Lords of Camelot

"Well, this is what we discussed last night. Although I am also curious about how you managed to use sleep talking instead of answering."

Li Xiang laughed and teased Custer, which made Custer blush. The people around him didn't know what to say. Li Xiang was about to make Custer explode.

"Sorry, sorry~ I'm so sorry, I was so sleepy at the time. I couldn't help but fall asleep. I'm sorry, Habe~"

Facing Caster's apology, Habertlot smiled and said that it was nothing to worry about. After all, she had said yesterday that this story could be used as a lullaby, and it was normal for her to fall asleep.

What no one expected was that she actually had the ability to answer other people's questions in her sleep. This was truly exaggerated.

"Hmm~ Thanks to that story, I slept very soundly! I haven't had such a vague dream in a long time~" Although she said this on the surface, in fact, her dream last night was still the same, with the unceasing bell ringing at that moment.

And this time it was very embarrassing, she couldn't see anything. Because she didn't ring the bell, she didn't gain more knowledge and intelligence, which was also frustrating.

"And then, how powerful is Albion?" Caster brought the topic to this aspect. She felt that if she continued talking about it, she would inevitably have to talk about her ability to talk in her sleep.

Da Vinci began to explain this knowledge with a smile. In the archaeology of pan-human history, it is the name of the prehistoric civilization of the British Isles. In the world of magic, it is also called the Dragon of the Age of Gods, the last pure-blooded dragon.

"As for how powerful they are... let's put it this way, Servants... Heroic Spirits are extraordinary beings to humans, both in terms of soul ladder and combat power. And among these Servants, there are also class differences based on the size of their soul bases. Heroic Spirits are superhuman among superhumans, and Heroic Spirits among Heroic Spirits.

If this kind of existence is called a crown, then Albion can be regarded as... the crown among dragons, right? If Albion has existed since the birth of the earth, it should have nearly 46 billion years of life information. Unlike the gods that are materialized by human cognition and the gods that are discovered by faith, it is the most primitive existence on this planet. "

When Ritsuka heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, "Isn't Albion a living storybook? It's the story of this earth."

But what he thought in his heart was that only this kind of existence could escape, and this is the story of this planet.

"You can say that. But even so, humans won't lose to it, right? After all, humans have analyzed, learned, and developed 46 billion years of life accumulation in just a few hundred thousand years. As a single life form, we can't defeat it, but when it comes to the victory of the race, nothing can beat humans. The most advanced life form on earth! This title is not in vain!"

Da Vinci's confident words attracted Muramasa's complaints, saying that these words were too bold. The current situation on Earth is completely different from what Da Vinci said, but it is Da Vinci's confidence that makes people feel close and reliable!

"Thank you. Even though we're enemies, I find this aspect of you very likable~"

"But the fact that you are enemies has never changed... Why are you so harmonious?" Custer couldn't help but complain. He always felt that this kind of thing was very strange. Teaming up with the enemy and chatting happily, even to the point where they could trust each other with life and death.

"Yeah, boys have had this side for thousands of years~"

However, at this moment, a voice sounded from the side, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw only... a ghost!

And it was a ghost of a girl, or a female demon. When everyone was about to take action, Da Vinci stopped them and said dissatisfiedly: "Okay, okay~ You have been following us since yesterday, and now you are finally willing to show up and talk. What do you want to say?"

"Hey hey hey~ Hello everyone, don't worry about what happened before. Let me start by introducing myself. I'm Mira, the fairy lord of the dead. I felt a very comfortable aura from you, so I observed you for a while!"

Mira introduced herself to the group in a playful manner, and Caster couldn't help but sigh that it was surprising that there was a fairy lord who was neither hostile nor malicious.

"Yeah, I don't have any nostalgia or resentment, it's just that the concentration is too high so it can't dissipate. I'm a bit annoyed myself, it won't go away no matter how many years pass."

Mira smiled and described herself as the fairy dead master, just as she was relaxed and happy when she chatted with Davian. Everyone could see that she was just as she said, so they put down their previous little vigilance.

Muramasa even said that we should just go to Mira's grave and place some offerings, but Mira just said to place food on the grave? But there is nothing on the grave, it's incredible~

"But thank you anyway, you are a group of good fairies~"

Habertlot also said that Mira, who was so energetic and kind, should not have died because she lost her purpose. So everyone began to wonder how she died. Could it be that she had an accident?

"It's not an accident, it's a case. Six years ago, we were all killed. Just as the Mirror Clan leader predicted, we were destroyed by the flames and winds. Ainsel also died at that time, and there should be no fairies left in the Mirror Clan. It should be... that's right... but it's so strange, isn't it? But never mind, this situation is also possible!"

No one could understand part of what she said, but Ritsuka asked straightforwardly if the wind referred to Aurora, the clan leader of the Wind Clan?

"Eh? The reaction is so quick? Are humans nowadays so powerful?" Mira couldn't help but sigh. She never expected that the human in front of her would think so quickly.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Ritsuka. A wind directly connected to Aurora, the head of the Wind Clan? What kind of intuition is this? The point is that he guessed it right. It's outrageous.

"Ah~ Seeing you like this reminds me of Lord Davian. Young man~ You have the heroic spirit of Lord Davian!"

"Hmm? Ah?" Ritsuka was stunned by what he said. Is this a compliment? Probably, is this the demeanor of a Lord?

But just when he was about to say something, Mira changed the subject. She said she had something to ask them, and they were originally guarding an important place, but a strange guy came a few days ago.

"That guy even settled down here. If possible, could you please help me drive him away?"

This request was not excessive, Ritsuka thought so. He probably had guessed who that strange guy was, and Muramasa also put his hand on his shoulder.

The two looked at each other and guessed what the other was thinking. After all, they had run into Gao Yanskaya's followers here...