My Sister is Arturia

"Yes, yes! What did I just say? Really, I really don't understand at all, ha, ha ha!"

"I also sometimes talk nonsense after being frightened." The donkey said to himself at this time.

"It seems to be like this." Arturia said to herself.

"However, why? Elder Ursula, you want to help us?" Percival said a little puzzled.

"Of course it's because you can't watch Percival being taken away. Prison robbery is a serious crime, but I think there should be a reason for you to take such a big risk to save this human being." Well, is it really because you have a marriage contract with him?" Ursula looked at Percival in surprise.

"No, it's not like that!" Percival blushed suddenly and waved her hands in panic, but Ursula suddenly laughed.

"Just kidding, just kidding, every time I see you flustered, Percival, I think it's very funny." Ursula walked towards the inner room.

"I think no matter what the reason is, you have your reasons. Regarding Arthur's curse, the marriage contract, and the matter of you being hunted down, let's solve it tomorrow. Tonight, everyone, please have a good rest."

As Ursula said so, the wall covered with vines slowly spread out in front of her.

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In any case, the matter finally calmed down temporarily. Although the guards were still searching, Ursula's house should be regarded as safe.

Percival took Arthur and others to find their own rooms. Arthur, who was exhausted all day, almost fell asleep when he got on the bed. While he was sleeping, traces of black air continuously flowed from him Emerge from...

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"Squeak."

The wooden door of the room was pushed open, and Arthur stood at the door with sleepy eyes, feeling as tired as if he had run ten kilometers, but he obviously fell asleep when he touched the pillow last night.

"It seems that the curse has begun to take effect." Ursula appeared next to Arthur almost without warning, and grabbed Arthur's left hand. The black air that emerged from the palm seemed to become a little thicker. .

"The curse... has taken effect?"

"Of course, you have been cursed to die of exhaustion after five days. Are you joking about the curse? But it's only the second day. Apart from being a little tired, you shouldn't feel the curse." The specific effect, but on the fourth day, you probably won't be able to get out of bed." Ursu pulled up his robe, and although there was a smile on his face, what he said didn't seem like a joke at all. look.

"No way..." Arthur murmured.

"Okay, come to the hall, Percival seems to have a new plan, about your marriage contract, and the curse on you." Ursula led the way in front, and Arthur followed Ursula towards go ahead.

"Well, Elder Ursula, may I ask some simple questions, is Percival an orphan?"

"Do you care about your fiancée? Hehe, she is indeed an orphan. Ignatius Woods adopted her many years ago and raised her to be the most talented priest of the moon god. Is it very possible to become the youngest elder at this moment?" Ursula recalled with a smile.

"I see." It seems that Ursula didn't know that Percival was the daughter of the Elf King, or she knew it but didn't want others to know about it. But as far as Arthur was concerned, although he was curious You need to know the whole story of the "Royal Fall" incident 50 years ago, but you are not sure whether Ursula's attitude towards the royal family is as hostile as Percival. If so, tell Ursula about Percival's true identity, May cause unnecessary trouble.

After thinking about it for a while, Arthur decided not to reveal anything to Ursula, and went directly to Ignati Woods to inquire about what happened back then, which seemed safer.

Walking to the hall, a group of girls and donkeys were already waiting in the hall. Arthur looked around and found that there was one person missing.

"Where's Boris?" Arthur didn't see Boris.

"That female liar slipped away last night." Lancelot said rather annoyed.

"However, she escaped without us knowing. Her strength is indeed a dangerous factor." Triss sat on the chair made of vines, with a slightly regretful tone.

"Since there is no way to escape, but the marriage contract between Arthur's curse and me still needs to be resolved. Even if we go back to the Temple of the Moon God, it will not be of any benefit to Arthur's curse, let alone the light of Elso We're being hunted right now, and the Golden Forest isn't safe, so, I guess..."

Percival stood in the middle of the hall and suggested:

"...Let's go to the human world!"

no.183 Yo, fellow, you still have a daughter

The snow accumulated on the roof was gradually melted by the sunlight into water without any impurities, and condensed into bunches of sharp cones at low temperature, like bells hanging on the eaves. It looks a lot colder.

The British mainland has completely entered winter, and the fertile fields are covered with white snow, as if at the other end of the endless white, the edge of the green forest is faintly visible.

In winter, even the most industrious farmers and professional hunters have to stay at home, because at this time, the seeds will not grow, and there is no deer or wild boar in the forest at all. figure.Only an experienced fisherman will dig a small hole on the thick lake, wrap it in thick winter clothes and animal skins, squat in a ball on the ice, hold a short pole, and hold a long pole. The transparent thread of the fish hangs motionless on the gouged surface of the lake, waiting for the hapless trout or other fish to take the bait.

However, there is no such amber around the golden forest.

Old John was considering whether to take a fishing rod and walk for several kilometers to go fishing in a distant lake. He took a long pole and knocked off the ice picks one by one under the eaves of his house one by one, in case there was any vibration. , these ice picks will fall and hurt any possible people or animals.

Old John didn't have any extra money to pay for the injured. In addition to the food, handicrafts and other valuables that were handed over to the nobles in sufficient quantities every quarter, what Old John could leave was only enough for him and his wife. His family is alive, and if there is a good harvest, they will occasionally go to a dirty place that can barely be called a tavern, and have a few glasses of barley wine mixed with rag water, but they can't go this year, because this year is not a good harvest year Fortunately, he is not a bad age.

Old John looked at the food, fruits, dried meat, etc. hanging in his house through the gaps in the wall made of wooden boards. After thinking about it, he gave up his plan to go fishing in a lake a few kilometers away. Fell into a frozen lake and froze to death?There is no shortage of food yet.

Old John, who was thinking about something, didn't notice the little girl with brown twin ponytails who suddenly came to him. The little girl wanted to speak, but before she could speak, the ice pick on top of her head was smashed off by Old John. One end of the head is facing the top of the little girl's soft-looking head.

Old John secretly cried out in his heart, but he saw the little girl raised her right hand, a small shield with blue patterns, which looked quite cute and beautiful, the little girl lifted it above her head, and the pointed cone that fell down "slapped" "Click" it hit the small shield with a crisp sound, and it shattered into pieces.

"Whose family..."

Just as Old John was about to blame the little girl in front of him, he saw the little girl turn the shield upside down and examine it carefully. It seemed that she thought that the ice pick had left some marks on the shield. It seemed that this little shield-like toy, It is a beloved item for this little girl.

Afterwards, what made Old John interrupt his conversation was the little girl's expression of pouting her mouth in displeasure, and the movement of her small, fleshy hands stroking her shield as if distressed.

The little girl in front of her felt quite wronged.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, my Jialahan scared you."

Before Old John could react, a black-haired, thin-looking boy walked up to the little girl and rubbed the top of the little girl's head skillfully with one hand: "Actually, we want to ask , where is this?"

Old John looked at the boy in front of him with some vigilance. Judging from the slightly rough palms of the boy in front of him, he should not be a child of a nobleman who came out to travel, but...

Old John noticed a group of girls standing not far behind the boy. At first glance, there seemed to be six or seven or eight?Although there are two or three of them who seem to be wearing poor clothes, the rest of the girls, no matter in terms of appearance or clothing, come from quite different backgrounds. The two knights in full body armor, the girls with extraordinary temperament And the ones with long ears... wait, long ears?

"Hey... I've said it all, Percival, you should wear a cloak, you are so conspicuous."