Chapter 243
Then she saw Morgan, Vivian and others falling from the Fairy King City one by one and coming to her side.
But at this moment, Nuoyan suddenly lowered his head in confusion, looked at the elf knight in his arms who was still staring at him, and said sincerely: "Aren't you going to get up...seriously?" Yes, if you get up, I won’t be able to hold you.”
The voice of the promise was not loud, and it was said very naturally.
But combined with the body of the ancient god that turned into fluorescent light behind him, there was an indescribable and weird feeling.
In response to this, even Meili couldn't hold it back for a moment and rolled her eyes at Nuo Yan.
Look at the atmosphere!
Bavanshi, who came back to his senses, first blinked at Nuoyan, then turned to look at Vivian and Morgan who were staring at him at the moment.
My eyes went back and forth several times,
After finally realizing that she was being held by the princess in front of her mother, she was startled and immediately started struggling.
It's okay if she doesn't move, but she loses the strength to make a move.
Then there was a soft bang, and she fell face-first to the ground.
And everyone is watching...
Chapter 203: If every time I die, you will be with me (5k)
Fey Britain, before Camelot.
"I don't hate fairy tales."
Looking at the promise of carrying out the flaming-bright goblin, Morgan suddenly said these words.
"But the reality is that I am the king here, and I have protected Britain for more than two thousand years, so even if the story here is to end, it will be in the way of my death in battle."
She stepped forward, holding the wand, and stood quietly in front of the promise.
When promised to awaken the remains of the god, Morgan failed to stop him.
When Nuo promised to forge the holy sword, Morgan did not stop him.
Now, the bell of atonement is ringing in the distant past, the Holy Sword of the Star has been forged, the premise of the existence of the Lost Belt here has been denied, and its demise has been determined.
And she will be buried with this fairy British world.
Vivian looked at the two people who were silently confronting each other in front of her. She was not flustered by this, and even laughed: "Looking at it this way, I am quite qualified to be a villain."
Vivian lightly teased her future self. She said from the beginning that she was here to witness her future ending.
Therefore, Vivian had already thought of the scene before her.
Nuoyan raised the Holy Sword in his hand. In fact, it was King Arthur's Sword of Victory in the original history. However, the sword in Nuoyan's hand was slightly different from King Arthur's. Although it was the Holy Sword of the Stars, the sword that forged it was But it's not a goblin.
But gods,
It was the cheap teacher of the promise, Hephaestus, the daughter of Queen Hera.
And while Hephaestus was known as the god of forging and carving arts in ancient Greece, she was also known as the goddess of fire.
So at this moment, when Nuoyan held it, the ignited divine fire was also entangled in his hand, looking extremely dazzling under the moonlight of the night.
"I know."
Holding the promise of the holy sword, he replied to Morgan: "That's why I must forge the holy sword so that I can stand in front of you."
"Now, let's end this."
As he spoke, as if in response to the promise, the divine fire ignited on the sword couldn't help but burn even more dazzlingly.
Morgan's eyes flickered,
"So is it for my ending..."
Knowing the purpose of the promise, Morgan couldn't help but reveal a slight smile on his face as he looked at him walking in front of him.
"But, I am not the same Vivian who used to have fairy tale dreams. She wants to take away everything from me, so... come and defeat me."
In response to the promise, Morgan then gently tapped the wand on the ground.
The next second, the magic circle appeared, forming a barrier to cover Nuo Yan and Morgan, isolating the rest of the people outside.
"I will show no mercy."
Morgan said.
Of course, this is a lie, because this Lost Belt is about to be destroyed. As long as she still stands here, she is the master of the Lost Belt, the cruel Winter Queen who has controlled the entire Fairy Britain for more than two thousand years.
Nuo Yan really wanted to fight with her like this. A holy sword was simply not enough, even if Hephaestus forged it for him.
Morgan has more than one holy lance that he has produced.
Only by escaping from the sword of judgment can Nuo Yan have the possibility of defeating her.
"Well, I think it would be better for you to be merciful."
Therefore, Nuo Yan, who was very self-aware, answered like this after a brief moment of speechlessness.
What responded to the promise was the faint smile on Morgan's face.
Immediately, a magical barrier for the decisive battle was formed, isolating everything outside, and he made a strong promise and was about to move forward with his sword.
"Tired."
Morgan said this and dropped the wand in his hand.
Under Nuoyan's stunned gaze, he turned around and sat under the big tree nearby.
"Come here."
Morgan raised his head and said, "Look at the stars with me... The world I created, even the night scene, is the most beautiful."
When she said this, she still had undisguised pride in her words.
Even though the world is about to be destroyed right now.
"...No wonder you performed such a magic trick to prevent them from peeking any further."
After returning to his senses, he muttered the promise, and also immediately discarded the holy sword, came to sit next to her, and sat down.
As soon as he sat down, the faint fragrance of Morgan's body came over.
The silver waist-length hair swayed lightly with the night breeze, accompanied by the rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other.
"Then what else do you want me to do? I really fight you with all my strength?"
Morgan paused slightly and said, "Logically speaking, I should do so, because you destroyed and even denied everything about me.
The kingdom I created is going to perish because of you.
Even my persistence, when I was Vivian in the past and rang the bell to come here, it also did not exist."
"How could I not know that the real purpose of my coming here in the past, the so-called witnessing my end, was all an excuse. She just didn't trust me and was worried that I would be cruel to you."
When Nuoyan heard this, he was about to say something.
"And those fairy knights, Melyusina doesn't need to say much, even Bavanshi, they will definitely not pretend to ignore me when I attack you... Nuoyan, do you think I should be thankful that you haven't met Gawain and the others?"
Morgan tilted his head and looked at Nuoyan indifferently.
Nuoyan looked up at the sky and said with emotion: "Ah, the night view here is really beautiful, it is worthy of being the kingdom created by you, the queen."
"...Don't look at me, it's useless to look at me, anyway, things have come to this, everything is over, if you are unhappy, I will let you beat it up, okay?"
Anyway, the holy sword has been obtained, and the pilgrimage journey has ended.
In this 'era', even if I die now and go to the throne of heroes, it is a foregone conclusion that I will be engraved on the hero class card.
So it doesn't matter.
"That's a nice thought."
Morgan said quietly: "Don't worry, I won't attack you, but... when we meet next time, I will definitely prepare a different gift for you."
"Gift, what gift?" Nuoyan asked subconsciously, and saw Morgan's mouth corners raised, outlining a beautiful smile.
That cold gaze was still floating over Nuoyan's hands.
"... Don't tell me that the gift is called handcuffs."
Nuoyan's mouth twitched slightly,
Morgan smiled and said nothing.
"You might as well kill me directly!"
Morgan ignored Nuoyan and sat there quietly.
She looked at the stars in the sky and everything in Fairy Britain.
Looking at this, she ruled the kingdom that was about to cease to exist with order.
Morgan's eyes unexpectedly did not show much nostalgia.
She ruled here, protected here, enslaved the fairies in this world, and protected this place for thousands of years.
But at the same time, Morgan hated this place so much.
Hate this world, hate the fairies.
"Are you tired?"
At this moment, Nuoyan suddenly said, "Then take a break. Anyway, you have been working for thousands of years. Just take a long vacation for yourself. I guess they won't be sad about this. Even most fairies are still looking forward to the destruction of this place."
Morgan did not respond, nor did he deny it. She naturally understood the bad character of the fairies better than Nuoyan.
Now, this place is about to be edited, and the remains of the gods that need to be guarded have also dissipated.
Although there are still some minor problems later, it has nothing to do with Morgan.
When Morgan thought of this, he suddenly found that he seemed to be really relaxed.
Subconsciously tilting his head, the two looked at each other and looked at the boy in front of him who was stunned and laughed again.
Morgan couldn't help but feel unprecedented relief.
"Then, take a break... Nuoyan, you accompany me."
As he said, Morgan turned around and leaned against the tree and closed his eyes.
"......Yes, obey, Your Majesty." Nuoyan laughed, then stepped forward, leaned against the other side of the tree, and closed his eyes.
In fact, Nuoyan was also a little tired.
With his weak body, if it weren't for the three golden apples given by the goddess of fate, he would not be able to hold on until now.
The two of them just leaned against each other quietly.
In the moonlight and the gaze of the stars in the night, no one said a word.
And this, for Morgan, was actually enough.
Later,
the sun rose.
When the sun rose, the first ray of morning light lit up the night.
The dazzling fire from the holy sword and the last light of the stars also lit up, cutting the barrier.
Nuoyan walked out of the barrier, and Morgan stayed in it forever, leaving only the magic wand stuck in the ground.
Nuoyan walked out of the barrier, looked up, and met the eyes of everyone who subconsciously looked over and waited for this.
Vivian came over first and asked, "Is she gone?"
"Yes."
"Is that so." Vivian nodded, and laughed frankly, saying, "In that case, I should leave too."
When she said this, Vivian's body became illusory.
She was going to go back to the past, or...disappear directly.
Because in fact, when Vivian rang the bell of the pilgrimage, it was equivalent to...she personally destroyed the future.