"You know, I really don't want you to come here, because I can't do anything about dangers like the one just now. Fortunately, you are very powerful." Sajo Aika tilted her head slightly and smiled, "But now I am a little scared."
"Fear?"
Novia was somewhat puzzled.
"Because, I think you were really handsome just now, Novia, and I really want to see more of you. Even if it means that Kamijiro returns completely, it's not impossible."
"...Kamiyo's return, that's not good, Aige you better not think like that, it's not a good thing."
The silver-haired young man answered without any false feelings.
"I don't care. If you want to convince me to give up this idea, then..." Sajo Aika's cheeks flushed and she puffed up her cheeks awkwardly, "Give me a reward, um, a reward for being your Master."
Right now, Sajo Aika is just like a young 'beautiful girl' who, knowing that there is no danger at all, decides to have fun during the entire vacation and go on dates to nice places.
In the eyes of Milushin who turned into a gun, this Sajo Aika really had that kind of emotion, and she deliberately learned from her to use this method to make Novia agree to the request.
He threw himself into Novia's arms like this, but it didn't matter. After all, he was just a weakling who didn't need to be cared about.
In fact, what annoyed Melusin the most was why when Novia just destroyed the Bull of Heaven, she let out Typhon's body instead of her real body Albion... And why, besides using her, she had other weapons in her hand!
Although the cold was not enough to shiver the body of the strongest dragon, she still felt warm when Novia held her sword. She quietly thought about how to persuade Novia to abandon the sword, because -
Now that the label of 'the only dragon' no longer exists, will the label of 'the only weapon' also disappear?
Damn it, I must make Novia agree to "a day that belongs to me" later, and then I will find a chance to find the "only" possibility.
Oh yes, look for the tag 'only sister', that's a good one.
Come to think of it, that sword seemed to be the original holy sword, but it didn't seem to be, because there were some black textures on it, and the conceptual ability to allow the Age of Gods to return... Although Milushin felt that she was indeed the strongest, this sword barely caught her eye because of this ability.
"Phew, fortunately, this is just a sword, not the incarnation of something."
Melusin finally breathed a sigh of relief, but was immediately silenced by the words of Typhon, who was now in armor.
"Well, this sword... Is Meili coming?"
In Typhon's opinion, the flower magician was a creature who treated her well and was also deeply trusted by Avia, otherwise he would not have let her bring him out.
".......Huh? Who is the Merry you are talking about, Typhon? Is she a man or a woman?"
When she heard the name, Meilushin had a very bad feeling. How to say it? She just felt very uncomfortable, as if even if she pulled Novia to sleep with her, this girl named Meili would do something secretly.
"Well, Meili is a fairy, or a nightmare, no, it should be called a succubus, and this sword is kept by her." Typhon looked at Meilushin whose face became uglier and uglier. Although he was puzzled, he continued, "By the way, although it's fake, she likes to say that she is Avia's sister."
Melusine felt some pressure with every word Typhon said. Just by Typhon's words, she felt that a challenger who might be as powerful as Nero was coming.
Originally, in the mind of the strongest dragon, Typhon was a fool, Aika Sajo was an old guy, Shion was...a guy I didn't know how to describe, and Nero was a person as thick-skinned as her. Most importantly, as the strongest, she had to admit that Nero's part that attracted gravity was the largest among the few people.
Perhaps it was Melusin's words that made Typhon suddenly feel like reminiscing about the past, so much so that she forgot how unhappy she was when she learned that there was someone else besides Avia, and then she said:
"Oh, yeah, there's also Altluchi. Although she's a mix of a Dead Apostle and a True Ancestor, she looks pretty much the same as us. And Altila, she has brown skin... Everyone should just come together to mate with Avia. It's really not fun to be with you, Albion."
Hearing this, Meilushin suppressed her displeasure and looked at the silly Typhon, saying calmly:
"Typhon, no matter how you look at it, you are still the same, stupid as hell. Ahhhh, why don't you just die of stupidity!"
"........"
Typhon fell silent for a moment, as if Meluseen's ridicule had worked. Just when Meluseen felt that Typhon was still as stupid as ever.
Typhon, who had transformed into the Novia armor, suddenly turned back into human form.
So when Aika Sajo's cheeks turned red and she puffed up her cheeks awkwardly, wanting Novia to kiss her, the red-haired girl reached over her and hugged Novia's waist, and then her originally shining golden eyes and somewhat scary red-black eyes both revealed an aggrieved expression.
"Ahhh, Avia, Albion, she came to scold me, she came to bully me again, wuwuwuwu, she suppresses me by being the strongest all day long."
Typhon cried loudly and pointed at Melusine who immediately returned to human form.
The silver-haired dragon girl gritted her teeth at this. She had never expected that this idiot Typhon would actually play this trick on her.
What's going on? Shouldn't I be the only one who can use a move like this?! How did Typhon become so smart?
"Okay, okay, it's not a big problem."
Although Typhon disguised himself very well, Novia was certainly not stupid. From his observations over the past few days, although Albion always had the upper hand in the relationship between Typhon and Albion, Albion would at most just say a few words like "Typhon is an idiot". However, with her vocabulary, this was the most vicious thing she could think of, or she would just repeat over and over again "I am the strongest".
"It's true, she scolded me--"
"She just called you stupid, didn't she?"
Novia helplessly stroked Typhon's long red hair.
"Yes, you are calling me an idiot, but I am not an idiot! I am the ancestor of all demons in Greece, the original dragon, the great ancestor dragon, and the dragon born to kill gods."
Typhon became more and more proud as he spoke and looked at Melusine with a provocative look.
"....Hehe." Melusin seemed to be annoyed by Typhon's behavior, and suddenly said expressionlessly, "I don't know what Echid would think. By the way, the hundred-headed dragon Ladon, the nine-headed snake Hydra, the three-headed hellhound Cerberus, the two-headed dog Eutelsus, the Nemean lion, the lion-headed goat monster Chimaera, the sphinx, and the sea monster Scylla, what should you call Typhon... mother or father? Wow, you are really amazing, Typhon, you really deserve to be the ancestor of all demons, the original dragon, the great ancestor dragon, the dragon born to kill gods."
".....No, no, no, I don't recognize these. Those are just accidents when the data is moved. They are wrong data. They have nothing to do with me. I don't know them. I really don't know them. I'm not familiar with them. It's just, that's just..."
"Okay, okay, I know you don't know Typhon."
This was the only way Novia could comfort Typhon, who was now crying because of what Melusin said.
"I really don't have a close relationship with Echid to the extent that we can touch each other's body... I have never done such reckless actions in front of her, and I have never talked to her so closely, and I have never smiled at her with that expression... Wuwuwuwu, this is true, I really really... Besides, Avia, you have already made a wish and done those things for me, you have to be responsible..."
"I know, and I've said it many times. I will be responsible."
At the same time, Novia suddenly felt a little confused. It felt like a servant hadn't come here for a long time since the goddess Ishtar.
In his opinion, except for a few servants who may not be able to cross the thunder, servants like Gilgamesh and Alcides should be able to cross it.
But soon Novia discovered one thing, that is, Gilgamesh's breath disappeared.
.......
Time is at the moment when Novia summoned the original holy sword.
In a foreign land that has accompanied the history of mankind but has nothing to do with it——Avalon.
It is a land without human habitation, on the banks of a river at the island at the end of the river.
There is a building formed by thick rocks rising from the ground. It has no ceiling and is like a tower without a roof.
The vertical walls extend infinitely, and the residents have been waiting for years for the magic of flowers. This is a paradise cage divided with an area of about five square meters.
Mary was standing in the center of the stone tower, looking through the only window at the flower and the warm spring breeze from that flower garden that seemed to be able to melt even the frozen sea, filled with the fragrance of flowers.
Originally, she should not have been imprisoned, because in the white-haired fairy's cognition, Avalon is the "ideal future in the hearts of mankind."
Therefore, they will not block Avalon where they live, but will position it as an end point open to humans.
The magic wand waved by the flower magician will always emit light at the end of the distant future, and that is the "hope" itself that makes people run around.
"Yeah. Well, there's nothing we can do about it." Meili sighed, "Who told Vivian to be so stingy? Isn't it just that she can't hold the original holy sword, so she can only create a mimic holy sword again? Obviously, the effect is almost the same, and the main problem is not my fault."
The Lake Fairy is the ripples of water, with countless sides like a kaleidoscope. The side of her as Vivian is very unhappy with Mellie's behavior. Therefore, this is the truth of this barrier. It seems that the purpose is to never let her leave the tower for the rest of her life.
But the white-haired girl knew it was a trap but still stepped into it because she felt that as long as they were from the same era, she could see the whole world no matter where she was.
So she thought, why not just leave it at that, since she didn't like to dream about anyone other than that person anyway.
Although the girl was originally a creature that was detached from this world, she was now completely excluded.
Just like a forgotten dream, it will never be called upon, nor will it die. Even if Mary is regarded as a hero, she will not be relied upon as a heroic spirit. After all, she is not dead yet, and even the end of death has already passed.
The absolute condition for summoning heroic spirits is that only those who accept death, no matter in the past or in the future, will become the foundation of the people. As for the guardians, although they are also souls on the throne, they are summoned by people's despair.
So now she can't go anywhere, but it's not entirely a bad thing.
For example, when he later went to give some advice to the white-feathered girl named Bradamante who served under Emperor Charlemagne, he was as happy as when he guided the Knight King Artoria in the past... So, this is also a very interesting way of survival.
It is precisely because of her position as a human being, her human flesh and the things that run through her bloodline that the girl with nightmare bloodline has acquired such values.
But in the past few years, maybe it was a whim, maybe I wanted to have some fun, or maybe it was for some other reason.
Anyway, Meili said this to the white demon dog:
"Go away, three-eyed cat. I can't afford to support you anymore. You're almost as fat as a pig. Go back to find your real owner. Oh, by the way, I suggest you lose weight before you go back, or you'll be stewed by your owner..."
Mary stood up because she was too happy, and the white demon dog beside her feet ran around in panic.
"Ahem, don't get excited. What I mean is that I'm fine here, and you can be free to get in touch with truly beautiful things."
Then he threw the white demon dog out of the tower.
"Oh my, damn Vivian, it was obviously your fault for not managing the place properly. Why do you blame me for taking the Holy Sword away? Besides, didn't I get it back? Sometimes you should think about whether it's because you haven't worked hard enough. Why haven't you been able to get the Holy Sword after all these years?"
The white-haired fairy seemed to be complaining alone in the tower, but in fact, Vivian could hear it clearly, which meant that Mary said it deliberately for her to hear, which could be considered as a kind of amusement for her.
After the girl finished speaking, she stared at the flower on the lake through the window. At times like this, she always concentrated all her energy and looked at it motionlessly.
Is it so painful to wait for something that is impossible to come?
Although there is no accumulation of time in Avalon, it is as if time has stopped.
Every minute and every second feels like an unbearable eternity, and every minute and every second feels like a moment when one wants to look away.
Then, after a long, really long time, the fairy who was voluntarily imprisoned saw the flower disappear.
And, the original holy sword that emerged from the bottom of the sea and had already merged with the Demon Sword and the True World.
At this moment, the white-haired girl realized something and narrowed her eyes. Her vision became blurred, but she still waved her hands frantically.
It was because he saw the light from the Original Holy Sword, the light of the blue stars.
"Hey! Holy Sword, help me open Vivian's barrier!"
Then, in order to remove the barrier cast by the Lake Fairy on the side, the light of the Holy Sword appeared in Avalon, and then left at a high speed.
After escaping from the trap, Mary looked at the place where she had been imprisoned for many years. Although she had entered the place voluntarily, it had now turned into magical wreckage. As if to provoke Vivian, she showed a disdainful smile.
Finally, she raised her head and looked in the direction where the holy sword left, licking her lips and saying with a smile:
"Finally I found you. Don't forget that you still owe me a promise. This time, I will definitely make you live a life worse than death."
179: Alexandre Dumas's Declaration of Surrender and the Death of the Heroic King! (5k)
In the big valley in the north of Snowfield City, due to the appearance of Novia, the illusion cast by Francesca immediately disappeared like a mirage, and the original valley reappeared around them.
"......Let's go back to the police station to discuss it. This is so troublesome. I can't fight, and I don't want to fight. What should I do? Really, if only it were a Holy Grail War, so that my brother-in-law and sister could be together......"
Charlemagne murmured this, sighed slightly, then put away the holy sword Juvaius in his hand, and his body turned into particles of light and disappeared on the spot.
"It seems like a worthy place where one can be in the same place as the real king."
The Hero King came back to his senses and looked at the thunder in the center of the city, raising his eyebrows slightly.
Naturally, he knew in an instant that this was the invitation from the servant who had just arrived to all the servants.
"Hmph, since you've invited me like that, I'll go meet him, idiot—"
At this moment, the arrow that exceeded the speed of sound approached the King of Heroes' face.
“…Hmm!”
Perhaps instinctively sensing that this was just a provocation, the Hero King, who was about to leave, fired many Noble Phantasms from the 'King's Treasure' as if kicking away a pebble on the roadside. The Avenger Alcides skillfully controlled his body, galloping in the rain of Noble Phantasms, and shot arrows at a very fast speed.
"Golden King, the strongest king I know, but also a weak warrior. I haven't even trampled on the divine power hidden deep inside you. Are you going to run away like this?"
Immediately after he finished speaking, magical power as thick as mud surged out of Alcides' body, covering his entire body.
“Ahhh, I don’t care, let’s have a big fight.” Francesca’s voice resounded throughout the Grand Valley again, “I agree, everyone, there’s no need to cool your heads, just fight to your heart’s content!”
"........Heh, for the sake of the crazy goddess, I agree."
Alcides glanced at Francesca who had already left. Through the unique Greek telepathy, he knew that she was going to the western forest. It seemed that someone had left behind something to deal with the King of Heroes before leaving...
If he were an upright hero, whether he was the noble Hercules or the irrational beast, he would never watch his opponent fall into a disadvantage. However, he was Alcides, an avenger born only for revenge, not a lackey of the Iron Gods.
Therefore, victory is all that matters, and there is no need for so-called dignity and glory.
"Two clowns, nothing more." Gilgamesh grinned and gritted his teeth, happily challenging his opponent back, "You can't accept this over and over again, King."
"......madness......"
Alcides murmured softly, and stretched his right hand to the side of his body. Then a new piece of "cloth" appeared here.
At first glance, the piece of cloth looked like a belt with a simple pattern on it, but to people who could see things from a different perspective, they could immediately understand how unusual it was.
"That piece of cloth... is undoubtedly a treasure..."
