Artoria the Big Liar

"That...father...my mother...what kind of existence is it?"

"It's the best woman in the world. It saved me from the brink of collapse. It's me who can give everything—dignity, life, reason, soul and everything, to fight for the existence of those tiny hopes."

"Compared with Mordred's mother? Which one does the king love more?"

"But...but that's all in the past, right? Mother, she..."

"Meluxin, if I explain too much, it will confuse you—then, in my own name, I will make a promise to you—when Mordred completes his mission, you You will see your mother, and you will return to our family, and live as an ordinary family in a world without pain and disaster."

"Okay...okay! I see, father! I will treat Mordred better in the future..."

Merusin was delighted.She had never been so happy.

His eyes were narrowed into a slit, his brows were stretched like never before, and his smile showed no trace of fakery.

Facing the relatively indifferent adoptive mother and the father who only wakes up once in a long time, she is actually very lonely in her heart.

I actually owe her a lot.These can only be repaid slowly in the future.

"However, this is not the main reason for calling you here today—Meluxin, those foreigners, have you noticed?"

"Foreigners? Father, you mean those guys from Chaldea?"

Hearing the business, Meluxin's expression became a little more serious, and she returned to the head of the dragon army.

Sitting on the bed, I nodded to her——

"Yes, an orange-haired girl named Fujimaru Tachika, and the servants she summoned."

"The Dragon Legion is all about disasters, so I didn't pay attention."

"Pay attention in the future. That girl is more terrifying than all disasters. They are visitors from pan-human history, and they came to protect humanity. Our world is incompatible with humanity, and it is still a competitive relationship. Sooner or later , she will destroy this world. After that, the original disasters will be fully awakened one by one—including you, Meluxin."

"So...do you want to solve it?"

Meluxin's eyes flickered cold.When dealing with disasters, she will never be soft.

However, after considering my plan with Tona Riko, I don't think there is a complete conflict with Chaldea.

As long as they don't hinder the construction of the ark and the construction of the Holy Lance, their arrival is just a symbol of the countdown to the Lost Belt.

"Just like a forest, destruction also means new life. As long as this kind of destruction is under the control of me and Morgan - don't act for now, the servants she uses are not easy to solve. Let's talk about it when they arrive in the royal city Morgan still has important work to do, and I will deal with her and her followers personally when the time comes."

"Of course. I can't be more familiar - Gawain, Lancelot, Tristan, Britomart, and Galahad. Except for Britomart, the others are all Knights of the Round Table. Because here is also Britain, they have received blessings, and it is not easy to solve them. Meluxin, even you, can't be careless when fighting them."

"That Isil she..."

"The Great Knight has the combat power of the Knights of the Round Table in pan-human history. In a one-on-one situation, Isil can tie with any Knight of the Round Table. But team battles are another matter. However, don't worry about Isil .She has Mordred and that person by her side. Moreover, her personality is similar to that of the Knights of the Round Table, noble and rigid, and basically she will not break out in life-threatening battles."

"But……"

Meluxin hesitated to speak.

"Are you worried about Mordred?" I was already familiar with Mordred's behavior, so I gave Melusin an accurate explanation: "Don't worry. Mordred's arrogance and arrogance are just a disguise. If you really think that she is an arrogant person, you will suffer a big loss. Sometimes, the anger brought by ridicule can make the main messenger control the other party better than the fear brought by oppression."

"...I see, Father."

"Then let's do this first. Anything related to the aliens must be reported to me. The dragon army only needs to monitor and observe, and there is no need to take action for the time being. Don't worry about Mordred, I trust her, she is much more stable and mature than you imagined, and she never does things that are not sure."

"Yes, Father!"

Then Meluxin left.On the way to the courtyard, she jumped up and down, just like ordinary children.

I'm still too remiss. He forcibly took her away 1000 years ago, but didn't have enough time to accompany her.

Fortunately, she still trusted my dereliction of duty father, and grew up well in loneliness without any bad habits.

Sure enough, as I said, only when the dust settles here can I make good compensation for her in reality...

Chapter 56: Norwich

◆Mordred◆

In any case, Britain is only a small island.

The so-called travel can be completed in a very short time.

However, the fairy Altria deliberately slowed down.From Dragon Fortress to Norwich, even if ordinary people walk, it takes almost two days, but the three of us walked for five days.

I did not urge, and neither did Isil, she is the executor of the pilgrimage, and we are just knights protecting her.

The journey was very peaceful, all the villages were avoided by her, and no patrolling soldiers or stationed sentries were seen.

But Norwich cannot escape.This is not a small city, with tall and magnificent walls, guarded by elf guards who are all covered in armor.Fairy Arturia became more and more nervous, unable to control her emotions at all.

As the great knight of the dragon army, Isil was a famous person, and the guards let him go without asking.

Entering the city, the streets are unusually spacious, the buildings are very delicate, the tiles have different colors, and even form patterns.

Doors, windows, and hanging signs all have various decorations, which takes a lot of time and effort, and is inefficient at all.

Passers-by are leisurely and relaxed.The shop owner openly fell asleep in the shop.Goblins playing hide-and-seek can be seen in the streets and alleys.There were no living people at all in the workshop selling potions, except for a plaque that read "Take whatever you want and pay for the magic power".It's as if everyone is sabotaging, as if everyone is on vacation and no one is really working.

I finally understood why the fairy Artoria was so slow, and why Isil never urged her.

Goblins and elves live too long.Father King and Eternal Queen protect them all too well, there is no war here, there is not much oppression, everyone can do what they want.

Life is an existence that needs to be squeezed to move forward.Only hunger can challenge a powerful prey, only when you constantly break through your limits can you become brave, only fear and anger can force your life to fight.If the environment is too relaxed, life will adopt the most primitive standby mechanism-that is, slack and laziness.

In my short life, I have faced stress all the time.It takes five years to learn what ordinary people can learn in one year.In a year's time, he will change from a person who is ignorant and ignorant of politics to a successor who can be regent during his father's expedition.It takes one year to complete the division and integration of domestic political forces and build their own factions.

I've always been pressed for time, so that when the Holy Grail War ended, those leisurely times made me very uncomfortable.

But now, it is even more difficult for me to adapt to this extremely lazy Britain-the sea of ​​flowers is still the sea of ​​flowers after the sea of ​​flowers, lacking different scenery as green leaves to set off.The three members of the team also lacked recreational activities. Apart from chatting, they were in a daze, and they didn't even have to read books.The Lost Belt itself is too peaceful, no battles, no powerful monsters, no 81-[-]-[-] disasters, no interesting passers-by and interesting stories, nothing, just keep going in the wilderness full of flowers.

It seemed that even this island of corpses was completely lethargic, lifeless, and too peaceful.

Maybe it was because my disappointment was too obvious, the fairy Altria, who was holding my wrist, asked me in a low voice, her emerald green pupils flashed nervously: "...Did Mordred remember something?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that the city lacks the necessary vitality." I said casually.

Fortunately, Isil explained it to me.She described the city from another angle: "Norwich is a small town with few residents, less than 200. In the past [-] years, there have been no disasters around. From very early on, the people here The appearance is fixed, like a pool of water. It is natural to have no vitality—unless it is necessary, who would want to be so energetic? This is the tranquility and peace created by His Majesty and the Queen, and it is also the goal that all elves strive for. "

Hearing what she said, and seeing how the city is so portable, I strike while the iron is hot and ask for more "basic settings".

"By the way, Ithil, since when did Britain only have spring?"

"About 700 years ago, when I was a fairy of the Fang Clan. I still remember the colors of summer, autumn, and winter. When I relax, I will miss those colors too. .”

"What is the reason? Is it that Mother wants there to be no more hunger in Britain?"

"This is not the wish of the Eternal Queen, but Bawanxi's wish. She hopes that all goblins will not die of hunger, and she hopes that Britain will remain beautiful forever. After discussion between His Majesty and the Queen, they think it is feasible, and then Transform Britain so that nothing but spring exists."

"Bavanshi? Who is that?"

"The Queen's adopted daughter, the heir of this country, is loved by everyone and is always Her Royal Highness. Her singing voice is beautiful, it can make flowers bloom, and life can be revived. Even the most stubborn goblin will be killed by Her Royal Highness." I am overwhelmed by the singing. Every year from March to September, Her Royal Highness will perform on tour. At that time, even Norwich will be full of vitality."

When he said this, a smile appeared on Isir's beautiful face, two points of doting, eight points of yearning.

It seems that the princess is not the princess of the country, but a national idol.

Although in the modern age when class barriers are eased, many people will refer to singers and actors as singers, but at the national level, the two are not the same thing at all.And becoming an idol as a princess is not only unimaginable, but also shameful to the conservative forces represented by the royal family.Even if they are as enlightened as the Nordic royal family, they will not be so enlightened.

Then there is only one possibility, that Bawanxi wants to become an idol, so Tona Riko agreed.

I frowned slightly—Tonaliko was nothing like the mother I knew.The mother of panhuman history has only the throne in her eyes.My mother only has father and king in her eyes.But Tona Riko here dotes on me to such an extent, even surpassing my father's love for me.

Now, my mood is different.But being treated as a tool by my mother is a scar in my heart that cannot heal.

Taking a deep breath, I forced my brain to stop thinking about the relevant content, and continued to ask Isil about the country.

"Since that's the case...Ithil, what is the purpose of building the city?"

"This one……"

This question seemed too difficult for Ithil, and she couldn't answer it at all.

She is just a knight, and an elf, without basic political literacy, it is difficult to explain to me clearly.

I did ask too much of her.But I really want to know, just can only degrade the relevant basics.

"A long, long time ago, Norwich was not called Norwich, but the 'Market of the Icenes'. The name explains the origin. The predecessor of all cities is either a fortress or a market. The market converges Various resources are convenient for craftsmen to manufacture high-end products. At the same time, the city gathers a large number of people and consumes a lot of food, which also promotes exchange and maintains the output of products. However, I do not see such a situation in this city .There is only spring in Britain, and nectar and fruit are everywhere. The shopkeepers are lazy and have nothing to do. People in this city are more like being given this role than working to survive."

"Mordred, you said this, and I remembered it." Not only did Ithil not doubt me, but he was quite proud, as if he felt that this reflected the greatness of someone-for the Lost Belt, it must be father king. "A long time ago, when the four seasons cycled and His Majesty and the Queen decided to make Britain only spring, I also raised such a question. Your Majesty said that this is normal, because elves are stronger than goblins, and they can easily do hundreds of humans Things that can only be achieved by working together. So the city becomes different from the fortress, it does not exist for a certain function, but an enlarged version of the village, but many elves gather to live together."

"So, just because the individual's ability is very high, the cost of building a city is actually not much. In order to pursue a more refined life, the elves expanded the village into a city. And the city attracts new elves to live, so it keeps expanding ,Is that so?"

"It should be like this... I don't really understand the details."

What a lazy civilization to the extreme.No wonder it was judged as a Hearing Belt.

Without the guidance of the father and Tona Riko, this civilization would soon perish due to lack of vitality.

But if it is placed in an overly vast universe, such laziness can avoid destruction due to pressure and division.

It can only be said... since the father chose this route, there must be a reason for the father.I'm just an outsider, and what I need to deal with is the Lost Belt.I am not yet qualified to judge the civilization that my father built according to his own vision.

After getting the answer I wanted, I didn't continue to ask for details, but looked at Fairy Artoria.

The silly girl still didn't say anything, she just looked around, looking for something along the way.

If she doesn't say it, then I won't ask either.We walked in the streets together, bought some souvenirs, and ate some delicious food-I have to say that the cooking ability of elves is much better than that of goblins.Bottled beverages with fruit juices and industrial flavors are much better.All kinds of spices can be found, and the barbecue is also very good.It's not like the British residents who were forever abandoned and cursed by the god of food - now no one can say that this is not a strange belt.

And the economic system is really the same as the fairy Altria explained, it only needs to be paid with magic power.As a result, I, who was poor, immediately became a rich man in line with my status.Isil even bluntly said that with my mana reserves and recovery speed, it would be very simple to directly buy this city from the queen.

Also, I haven't lost sight of the purpose in the first place.Before dark, the three of us bought a carriage together.

However, due to civilization and individual strength, the omnipotent arcane has replaced most man-made tools.Here the concept of the word "carriage" has changed from a wagon for transporting goods to a chariot specifically for athletics and warfare.The chariot is loaded with magic crystals and magic warlocks with different functions. Some pursue speed, some pursue firepower, and some pursue competitiveness, but without exception, they are all contrary to the needs of ordinary people.

The result was a shift from buying a carriage to buying a horse.Although I know some horse-hunting skills, this is the Lost Belt, and elf warhorses are completely different.It turned out that it was just Isil and the stable owner haggling over the price.Wait until tomorrow to find a way to make the part of the caravan.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity to be alone, I was finally able to communicate with the girl next to me.

In the beginning, I held her hand, but these two days it has become her holding my hand, which has almost become a habit, even though the eyes of passers-by have become weird, and the annoying jokes of goblins are very harsh, she He just looked very angry, retorting loudly, but he didn't let go from the beginning to the end, it seemed that those anger and rebuttals were not convincing.

"Arturia, are you nervous?" I asked in a low voice.

"Hmm... a little nervous." The girl nodded.

"Have you been looking for the Pilgrimage Bell just now?"

"...Yes. I don't know where it is, but it seems to be magically hidden."

"Don't be so anxious, there is still plenty of time. With Ishir and I here, you won't fail this time."

The girl just nodded, still so reserved.I can only【[}

Since Isil joined the team and moved closer to Norwich, her smile has diminished.Occasionally when she is in a daze, her appearance can even overlap with Saber's.Although that immaturity quickly suppressed this feeling, she was indeed on the road to King Arthur, forced to grow up, forced to take on responsibilities she didn't like.

I have emphasized it many times before, but now, I still want to emphasize one side——

"If you have anything to say, just tell me, otherwise you will continue to create pressure in your heart."

"There's nothing to say, right? Or... I'm not very good at expressing that feeling."

She lowered her eyes and held the staff in her arms, obviously not what she said.

I began to have various guesses in my mind.Analyzing her personality and cognition, the conclusion came out quickly.

"Ah, I see. That guy Merlin couldn't trust me, so he said a lot of things to put pressure on you, right?"

"No, it's not... Did I tell you about Merlin's situation before? He doesn't like you, but he doesn't have much comment. Recently, he has been teaching me Druid magic in my dreams as usual. He has always It’s like this, it’s very useless, he won’t answer any questions I ask, and often I have to think about it myself.”

I can actually understand Merlin's thinking, because indoctrination growth is not growth.

When traveling, experiencing failures constantly, no matter who you are, you can grow up completely.

It's just that Merlin made a mistake and forgot that she is a goblin, so she can choose to play badly, so it was delayed until my arrival.

"It's okay, Mordred...I'm fine. It's normal for me to be nervous, and it's not normal if I'm not nervous...The previous few trips were not smooth. Now it's too smooth, just...you understand , Mordred?"

"Well, I understand everything... Anyway, as long as you're okay. I'll always be by your side."

"...forever?"

"It's always true."

"Then... Mordred, can I take this as a confession?"