Synopsis: The First Step, The Princess’ Fiancé

Guinevere, who was secretly delighted in her heart, finally showed her fangs.

"Lord Artio, I need the divine power of the Mother Earth."

Guinevere waved her hand against the ground.

Click.

There was a crack in the ground.

Then, two things flew out from the crack.

One thing is a large urn made of pure gold, the height of a child.

The other thing is a long-handled double-edged sword covered with rust, like broken copper and iron.

"Um?"

The double-edged sword is very tattered. It is the type that is thrown on the side of the road, and no one will give it a second look.

However, Artio ignored the gorgeous and dazzling golden urn.

All attention was focused on the broken sword.

Artio, the goddess of the earth, recognized Broken Sword at a glance.

It is the weapon of the last king - the sword of salvation.

"You recognize it."

Deep in Guinevere's eyes, a feverish flame burned.

"As long as there is a sword of salvation, He Chou can't kill those god-killing demon kings."

"It turns out that you were already prepared."

Artio couldn't refute Guinevere.

The King of the End is a "steel" hero who specializes in clearing up demons.

Relying on his strength to deal with the godslayer is indeed the best policy.

"You said just now that you need the divine power of the Earth Mother."

Artio's gaze turned to the golden urn.

Guinevere took out two things, it would not be unreasonable, the golden urn must be useful. .

Chapter 296

The Sword of Salvation has nothing to do with Mother Earth.

Then, the thing related to the divine power of the Earth Goddess must be it.

"What a disgusting feeling."

For some reason, Artio felt very uncomfortable.

It came suddenly without any basis.

He insisted on finding a reason for the past, and that was the intuition of Mother Earth.

Destroyed the golden urn.

Such thoughts can't help but emerge in my mind, and as time goes by, they become more and more intense.

"Lord Artio, this is the divine tool - the Holy Grail of Magic."

Since Artio didn't show it, Guinevere didn't know what she was thinking.

Guinevere, who was immersed in the joy of achieving her goal, proudly introduced the Holy Grail to Guinevere.

"The origin of the title of the wandering hero of the last king is because every time the last king is resurrected, it is not in a complete state."

"He needs to wander in the world, absorb the essence of the earth, and restore his own strength."

"Before my reincarnation, I was still the Goddess of the Earth, and I couldn't bear it. Before I was about to die, I made the Holy Grail of Magic with my corpse."

"The function of the Holy Grail of Magic is to store the divine power of the Earth Mother, and to help the King of the End save the process of collecting the earth's spirit through wandering."

"if only......"

hum.

As Guinevere was talking, a chilling killing intent descended on her.

"Uh."

The words stopped abruptly, and Guinevere turned her head stiffly.

Artio's indifferent gaze fixed on her firmly.

"Divine Ancestor, you dare to beat your concubine, you are not small."

"Could it be that you feel that your concubine is injured, and with the support of someone behind you, you can do whatever you want?"

How could Artio not understand Guinevere's mind now?

"I....."

Guinevere wanted to defend herself and stabilize Aldio, but she couldn't find an ideal argument.

When it was over, she was too complacent.

Guinevere would never be able to forgive herself if the plan failed because of this.

"How to do."

Guinevere's brain twitched, thinking of a remedy.

Guinevere understands Arteo's anger.

When the roles of the two sides are reversed, she will also be furious.

Now that he annoyed Artio and played a good hand to a pulp, it was impossible to carry out the original plan.

For today's plan, we can only use strength.

"Master Artio."

Guinevere lowered her head to prevent Artio from seeing the fierce light in her eyes.

Just when Guinevere was about to call her guardian, the knight of the lake, to attack Arteo, another accident happened.

"If you can destroy the demon kings in the world, it's not impossible for your concubine to give up her divine power."

"However, the pride of my concubine does not allow myself to assist the enemy of our mother goddess."

"But the six godslayers are alive, and they cannot be chosen by their concubines."

"Do you want the divine power of the concubine body? The concubine body will give you."

The cold murderous aura gradually disappeared.

Aldeo's words changed abruptly, turning in the direction Guinevere wanted.

"what?"

Guinevere looked up in surprise.

Unexpectedly, after turning around a lot, he returned to the same place.

"Master Artio, you, what are you saying is true?"

"It's true, the concubine is a queen, and she never speaks empty words."

Artio said proudly.

"Thank you, Lord Artio, I promise that your efforts will be rewarded."

Guinevere was glad she had calmed down.

Otherwise, things will really spiral out of control.

"How should the concubine cooperate with you?"

Now that it's decided, let's not be sloppy.

Artio is worthy of being a queen, she is quite resolute,

"I don't need your cooperation, everything is left to me."

"Lord Artio, you..."

"My concubine thought that the two of you could negotiate some good countermeasures, but such a result is really disappointing."

"I wasted a lot of time because of my concubine, hiding in the dark and eavesdropping on your conversations."

At a critical moment, a third person's voice sounded at the scene.

･･･ Ask for flowers ･･･

Huh.

A slender thing galloped from a distance with a sound of breaking the air.

"Sneak attack?"

"Who? Acting so despicable?"

After repeated twists and turns, Guinevere couldn't hold back her anger.

Why is there always someone interrupting? Could it be that God doesn't want the last king to wake up?

As for Artio, her mood is even less wonderful.

Click.

The slender object passed between Guinevere and Altheo, who were dodging, and stood upright on the ground.

The eyes of the two were unconsciously attracted.

It was a black sickle that was longer than a normal person's height.

"You want to dedicate your life to the Holy Grail?"

........0

The previous voice sounded again, as high as a queen.

"Since you don't want to live, I will accept your life rudely."

It's hard to feel comfortable with such rude words.

Artio and Guinevere frowned, looking in the direction the voice came from.

The girl whose words and deeds are high and who do not put the goddess of beasts in the eye is a girl.

The girl was about twelve or three years old, and she looked extremely cute.

Her hair is moon-like silver, and she wears a simple, ancient Greek-style dress.

Her petite body exudes a majesty and aura that doesn't match her.

The most striking thing is the girl's eyes.

Dark, deep, like the incarnation of night.

At this moment, flames were burning in the pair of black pupils, as if to burn Arteo to ashes.

"Um?"

Artio was puzzled.

You, have you ever done something wrong to a girl?

......

In Brittany, Guinevere's home base, a struggle began.

All this, Yu Gong did not know.

After returning to modern times from the fifth century AD, he only lived in Sardinia for one day, and then returned to the ancient country with Chi Yuan, Bianca and others.

Ancient country, JX province.