Hellish Affairs

It's because you guys are so nice to me suddenly that I'm afraid to die... I really don't want to leave everyone.

I don't want to leave Joyas Pendragon... I don't want to die...

Why did this guy talk to Merlin for so long... Mordred couldn't hold on any longer and poked his head out of the quilt.

Suddenly there was a loud commotion outside——

"What's wrong?" Mordred frowned, the pupils in his green eyes shrank, he quickly turned over, and fell off the bed deftly.

"Cha-"

A black vine-like shot pierced his bed from him in an instant with a black breath from the underworld.

Mordred opened his eyes wide, and with his combat experience, magic power was released.

"Ugh..."

There was a sharp pain in the lungs, and a stream of heat came out of the throat.

But Mordred still gritted his teeth, slowly releasing his magic power, and the red and silver armor wrapped her thin body.

"Ha!" Mordred jumped up, severing the tentacles from the underworld——

[Are you Mordred...] The severed vine tentacles rolled on the ground and asked in a female deep and ethereal voice.

Mordred frowned, without words, the vines continued—

【You just mentioned the name of Joyas Pendragon, right? 】

Hearing Joyas' name, Mordred's pupils shrank instantly——

"Who are you...?" Mordred pointed at the vine with the tip of his red sword.

……

……

"Inherent enchantment?" Joyas whispered.

"No, holy sword user..." Hassan Sabah's voice filled the surroundings, and the sound of water came from his ears. Joyas' red eyes were like two bright lights in this black space, making him stand in the dark. You can still see it clearly.

He looked around, he was now at the mouth of a river, and the surroundings were dark like river water.

When he looked back, a man twice as strong as Joyas, wearing a black armor and holding a silver magic sword in both hands stood in front of him——

The piercing aura broke through Joyas' defense in an instant, and just as he was hesitating, the silver light of the sword flashed—the ordinary magic sword shot out powerful magic power, and it slashed at Joyas. Pendragon.

Joyas was not affected by this powerful murderous aura——

"when--"

Sword to sword clashed several times in just a few minutes.

"Holy Sword Envoy, I was entrusted to take your head..." said the old man of the mountain.

Joyas Pendragon frowned slightly. The possibility of Wang Hassan being able to defeat him is very low...very low...it's not that magic power, holy sword, or defense are inferior to others, but the heart.

He knows this...

Wang Hassan was extremely powerful. Although his physique was much larger than Joyas', he turned the blade nimbly and suddenly. The eyes burning red flames in his skull mask were like a round of candlelight in the dark.

He had no killing intent, but it was not easy for Joyas to resist.

Infused with magic power, Joyas met his sword, and suddenly someone seemed to reach out from the water and pulled him into the water——

But he, who was blessed by the fairy, is an inviolable person of the lake, and seems to be completely immune to these lake waters, but he still fell on the lake, and countless pairs of pale and rotten hands kept climbing up from the water——

"It's alive!"

"Life..."

"Save us, dragon."

"It's the flesh..."

"..."

All kinds of voices roared unwillingly, constantly trying to pull Joyas into the lake——

"hateful……"

what is this?ghost?Joyas Pendragon looked at the countless pale hands reaching out to him... Is this the underworld?

"Back off! Unjust soul!" The old man wearing a skull mask standing with a pillar of sword gave an order, and the surface of the water shook - countless hands instantly disintegrated...

"Here is... the water of the Gjoll River," the Mountain Man whispered.

After being scolded and scattered, the ghost disappeared. Joyas took a deep breath and slowly stood up from the river——

"Are you sent by Alaya to kill me?"

A low laugh came from under the mask of the old man of the mountain, "It's my fate, but now, I don't need to do anything, the underworld has already been moved here..."

Joyas opened his eyes wide... Then he looked around, the Holy Grail that King Bei got from the Kingdom of Death, so the Holy Grail is probably Hela's thing. The Underworld and the Holy Grail are connected...

Damn, I should have thought of that sooner.

"I'm afraid it's impossible to get back the Holy Grail." Joyas said in a low voice, while holding the holy sword tightly with both hands, the armor made a sound of metal friction, and his pair of red eyes were firm--

"The Holy Grail has been fixed here by the spear of Rungomigniad, the anchor of the world..." His words were spoken by the goddess Hela who would pull him and King Hassan into the underworld together.

"Holy sword envoy, why?" The old man of the mountain asked after a moment of silence, "I have fully heard what you and the queen of the land of shadows said, you are doing the opposite..."

Joyas raised his eyes and looked at Wang Hassan. It seemed that he was a servant sent here by Alaya, following the fate set by the source. Joyas Pendragon had indeed expected this day long ago. The so-called reward for the mission [Review of the Age of Gods] issued to him since the betrayal has not been obtained yet.

Doesn't this prove that the so-called Britain has not been saved, or that the "Retrospect of the Age of Gods" he mentioned is not just Britain at all. To put it in a conspiracy theory, it has an inseparable relationship with Odin.

"I like the life of ordinary people, but I am doing something against my fate. From this point of view, what have you got? Is it hypocrisy?!"

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The second PY was written by a good friend I know, super typewriter "I open a restaurant in Fuyuki"

There is one more chapter to be written.

Chapter 070 Dragon Son, Follow Your Fate

"What did you get? Hypocrisy?!"

The old man of the mountain seemed to feel a little angry. He was in the underworld, but he didn't pay attention to the underworld at all.

Joyas Pendragon frowned, thinking that he didn't want to explain too much. The top priority now was to find Hela and give her a heavy blow, but he resolutely denied it.

"In your opinion, am I a hypocrite?" Joyas raised his sword, and his feet stepped on the lake surface, rippling slowly, "Or am I a person with a painful heart?"

The old man on the mountain stood leaning on his sword and did not answer——

"What I said to the Queen of the Shadowlands doesn't contradict what I'm doing now, because Britain is something my friends hold dear."

The old man of the mountain froze for a moment.

"Mordred." Joyas took a deep breath, and then continued: "Artoria, Merlin, and the Knights of the Round Table are my friends, and we cannot just stand by..."

"...You are really not a good enough friend." The old man of the mountain sighed, "If you are really a friend, you should just sit idly by like that magician of flowers..."

"?"

"Dragon son, follow your fate." The man on the mountain replied indifferently, "The Camelot dynasty is bound to fall... More than a struggle, the ending is more tragic, or die in rebellion, or be swallowed by the Holy Grail, or become Underworld..."

Joyas was about to open his mouth to refute, when the man on the mountain suddenly raised his hand and stretched out his finger to his mouth, signaling him not to speak—

"Dragon son..." said the old man of the mountain, "I came here for this reason, because your struggle will lead to the extinction of mankind, and the world will lead to extreme disaster..."

"..."

"...Do you think I'm a person with pain in my heart?" Joyas said suddenly.

Wang Hassan once said to Fujimaru Tachika in the game that he should not express his understanding to those who hate him.Do not give approval to those who are happy.There is no praise to be given to those who are in pain.

Joyas has always agreed with this.

"I'm not a person with pain in my heart. I'm sorry. Even if you tell me that more pain than struggle, more sorrow than resistance, the so-called pain and sorrow are all in your eyes..."

"I'm not one for pain."

"...Struggling and facing a more miserable future, don't you think it is painful?" The old man of the mountain said after a moment of silence.

"I take pleasure in resisting the fate that is unfair to me, and so do my friends." Joas Pendragon raised his sword, the sword was wrapped in golden light, and the flaming eyes of the mountain man flickered a bit--

Joyas Pendragon's sword is not sharp, and the sword body wrapped in Avalon cannot use the power of the legendary hand-splitting giant Attila's holy sword more than 1 years ago, but it can Feel him growing.

Maybe Gaia also thinks he can succeed... But in such an abandoned world line, a world without any vitality, the last struggle to save himself...

"The words are beautiful, then I will not interfere in the battle between you and the goddess of the underworld." The person who has become a heroic spirit and abides by the root destiny calmly shook his head, "But afterwards, I must take your head."

"...Okay, then if I beat you and the goddess of the underworld, then I owe you a favor, and if I die, then you owe me a favor." Joaspendragon raised the corners of his mouth and said to Said this powerful old man.

"why?"

"The winner always compensates the loser."

What's the point?But the man on the mountain did not refute, but looked at Joyas.

"I would like to ask you to return my holy sword to Vivienne, the fairy of the lake."

"Hmph." The old man of the mountain gave a deep laugh, and then disappeared in place, his voice filled the random air, "The white magician will return it for you, so change your wish."

Just as Joyas Pendragon was about to speak, he saw countless wraiths start to cry.

Joyas injected magic power into the holy sword, and a shot of the holy sword cut through the dark sky of the underworld, and then broke out from the ground—but he appeared outside Camelot.

Now the underworld has completely covered Camelot, and at the same time, the inherent enchantment has been launched.

And he, Scathach and the others were isolated from the enchantment, and the large-scale magic of the inherent enchantment, which corrodes the outside world, has been completed, and it is constantly deriving outward.

The holy grail brought by the kingdom of the dead has been connected to the underworld from the very beginning...

"Joyas, where have you been?" Scathach twirled his red magic gun, and said in a flat tone: "The situation is not good."

After all, the other party is just passing by here, and there is no need to continue to work for you, not to mention that even Skaha knows that the destruction of Britain is absolutely predestined.

But beyond Joyas' expectations, Scathach suddenly said, "I, Scathach, have already accepted the souls of the living people in Camelot."

Joyas Pendragon looked at Scathach in surprise, and Scathach looked strangely at him, so he explained in a rare way: "It's easy to think, the power of this goddess is blessed by the Holy Grail, I am not here at all, and the only way to completely defeat it is to sever the connection between it and the Holy Grail."