Muryan

After experiencing a series of Mors raids, the group arrived in Gloucester. Bai Mo looked worried; several days had passed and the number of Mors had more than doubled.

If this continues, the fairies in those towns and villages will have to worry about Mors spawning in the toilet whenever they go out.

This, to some extent, reflects that the Calamity is already accelerating. Although Morgan left a contingency plan on the throne, it could only guarantee the suppression of Cernunnos.

If a new Calamity were to occur again, such as that of Melusine, Britain would still be doomed.

"There's no use in being anxious. We have no obligation to save fairies anyway, as long as we protect humans and Britain." After meeting Aurora, Bai Mo's opinion of the fairy race dropped even lower.

Gloucester is a bustling city, with buildings that have a distinctly English style, and it seems as if a poet or painter might live in one of its houses.

"Phew, so sleepy..."

Melusine looked at the sun at eight or nine o'clock, like a college student who gets up at eight in the morning, her eyes barely open. She was very listless in the morning, having just woken up in the carriage.

Bai Mo led the group to the most luxurious hotel closest to the auction house and settled them in. Each person had a double room. After handing over the keys to everyone, he said to Melusine:

"If you're tired, take a rest. The auction doesn't start until tonight. I've ordered lunch for you at the hotel."

"Hmm... actually... if we could go shopping together, it wouldn't be an unacceptable situation."

Melusine tugged at Bai Mo's arm, while Morgan said irritably, "Ritsuka and the others will probably play for a while, but Bai Mo and I need to scout out the situation here. In other words, we have to go to work."

Upon hearing the word "work," Melusine immediately lost interest.

"Hey~ Bai Mo Bai Mo, you've been working way too hard. I didn't go back to my bedroom all night. Your Majesty, you've come all this way, can't you at least take half a day off?"

"Let's think about these things after we've saved Britain. You get some rest; we might need you tonight."

Bai Mo didn't ask why Melusine knew he hadn't returned to his bedroom all night. Upon hearing this, a hint of doubt flashed in Melusine's eyes, which then turned into understanding.

"I see, I understand. Then I'll leave the daytime duties to Your Majesty and take care of the night. I'm going to rest now. If anything happens, remember to call me. If it's your call, I'll definitely come."

With that, Melusine took the key and went up the stairs.

Although I don't quite understand what Melusine meant by saying, "I'm in charge of the night."

Bai Mo waved to her, and then Ritsuka pulled Caster, Gareth, and Mash along excitedly to go shopping in Gloucester. Meanwhile, Bavan Shi, watching the group get along so well, had a slight change in her gaze.

"Go and join them. They probably aren't comfortable in this kind of environment. Thank you, little princess." Bai Mo smiled at Bawan Xi, whose eyes flashed with joy, but she still said:

"Since you've put it that way, for my mother's sake, you might as well reluctantly take care of these country girls."

Then, she followed the two of them step by step in her high heels.

Tristan prepares to investigate the people gathered in Gloucester, Koyanskaya says she's going to see an old friend, Habetrot is still frantically working on her fabric.

"Morgan, I'll leave you with this task, Bai Mo. Don't forget to relax properly after work."

With a subtle smile, Habetrot returned to her room. Neither Bai Mo nor Morgan mentioned Habetynyan's words, and the two headed straight for the Gloucester auction house.

The auction began in the evening, and the ability of Muryan to maintain order and stability during the auction was indispensable.

"It's said to render those inside the barrier powerless, but there's no real intention. Muryan can condense their bodies to the size of a little finger and then crush them at will."

Morgan and Bai Mo explained that their trip was to ensure the success of the evening's auction, although the barrier of Muryan was not a problem for them.

Morgan's Magecraft skills had a hundred ways to break it, as for Bai Mo...

Regardless of whether it will work on someone outside this realm, this thing doesn't weaken the Magnetic Field Power. Even if it shrinks, the power of 950,000 horsepower can still turn him into a bloody mist.

Perhaps the power will be even more concentrated.

This was mainly for Ritsuka and the others; it was a preemptive action to guard against unforeseen circumstances and to scout out the location beforehand.

Bai Mo, holding Morgan's wrist, silently slipped into the barrier. To their surprise, a petite figure was sitting on the main stage of the auction house.

The pair of small wings on its back belong to the last of the Wing Clan, Muryan.

She was standing where the auctioneer was supposed to be that evening, her face showing some distress. Bai Mo had completely concealed himself, and with Morgan by his side, the two were impossible to detect, whether through Magnetic Field Power or Magecraft.

Bai Mo released his senses but failed to find the Clan Bell.

"She probably shrank and hid it. Oh well, she'll take it out tonight anyway."

Here, Muryan can shrink things down; if she really wanted to hide, there are plenty of places she could go.

Morgan and Bai Mo communicated directly in their minds. At the same time, Morgan raised his staff and tapped it on the ground. In Bai Mo's perception, an arc of light spread out and covered the area.

Morgan gave him a "mission accomplished" look.

Just as the two were about to leave, footsteps came from the doorway. Muryan got down from her chair and saw an Earth Clan fairy walk in.

Bai Mo raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. Upon sensing that this person was not a demon, but a human.

This guy must be the human who murdered old Spriggan and impersonated the chieftain of the Earth Clan.

After Morgan trusted Bai Mo, he revealed almost everything about Britain. As for Spriggan, Morgan didn't care about the goblin's life or death. Since Spriggan could pay taxes, he let him be the clan chief.

But when they actually met this time, Bai Mo sensed something strange; it seemed like there was something in this guy's mind.

"You're late, Spriggan."

"Sorry, I encountered some unexpected events on the way, which made me linger a little longer."

"Really, why did you insist on meeting here?"

"Because... I want to take a good look around this place. As an older person, I don't like cramped spaces, and these kinds of things can't be discussed in public."

Muryan snorted coldly and sat back down in her chair. Then, neither of the two fairies noticed the other two people in the auction house. They assumed that only the two of them were there and began to plot.

Then, Muryan asked, "Then I'll get straight to the point. What you mentioned in your previous letter about being able to transfer the Fang Clan to my side."

I'm only seeing you because you're the clan chief; you'd better not be joking with me.

"That's easy. The Fang Clan currently only has two leaders, the Fairy Knight Gawain and Woodwose. Once we deal with these two, the Fang Clan will have no choice but to submit to your side, won't they?"

"Easier said than done, what are your plans?"

Spriggan gave a subtle smile, then slowly uttered four words: "The Calamity of the Beast."