The Troubles of the Holy Maiden [Comprehensive]

On the other side, Arturia and Lancelot in the royal city were in a state of desperation at this time, and were forced by Long Yan to dodge left and right. After a while, they were injured.

Arturia was alright, but she was burnt by the embers of the Dragon Flame, and the power of the scabbard of the Sword of Oath of Victory allowed her to heal quickly, as if she hadn't been injured.Lancelot was not so lucky, he injured his leg trying to prevent the falling boulder from hitting Artoria.

Arturia saw Lancelot's situation, and immediately said, "Go to the side first and hide, I will give you the scabbard."

Lancelot couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and responded: "You should carry it yourself, don't take it off, you are more dangerous than me. I'll just take a break, you support it first, and I'll give it to you." call someone."

Artoria immediately continued: "Don't let them participate, it's useless if they come, the black dragon is not something that can be dealt with by crowd tactics."

Saying that, Artoria quickly left Lancelot, drawing the attention of the black dragon to the other side.Now for this black flying dragon, she has no good solution, she can only support it first, hoping that Fu Tigeng's dragon transformation will not last too long.

But Arturia's Knights still came to support them. Although everyone had nothing to do with the dragon flying in the sky, they also shared part of the firepower, allowing Artoria to breathe for a while.But as Artoria said, there is no way to use the flying dragon in the crowd tactics. The guards in the royal city are all dispatched, and the archers are aiming at the evil dragon in the sky in rows, but it is useless. Give the black dragon a tickle.

Seeing her comrades injured one by one, Artoria felt pain in her heart, a sense of helplessness rose in her heart, she looked up at the circling black dragon, deeply hated why she couldn't fly and could only be crushed and beaten on the ground.

'No, you have to get him down first. ’ thought Artoria.

Artoria's heart was broken, and she decided to use herself to lure the black dragon. The purpose of Futigeng was her. Rather than burning her to death remotely, she probably wanted to tear her to pieces with his own hands.So Arturia ran wildly, trying to lead the dragon to an open place, so as not to drag others down.

Seeing Artoria's actions, Lancelot swung his sword to smash down the stones wrapped in fire, and shouted, "Al! What are you going to do!" He dragged his handicapped legs to that side. Chasing after, it's a pity that Artoria is much more flexible than her, and led the black dragon away in a while.

'Damn, Al is too impulsive! Lancelot was anxious and sweating.

"Don't worry, where did she go?" Suddenly a voice came, and Lancelot turned his head in surprise.

"Teacher Merlin! That's great, Al is going there, the black dragon is chasing her and attacking!"

When Merlin heard the answer, he sped up his magic and rushed in that direction.

On the other side, Artoria has successfully led the dragon to the square outside the king's city. There are no buildings here, and the black dragon cannot use falling objects from the sky, and Artoria cannot hide.She dodged the black dragon's flames in embarrassment, her body and face were covered with ashes from the flames and the dust from rolling on the ground.She looked at the non-landing flying dragon, gritted her teeth and was about to face the flames deliberately, intending to use her injuries to lure the black dragon down.

The scorching flames fell from the sky, and Artoria closed her eyes to meet the heat wave. After a while, she didn't feel the expected burning sensation on her body. She opened her eyes and saw a figure standing in front of her. His long and curly white hair Draped behind him, the arm wrapped in a white robe held a black staff aloft. The light from the staff formed a hemispherical barrier that enveloped the two of them, and the fiery dragon flames were isolated by the barrier.

The white-robed man in front of him turned his head slightly, and it was Merlin. Merlin glanced at Arturia who was kneeling on the ground, and said with disgust, "Are you only self-harm? Don't say you are my student when you go out."

The veins on Arturia's forehead were throbbing, and the emotion in her heart was fed to the dog.She knew she was in the wrong, so she could only say sullenly, "Understood, don't tell Fran."

Merlin snorted softly, but didn't answer.

Artoria then asked: "If Futigeng can't come down, I can't attack. Merlin, can you do anything?"

Merlin turned his head, looked intently at the black dragon in the sky, and said with a smile: "Really, I have to do it in the end, and Fran will really cause trouble for me." While complaining, he told Artoria: "Look out. , find the right time."

As soon as the words fell, Merlin slammed the staff in his hand on the ground, and a complicated magic circle emerged from the bottom of the staff and spread outward quickly.Dazzling rays of light emanated from the circle, enveloping the two of them and the black dragon.

Fu Tigeng who turned into a black dragon felt his body sank, as if he had lost control of himself, and the huge black dragon fell down uncontrollably.

At the moment when the black dragon was about to hit the ground, Arturia approached the black dragon that was about to get rid of the dizzy state with a sprint and jump, and drew out the holy sword from the other side, and an impact landed on the neck of the black dragon, deeply stabbing the holy sword Poked into a crescent-shaped scale.

With a mournful dragon cry, the black dragon fell to the ground.

Panting, Artoria pulled out the holy sword and jumped off the dragon's body.

The black dragon was not dead yet, lying on the ground panting heavily, no longer had the strength to straighten up, the dragon's blood flowed out from Ni Lin's wound, staining the marble floor of the square red.

The bolder citizens and guards approached cautiously, and cheered when they saw this scene.

"The dragon is dead, the dragon is slain."

"It was the warrior who slew the dragon!"

"Who is he? Who is that warrior?"

"Look, he has the holy sword!"

"I know! He's Prince Arthur! Prince Arthur is back!"

Arturia looked at the fallen black dragon indifferently, only to see billowing black smoke billowing from the black dragon's body, and the dragon's blood on the ground evaporated along with the black smoke.

The billowing black smoke cleared away, the huge black dragon figure disappeared, and there was only one naked person lying on the ground, it was Fu Ti Geng.His body was so thin that only a handful of bones remained, and a big hole was cut in his chest. Black and red blood flowed all over his body, as if he had been covered with a dark red robe.

Futigeng hadn't died yet, he stared at Arturia with his bloodshot eyes, and smiled strangely.Blood gushed from his mouth, staining his teeth red.

"You, do you think you won? This...is just the beginning. Today, I was killed by my nephew, and one day, you will die at the hands of your younger generation. How ridiculous...this... .It is the fate of the Pendoragon family."

Looking at the dying Futigeng, Arturia was expressionless, but stepped forward to look at him, and said softly, "You didn't die at the hands of your nephew, but your niece."

Futigeng's eyes widened suddenly, and then he lost his breath.

Artoria killed Futigeng, and her Knights and Camelot's reinforcements successfully took over the royal city.

Arturia strolled in the castle full of childhood memories, and the soldiers who came and went saluted her respectfully.After this war, most of the castle was destroyed, and those places full of memories can never be found again.She walked step by step, watched bit by bit, trying to print these pictures into her mind finally.

'here it is?library. Arturia thought to herself looking at the fairly complete building in front of her.

'Great, it hasn't been damaged yet.Those books should be fine. ' Arturia walked into the library while thinking.She looked up and down the bookcases, one by one, and smelled the faint smell of ink and musty smell of paper.All I can think about are my mother’s bedtime fairy tales when I was young, playing hide-and-seek with my brother in the library, and, on sunny afternoons, my cousin Morgan gently reciting those legendary stories with a book in her hand.

'Wait, Morgan, where's Cousin Morgan? Only then did Arturia realize that Cousin Morgan should still be in the royal city, but no subordinates reported.

'Could it be?She ran away, too, and I killed her father, and she was afraid I would hurt her too. 'Artoria laughed to herself.

Suddenly, Arturia noticed a figure in the corner of a bookshelf.

"Who is it?" Arturia asked sharply.

The figure curled up in the dark corner of the bookshelf, and couldn't help trembling when he heard Arturia's voice.

Artoria approached and saw that it was a thin woman.She has long black hair and is wearing a dark green noble girl costume.She curled up in a corner with her legs crossed, her face buried in her slender arms, and she couldn't see her face clearly, except for the top of her head wearing a small golden crown.

Artoria looked at the woman's golden crown and realized something.She leaned down and asked softly, "Cousin? Is it Cousin Morgan?"

The woman's body trembled, she obviously heard it but didn't answer.

Artoria said patiently: "Cousin, it's okay, no one will hurt you, I promise."

Only then did the woman raise her head, revealing a pair of green eyes and thin cheeks. She looked at Artoria timidly, and asked hoarsely, "Are you? Arthur?"

Arturia was slightly taken aback, then nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, cousin. Don't be afraid, get up." She stretched out her hand as an invitation, trying to pull the woman up.

The woman looked at Artoria's outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, and put her thin and ugly hand on it.

When the woman raised her arm, the wide sleeves slid down along with the movement.At this time, Artoria noticed the scars and holes on the woman's arm.

Arturia grabbed the woman's arm and said in surprise: "This is it!" As expected, she could smell the faint smell of blood on the woman's body, as well as the woman's abnormal pale complexion.As if her brain had been struck by lightning, Arturia instantly understood something, trembling with anger.

"This is, this is what he did, right? In order to increase the concentration of the dragon blood, he took your blood, didn't he? You are his own daughter!"

The woman hurriedly covered the ugly scar on her arm with her sleeves, and remained silent.

Artoria looked at her sister who had been taking care of her since she was a child, feeling sad for a while.She stepped forward and gently hugged the woman, and said gently but firmly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, no one will hurt you anymore, come with me, Sister Morgan, I will take you out of this place."

The chaos in Londinium has been dealt with, and the people sent by Fran calmed down the nobles and ministers who had undergone a sudden change, either to appease or to clean up, and most of the lords also recognized Al Toria's status and willingness to pledge allegiance.Ordinary people in the city also returned to normal life by various means.It can be said that the negative impact of this coup was quickly eliminated, and the situation was well stabilized.

Fran stayed in Camelot to coordinate with all parties, and communicated with Artoria through the magic mirror.

"Do you want to move the political center to Camelot?" Fran asked after listening to Artoria's statement.

Artoria nodded and explained: "Yes, this battle has caused great damage to the royal city, and more than half of the castle has been destroyed. It is a huge project to rebuild, and it will take a lot of money. But if you don't rebuild, It doesn’t have the defense capabilities that a country should have. So I think, instead of arduously rebuilding, it’s better to establish the capital directly in Camelot, where most of the facilities are complete, and just need to build a little.” She was embarrassed He smiled, and continued: "Besides, I like Camelot, and I feel more secure there."

Fran listened carefully to Artoria's opinion, and thought for a while: "What you said is also reasonable, but if this is the case, we will have to re-negotiate with those noble ministers, after all, most of their roots are in Londinium. But it’s okay, it’s not that difficult.”

Only then did Arturia smile easily, and said, "Then, I will leave some people in Londinium and return to Camelot. I want to see you soon."

After hearing this, Fran couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I'm really good at acting like a baby. I will prepare a celebration banquet to welcome our dragon-slaying hero."

A few days later, Arturia and her party returned to Camelot.Fran took Camelot's ministers and representatives from various walks of life to meet Arturia and the others outside the city.The residents of Camelot learned that the lord's successor, Master Al, was the Prince Arthur who disappeared ten years ago, and now the new king Arthur who defeated the evil dragon Futigeng was honored.They all rejoiced and warmly welcomed Artoria's return.

As soon as Artoria, who was riding a white horse, saw the beautiful girl with blond hair and white dress at the front of the city gate, she accelerated her horse and moved forward.She came to Flan, jumped down lightly, ran to Flan, and hugged her: "Flan!"

Fran was taken aback by Artoria's passionate behavior, but she hugged her back tenderly and stroked the hair on top of her head gently.

"It's good to come back, um, it's really hard this time."

Several knights who were familiar with Fran following Artoria also rode over, got off their horses immediately, and started chatting around Fran.

Not far away, Morgan, who was sitting in the carriage, saw the scene ahead, and asked the knight guarding the carriage curiously, "Who is that girl with blond hair and white dress?"

The knight took a look and replied, "That is Miss Guinevere Frankenstein, the niece of the lord, the most honorable woman in the city."

Morgan Ruo and Susi glanced ahead, and then asked: "She looks very young, did she grow up with Arthur?"

The knight paused, and said honestly: "Miss Frankenstein does look young and beautiful, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the most beautiful woman in Camelot. But she is not the same age as Your Highness. Miss Frankenstein was ten years ago. She looks like a young girl, and she has been handling Camelot's affairs as the lieutenant's deputy. Your Highness can be said to have been brought up by Miss Frankenstein."

After hearing this, Morgan smiled and said, "So, Arthur can grow up safely and grow up so well. It's really thanks to their uncles and nephews."

On Fran's side, the knights mounted their horses again, led by Artoria, and entered the city to receive the cheers and blessings of the people.

The entire city of Camelot seemed to have become an ocean of joy, filled with ribbons, flowers, and the scent of food and wine.People on the street dressed in their best clothes to pay tribute to the heroes.

Artoria sat upright on the horse, smiling and waving to the citizens, and her body was covered with flowers presented by the girls.Looking at this happy scene, she swore in her heart: "This is my city of Camelot, the starting point of my kingly way. I will protect her and make her an unbreakable holy city."