An All-out Melee

At night, the auction lights shone on the center of the stage, where a beautiful Wind Clan was presiding over the auction. Although she was not as stunning Aurora, she was still quite youthful and beautiful.

The group sat in the private box, looking at the valuable treasures on display. The auction here was basically a barter system, since the Morgan Pound was practically worthless.

A crown can be exchanged for a well-trained army, a precious manuscript for an indestructible suit of armor, and a carpet once trodden by His Majesty Morgan for a prosperous village.

"Wow, someone actually wants that carpet! An entire village for a carpet? Are His Majesty's feet some priceless treasure?" Caster, a country bumpkin, watched the carpet being auctioned off and exclaimed that city people really knew how to have fun.

"Damn it, so many..."

Barvan Shi, who had failed to get a picture of the carpet, gritted her teeth and said, while Morgan replied irritably, "This isn't mine; at least, I don't recall ever stepping on a carpet like this."

"Indeed, this looks like Aurora's. I vaguely remember it; it seems to be from about fifty years ago."

Melusine, sitting on Bai Mo's lap, said this, while Bai Mo's lips twitched slightly as he said, "It's not easy for you to remember that this thing belongs to Aurora."

"Yes, I remember everything, but these old things only remind me of the way we were intimate. I really want to erase all my memories... Hey, Bai Mo, you have to spend more time with me and use our memories to drown out my past."

"Isn't this enough?"

Bai Mo looked at Melusine sitting on his lap. This girl was even more clingy than he had expected, especially now that she had had a good sleep, she seemed even more energetic.

Barghest was watching this scene from the side, was even more bewildered. At this moment, the original three fairy knights had been reunited. She looked at the inseparable Melusine and was extremely puzzled.

What exactly happened to make Melusine give up on Aurora?

In her understanding, Melusine would never do such a thing, but the facts were undeniable, and Barghest could only ponder the matter. Before she could think for long, a new item caught her attention.

It was a large bed, which looked very cozy. Under the soft gauze, there seemed to be a petite and delicate figure. Barghest looked at the familiar bed and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong, Barghest? You seem a bit off."

Bai Mo realized the reason behind it and asked Barghest, but Barghest shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's probably just a prank by some guy who doesn't like me."

"I have an identical bed in my manor, which belonged to one of my guests. It couldn't possibly be here... Yes, it couldn't possibly be here."

Bai Mo and Morgan exchanged a glance. The former raised her hand, and a calming force surged into Barghest's brain. She immediately snapped out of her rambling and addressed the crowd:

"Sorry, I seem to have spaced out."

"Hmm, it's nothing, just stay calm."

Before long, the bed was bought by a fairy from the Fang Clan in Manchester. Barghest rolled his eyes and decided that he would definitely have to ask the guy a good question when he got back.

Just as everyone was waiting for the next item to be auctioned, the lights suddenly dimmed, and then, Muryan stood on the auction stage. The little guy, who barely reached a person's knees, clapped his hands, and a piercing sound came from the magic megaphone.

"Good evening, fellow Child of Prophecy. There must be at least fifty, if not a hundred, of those who call themselves Child of Prophecy sitting here now. I understand why you are here. Tonight, the final item up for auction is the Clan Bell of Gloucester."

Whether the audience was genuinely cheering or just being supportive, Muryan's words certainly caused a stir in the arena. Only Bai Mo was somewhat puzzled; no matter where he looked, he couldn't see the Clan Bell.

"But isn't it a bit too much to have so many Child of Prophecy? Everyone knows there can only be one Child of Prophecy, but no one will admit that their own is fake."

This is terrible! Britain is already in a bad enough situation. If things continue like this, Britain will be doomed. So... all you Child of Prophecy, let the fighting begin! The one who survives to the end will be the true Child of Prophecy.

The Gloucester Bell of Prophecy: Bid for the head of a Child of Prophecy, with each bid increasing by at least one unit. Begin!

With a thud, the auction gavel fell, and the entire hall fell silent. All the fairies looked at each other, Barghest's face turned extremely ugly, Melusine silently stood up, putting on her azure mask and weapon, like a knife that could be drawn at any moment.

Caster: "Ha, no matter what, it shouldn't be because of just one sentence..."

Before the words were even finished, a fierce the Scream suddenly erupted from below, followed by the sound of a skull being smashed and brains splattering. Someone had raised a spiked club and smashed a demon's head open.

"Kill them!"

"Damn it, only we are the true Child of Prophecy!"

"Die! Die!"

The fairy who had been sitting obediently in her seat a moment ago instantly picked up a weapon and began to fight.

Regardless of whether they are the Child of Prophecy or not, or whether the other party is the Child of Prophecy or not, they kill first and ask questions later.

This is the most fundamental difference between fairies and humans. Fairies are purely biological beings, acting and doing good or evil unconsciously. A tiny impulse is enough to make them act towards that goal.

Those who have come here are all forces that have elected the Child of Prophecy. Since they will be killed sooner or later anyway, they might as well kill their opponents here.

In some ways, this method is indeed the most efficient. Rather than having dozens of Child of Prophecy engage in Britain free-for-all across Britain, it's better to start the fight right here.

"Prepare for battle! Caster, Tristan, guard the perimeter! Mash, protect Ritsuka!"

Bai Mo said coldly. The next moment, a member of the Fang Clan with Magnetic Field Power jumped in. But before he could speak, he was cut into small pieces by Melusine.

"This is complete chaos! Bai Mo, should we make a move?"

"You move the humans from Gloucester first. These fairies can't bother with us, so we can take advantage of the chaos. I'm going to find that Spriggan guy. Ritsuka, you'll be in charge after I leave."

"Let me go."

Barghest volunteered, saying, "I still have some men under my command; Melusine is just fast, isn't she?"

"No..."

Before Bai Mo could finish speaking, the entire theater in Gloucester began to distort, and Muryan's voice came from the sky, chuckling, "Ladies and gentlemen, you can't leave here until the winner is decided. After tonight, Britain will only need one Child of Prophecy."