My Sister is Arturia

"Huh? There's something strange, I'm used to it!" Lancelot "cut", opened his mouth, and learned to sniff his nose like Artoria, although he himself Talking to himself, he whispered, "It doesn't smell like salted fish..."

"Where's Brother Arthur?" Galahan asked anxiously, holding Artoria's arm.

"Well, it's right to follow this direction, it shouldn't be too far away from us."

Arturia looked at the sun above her head. It was already noon. It had been a few hours since she found Arthur disappeared and tracked him down. No matter what, she had to find her brother!

no.246 Saving Private Arthur

After determining Arthur's direction, under the leadership of Artoria, Merlin, Lancelot, Garahan, Gavin, Bedivere, Triss, Percival and Miss Donkey followed After going out, and as the deputy head of the Knights of the Holy Sword and the leader of the defense force, Kai had to return to his camp and temporarily parted from Artoria and the others.

When Duke Putai's team set off again, Arturia and the others also chased in the direction where Arthur disappeared.

At the same time, over a mysterious island far away from the British mainland, huge wings that covered the sky and the sun glided past.

The black dragon Onyxia hovered over the island for a while, then finally swooped down, and then landed on a clearing in the center of the island.

There were no buildings on the surface of the clearing, but when the black dragon Onyxia landed on the clearing, bright yellow eyes appeared one after another in the surrounding jungle, and soon, a pair of feet appeared In the shape of claws, the dragon man whose body was covered with black scales came out.

"Master Onyxia."

The dragon man bowed down respectfully to Onyxia.

"Ahem." Onyxia seemed to have not been treated with such respect for a long time, and felt a little uncomfortable for a while, but soon, Onyxia found a tone that suited her. , asked the dragon man in front of him: "Where is my brother? I feel that he should be here, right?"

"Nefarian is studying the power of elements, and he doesn't allow us to disturb him, so we don't know exactly where Lord Nefarian is."

The black dragon man lowered his head slightly, and said this to Onyxia.

"What? Hiding and researching again? Really, I really don't know what I've been researching all day long. First I got out your defective products, and now I'm researching what elemental power? Is it to change my job to magic? Are you a teacher? Why don’t you just go to the human world and become a great prophet.” Onyxia murmured dissatisfiedly, then looked at the little dragon in front of her, and asked again: “Are you really I don't know where my brother went?"

"Master Onyxia, I really don't know..."

The dragon man in front of him said with a confused look.

"Forget it, I'll look for it again. If my brother comes back, tell him that I'm looking for him and let someone come to me immediately." After Onyxia left this sentence, Soaring into the sky again, the huge wings flapped up and down, and the huge body rose into the sky.

When Onyxia visited the mysterious island, in the distant British mainland, the capital of the British Empire, the edge of Camelot, the center of the power of the entire British Empire, the majestic Camelot Castle.

A tall man with beautiful black hair, holding an exquisite scepter, stood on the balcony of Camelot Castle, overlooking the city with huge buildings below, Camelot.

Altminster Cathedral stands in the center of the city. When the seagulls pass by the ice-free port, the bells echo over the city, and the praying people walk into the church one after another, looking at everything in front of them. The black-haired man took a deep breath and smiled.

"It's such a wonderful world. Seeing all this going on in an orderly manner before my eyes is the most wonderful moment, isn't it? I'm really looking forward to the upcoming martial arts tournament and the new king we're about to choose .”

The man holding the scepter was talking to himself, then turned around casually, and walked down the balcony. There was another man with a gloomy expression standing in the room.

"You're right, Lord Great Prophet." The man standing below with a gloomy face said.

"You should also participate in the martial arts competition, right? My leader of the Knights." The man called the Great Prophet found a place to sit down at random, and then said to the man next to him.

"If the Great Prophet wants me to participate, I will work hard to gain glory." The man straightened his body, clenched one hand into a fist, and put it on his chest, as if facing the big man in front of him. The Prophet expresses his allegiance.

"Glory is not too much for any one person, my leader." The Great Prophet smiled, then looked seriously, and asked, "Is Duke Putaitou going to the city?"

"Yes, the Duke is less than a day's journey away from Camelot, and he should arrive in Camelot early tomorrow morning." The man who was called the leader nodded and said so.

"Well, I can't wait to see my old friends. I've been staying in the same city, which makes me feel a little bored, as well as those useless mages from the Mage Association. It's been so many days, yes The research on the power of elements has not made any progress at all, don't they know that this is our only chance to defeat the Anglo-Saxons?" The Great Prophet seemed to be expressing his dissatisfaction, but nothing could be seen on his face Angry look came.

The man with a gloomy face was silent for a while, as if he didn't know much about the field of magic, so he didn't express his indirect, but the great prophet didn't ask him what he meant, just picked up a letter casually, The signature on the letter is from the southernmost family in the kingdom of Wessex, the family named Judson.

"I remember that the Judson family controls the southernmost rich port city, but has the business all the year round made them weaker? Even foreign invasions can't be resisted, and the city seems to be occupied. It's pathetic, Weisser Is the kingdom of X is so weak that it can't even protect its own city?"

The Great Prophet smiled, but did not open the letter, as if he had already guessed the contents of the letter.

"I think this has something to do with their troops being sent to the northern front line, but now their troops are on their way back to help, and they should start to conquer that city next." The hazy man nodded and said. .

"It is true, but after the city is taken back, it is still a bit hard to say whether it belongs to the Judson family. Forget it, it is not impossible to help them a little." The Great Prophet smiled, then stood up with the envelope, and the envelope was closed. The surname of the believer is covered, but it can be seen in the place of the name, which says "Great Prophet Victor."

"Go get ready, my lord leader, the great battle for king selection is about to begin. Before that, let the upcoming martial arts tournament present the most perfect opening ceremony. I can't wait to join this dance Among the..."

As the voice of the Great Prophet faded away, his figure gradually disappeared into the corridor of the castle.

The man with a gloomy face lowered his head slightly, then turned around and left the place.

Today in Camelot is still as peaceful as usual.

Not far from Camelot, around an abandoned mine, some green-skinned people stared at the surrounding environment vigilantly, although no one could be seen within a few miles. Looks like this, but these green-skinned people still don't seem to relax in the slightest.

They are wearing small leather armor, holding short knives with notches in their hands, and they have disgusting names——

goblin.

Legend has it that they are mutants of elves, but goblins are far inferior to elves in terms of appearance, strength, let alone their affinity with nature. On the contrary, Dijing is a bit like his lover, good at mining, forging, and There are inventions.

However, in the distant War of the Three Clans, after the rebellious dwarves and humans drove them out of the ground, even the superb forging civilization created by the goblins was basically swallowed up and used by humans, and the dwarves looked down on the goblins. level of craftsmanship.

Goblins, on the other hand, were driven to live underground. Occasionally, there would be news that goblins who could not survive underground came out in groups from the ground to attack humans or dwarf towns and villages. It may not be possible to encounter it a few times, and people don't care much about the threat of goblins.

Those sentry goblins looked around. Not long after, a new group of goblins came out of the mine, walked up to those sentry goblins and whispered, and soon these goblins repented of the mine. , disappeared above the ground.

And not long after the intruders in front of him disappeared, in an abandoned house not far away, Lancelot was staring at the entrance of the mine seriously, then turned to look behind him partners.

"I didn't see Arthur, but I saw a goblin, Arturia, do you mean Arthur turned into a goblin?"

Lancelot didn't look like he was joking.

"What, what?! Brother Arthur has turned into a terrible goblin?!" Hearing Lancelot's words, Garahan turned pale with shock.