Chapter 938
She exhaled, opened her eyes, and got up from the chair.
"Okay... I haven't decided to give up on Gloucester yet."
To her utter surprise, she was actually encouraged by those wild beasts, and Muryan showed an unhappy expression.
The Wing Clan are the weakest fairies in Britain.
Even as the leader of a clan, possessing magical power unmatched by ordinary fairies, Muryan lacked combat abilities.
But in order to avenge herself against the Fang Clan and to wipe out those simple-minded, physically strong beasts, she found her own way of fighting.
Since we can't become stronger (bigger), why not just make our enemies weaker (smaller)?
This is precisely the fighting style that suits the Wing Clan.
Let those self-righteous strongmen experience what it's like to be treated like insects.
The entire city is transformed into a game board, an inescapable "Insect Cage."
Originally, this was a trump card that Muryan had prepared to take revenge on the Fang Clan.
However, it seems this thing is no longer of any use.
Even setting aside the fact that the entire Fang Clan would perish in this foolish and reckless battle, let's say there are one or two survivors...
There's no satisfaction in seeking revenge against someone like that.
Before devising a new way to take revenge, Muryan decides to confront her sins as a fairy.
"Lord Myo, Muryan! Where did you go? It's dangerous here!"
"Tell everyone to lure Mors, who's causing trouble in the streets, into my garden."
Muryan smiled confidently and said to the arriving fairy:
"Guests who lack even the most basic etiquette will be personally entertained by me, Lord Muryan of Gloucester."
Volume 11: Chapter 546 The End
"Who!? Who is it? Where did they come from?"
Aurora and finally looked at the balcony, asking nervously.
"... Is it Melusine?"
"It's me."
A white-haired, golden-eyed stranger emerged from behind the swaying curtain.
Upon seeing him, Aurora immediately broke into a bright, joyful smile.
"Shirou! You've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for so long!"
As Shirou entered the room on the second floor of the Grand Cathedral, he began to speak.
"I just landed at the Bell-Striking Hall up there, and then came down here."
Mors outside breached Salisbury's walls and surged into the streets, where citizens were spontaneously organizing a fight.
But they probably won't last long, after all, they're not real soldiers...
Sadly, Salisbury's history ends here.
"I see. Hmm, that's really scary."
Aurora looked completely unconcerned. "But now that Shirou is here, there's nothing to be afraid of."
I saw it! You actually killed the monster that crawled out of the big cave! That's amazing!
As expected of the king who unified Britain in the past, even ancient monsters are no match for you!
Shirou didn't think Aurora was flattering him.
In this fairy's worldview, everything in the world exists to highlight itself.
Therefore, Aurora could not possibly have the concept of flattering or ingratiating herself with others; she was simply amazed by Shirou's power.
"Your timing is perfect... As expected, only Shirou is truly reliable."
Aurora said, "... That's right, Salisbury is finished."
No, the whole of Britain is already... I'm afraid we have no way to be saved.
How did things turn out this way...? It's very sad... but there's no other way.
She put on a pitiful expression. "Please take me with you and leave this place, Shirou."
"..."
Shirou didn't answer, but looked around the room and then asked.
Where is Lancelot? Why haven't I seen her?
"Lance... Ah, Melusine."
Aurora poked her chin with her finger and tilted her head, saying, "I don't know, I haven't seen her much lately."
That child doesn't love me anymore, so her affairs don't matter anymore...
Compared to this... Shirou! Take me with you!
Aurora pleaded again, somewhat anxiously, "Will you take me with you?"
I did follow your instructions carefully and opened the Wind Clan's Bell to the Child of Prophecy!
"Ah, thank you so much for that, so I've come to keep my promise to you."
Shirou looked at her and asked, "Aurora, why are you leaving?"
"Hmm? What's so strange about it? If there's danger, it's normal to choose to run away..."
Shirou quietly shook his head and said, "No, this is definitely not normal."
Whether it was Woodwose, Muryan, or the Lord of Sheffield...
They are all fighting to protect their city and its people.
Aurora, how could you abandon the fairies who gathered here believing in you and run away?
Besides, if you abandon this world, where can you go?
"And what about your hometown, Lord Shirou? Pan-Human History!"
When the topic of Pan-Human History came up, Aurora's face lit up with joy and her eyes shone.
Barghest had the same innocent and pure expression when he listened to Shirou tell the story of the Knights of the Round Table, and when Bavag listened to Shirou talk about the popularity of Pan-Human History...
"It must be much better there than this boring world."
Aurora said with a look of longing.
"Because, aren't the people living there all outstanding individuals like Shirou?"
Unlike the pitiful, filthy, and weak imitations (humans) of the Fae Kingdom, this is the true home of humanity...
I also want to make friends with them... Shirou, please take me with you to that world!
"... make friends."
Can a fairy like Aurora truly understand the meaning of friendship?
The reason she longed for Pan-Human History was simply because fairies were a rare and precious existence there.
Aurora's "goal" as a fairy is "to become the most beloved".
Therefore, she naturally assumed that after arriving in the Pan-Human History, she would receive a greater welcome and adoration than in the Fae Kingdom.
However, that is impossible.
Fairies like Aurora, who are self-centered and unable to properly hide their thoughts, would never be popular in the Pan-Human History.
Her biggest mistake was being born into this world as an innocent fairy.
Shirou sighed, then spoke.
"Actually, I think I saw Lancelot on my way here."
Aurora, puzzled, "Huh? Is that so? She didn't come here..."
Shirou said, "He probably stayed on the balcony and didn't come in in the end."
"What a strange child, but her affairs are no longer important."
Aurora looked at Shirou with longing eyes.
Having clung to Shirou as her lifeline, she no longer needed Melusine.
"Shirou, may I ask you a favor?"
"Okay, I understand."
Upon hearing Shirou's promise, Aurora beamed with delight.
Then, he vomited a large pool of blood.
"What... happened...?"
The clan chief of the Wind Clan lowered his gaze and discovered that something had grown on his body.
Shirou's arm pierced through his own chest, destroying his heart.
"Why..."
Aurora questioned him intermittently while vomiting blood.
Why did you betray me? Why did you do such a thing?
Shirou didn't answer, but turned his head to look at the mirror in the room.
Aurora followed her gaze.
"...!!"
Reflected in the mirror were hideous creatures that Aurora did not recognize.
Her once radiant golden hair now resembled withered grass, her vibrant, shimmering wings had turned grayish-white, and her once dignified beauty had completely lost its former splendor, becoming wrinkled and worn.
The creature that stares back at Aurora in the mirror is a rotting monster, aged to the extreme.
"How could this be... When... was I cursed..."
When Aurora regained consciousness, the scenery she saw had changed.
The room was no longer magnificent, but rather looked as if it had just been ransacked.
"Sorry, I seem to be a step too late... Your place was just attacked by Mors, wasn't it?"
After Shirou said that, Aurora finally remembered what had happened.
In fact, the cathedral had already fallen half a day earlier.
The human soldiers outside were killed, and Mors also broke into the lord's room.
Although Aurora used her magic to repel them, she was unfortunately also infected with the curse.
Normally, fairies corrupted by Mors would go mad and quickly transform into new Mors, but Aurora was, after all, the clan chief of the Wind Clan, the reincarnation of the progenitor Six Wings...
No, it has nothing to do with that.
Aurora was not completely Mors because of her extraordinary obsession.
The most dazzling fairy in Britain cannot accept that she has become a hideous monster.
It was this very obsession that turned her into a monster who was neither a fairy nor Mors.
"If you had led the citizens to resist Mors properly, this probably wouldn't have happened."
As Shirou spoke, he looked out the window, and Aurora followed suit.
A scene reminiscent of the apocalypse, with countless Mors wandering aimlessly through the streets.
Salisbury, once Britain's most bustling street, has been completely turned into a ghost town.
Because the lord gave up resistance, Salisbury became the first city to fall, and the Great Cathedral was also destroyed.
But unlike Aurora hid away, the fairies, inspired by the pilgrimage bells, fought bravely to the very last moment to protect their home.