Like Her Majesty the Queen, he was a miracle child who mastered Magecraft through self-study and escaped from Woodwose's clutches.
Please look closely—the staff in her hand is the "Staff of Selection."
That girl's name is Artoria; she is the true "Child of Prophecy."
The fairies in the audience erupted in an uproar.
Muryan continued, quite satisfied.
"Furthermore, the man standing next to her is a man from the outside world."
Legend has it that the star that guides the "Child of Prophecy" on his journey--
He is also the reincarnation of Shirou Amamiya, the Ancestral Genesis King Britain the Fae Kingdom in the past.
"Huh? The Genesis King of the Fae Kingdom? How come Shirou 've added another new setting without my knowledge!?"
Artoria was speechless. "Just how much more are you hiding from me?"
Shirou didn't have time to explain to Artoria, because Tristan was firing a deadly beam in their direction.
This is not a metaphor...
As she unleashed Magecraft attack on Shirou, she yelled, "Why are you on her side? Come here right now! I'll kill you!"
"Lord Tristan, please don't resort to violence. The auction isn't over yet."
Muryan said, "Now that you've stepped onto the auction stage, you two have an obligation to bid on the items."
However... what's giving me a headache is the Fae Knight Tristan and the Child of Prophecy Artoria.
Based on my assessment, the two are almost equally valuable.
Neither wealth nor character is sufficient to determine which is superior.
"I'm worth the same as that guy!? Are you blind!?"
The red-haired girl retorted, "I have the advantage in everything!"
In terms of strength and beauty, this country girl is no match for me!
"I'll say it with a teasing expression," said Muryan.
That's what they said.
What do you think of this man who claims to be the Ancestral King of Britain?
In your opinion, who is more valuable, Lord Tristan or Lady Artoria?
"It's Lord Tristan."
Shirou answered without hesitation.
If she hesitated even for a second, Tristan would pounce on her and tear her apart.
"Hmph, that's more like it..." Tristan said with a happy expression.
"Shut up! I agree, but Shirou, shut up!"
Artoria said angrily, "This is no longer a matter of value, but a battle that is a matter of life and death!"
All they ever talk about is "countryside, countryside," is that all they can say?!
You're the one who's ill-mannered, you idiot!
"W-what did you say...!?"
Tristan stomped his high heels in anger.
At this moment, Muryan suddenly suggested that the two of them use Magecraft to duel.
Both are skilled in using Magecraft that are considered "useless" in Britain.
For fairies, who are born with the ability to wield mystical powers, Magecraft is utterly worthless...
However, fairies who use Magecraft are extremely rare; even the great Morgan was a user of Magecraft.
Since the "Child of the Queen" and the "Child of Prophecy" are of equal value, why not use Magecraft to determine which is superior?
"After all, that's what's truly valuable to you two," said Muryan cheerfully.
"Only one's attitude towards Magecraft is truly free of any hypocrisy, isn't it?"
"No problem."
Tristan readily agreed.
"Shouldn't we just use Magecraft to kill her?"
Why not? I'll agree to your request.
Anyway, I was planning to make a mess of this place anyway, you know?
Shirou: "..."
This was undoubtedly a scheme by Muryan.
If Tristan were to use the power of the Faerie Knight and the Queen's blessing, Artoria would be no match for him.
However, she limited the competition to the realm of "Magecraft," a rule that greatly favored Artoria.
Shirou thought for a moment, then looked up at the stage—where Muryan was hiding.
"That's too boring. How about adding a few more rules?"
"Oh, what are your thoughts?"
Shirou looked at the red-haired girl and said, "If Tristan wins, I will also belong to her as spoils of war."
"Ah?"
Artoria's eyes widened. "What are you saying, Shirou... How can this be...?"
"Fine... I'll definitely kill you!!!"
On the other hand, Tristan's enthusiasm increased more than tenfold.
In this way, it can be considered a fair competition.
"What Child of Prophecy?! The one who rules the Fae Kingdom is Mother, and her heir is me!"
I don't need any Child of Prophecy! Britain and Shirou are both mine!
The black magic attack released by Bawan Shi resembled both thorns and stakes.