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Then, the girl picked up the local fruit with her soft hands and put it into the mouth of the man who asked her to give up the rest of her life.

"Be proud of yourself. Rewarding you is the duty of the heir to Britain." Bawan Xi now looks at Qian Yi as if Yuan Shao looks at the protagonist of Dynasty Warriors, and is about to transform into a lady from a noble family.

"You're so easy to deal with." Qian Yi complained.

"This kind of thing doesn't matter. Tell me quickly, what should we do next?" Bawan Xi urged.

"Fuck Aurora."

"Aurora? Chief of the Wind Clan, why do you want to kill her?"

"The main reason Morgan agreed to hand Londinium over to me, besides because of your respect, is because there are so many conflicts between humans and fairies here. A slight mistake could lead to a human riot. If humans riot and kill fairies, it will inevitably attract the hatred of the fairies."

"What does this have to do with Aurora?"

"The anti-fairy humans were raised by Aurora and deliberately planted in this city." Qian Yi took out the intelligence he had compiled: "Don't underestimate my intelligence network."

If the fairies in the Fairy Kingdom are almost all the "newborns" of the gods of the Sea Heirs, then Aurora is the birth among the born. As long as she is in a good mood, she can do the worst things without any psychological burden. For example, after Altria and others won the victory, she poisoned the queen of the King's Clan and destroyed the peace; she blamed Morgan for all the disasters and misfortunes of the Fairy Kingdom, causing the queen who gave everything for Britain to die tragically, and so on.

Her evil deeds are so numerous that they are almost impossible to count. It is no exaggeration to say that if it were not for her, many people would have been happy.

Bawan Xi took it and read it, then went straight to Bengbu. The letter lavishly listed Aurora's numerous crimes: smearing Morgan and spreading rumors that negatively affected him; being the mastermind behind the destruction of the Rain and Mirror Clans; tricking the six original fairies into feeding the Horned God poison; stealing King Solomon's strawberry cake, leaving Goetia without one, and then angrily launching a human attack; colluding with the foreign power Alien God and accepting 500,000 quantums from the Alien God...

It cannot be said that they are extremely evil, but they can only be said to be the Cocolia, Mixianshan and Japanese Emperor Sun Xiaochuan of the Type-Moon world.

"But it will be troublesome to deal with Melyusina." Bawan Xi said worriedly. Just like in the history of pan-humanity, Melyusina, who was given the name of Fairy Knight Lancelot by Morgan, is definitely the strongest fighting force in Great Britain. It is precisely because of Melyusina that Aurora has been able to live safely for so many years.

"Don't worry, I've got help."

Qianyi opened the dimensional chat group and started calling his friends.

[Steel Prison]: @All members, raid the noble's house, come quickly.

Tallulah: 111

[Flying Head Barbarian in Lower Level Area]: 111

【I want to eat Mei flavor instant noodles】：111

【Customer service Xiangzi is at your service】：111

[Son of Prophecy]: 111

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In Salisbury, Aurora was enjoying afternoon tea in her bedroom when she heard someone knock on the door.

"Open the door, FBL!"

Before Aurora could react to who it was, the door was kicked open. When she was about to raise her hand and say "Scare me, I'll cast a magic spell", two sub-sky spears suddenly appeared, pierced her hands and nailed her to the wall.

The pain from her wrist penetrated deep into her bones, and the intense pain instantly swept through her body, causing Aurora to scream heart-wrenchingly.

But before Aurora could even scream, Artoria had already struck her in the face with a staff. The sound of the heavy staff hitting bones shook the air, and her beautiful face was sunken, disfiguring it on the spot.

Her eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief, astonishment and pain. Blood flowed from the corners of her lips, staining her cheeks red. Blood slid down her chin, mixed with broken teeth, like bright red tears, dripping onto the ground, splashing a small piece of blood. Her beauty was gone, replaced by a face torn by violence and full of scars.

"Why? Why!?" Aurora spat out a mouthful of blood and let out an incomprehensible roar from her throat.

I don’t even know this group of people, why would they attack me?

She didn't understand, nor did she need to understand, because her knight had already arrived.

"Kill them!" Aurora roared.

The dragon race, like a comet, broke through the speed of sound, smashed through the windows, and stood guard in front of the woman who looked beautiful but was as vicious as a scorpion. Then, what greeted this Melyuchina was——

“Tens of thousands of proverbs!”

"Follow the butterflies, phantoms of the past!"

"EX——calibur!"

"This is the time of judgment!"

"Fierce burning breath."

"A shooting star!!"

"Trash, trash! Die without knowing anything! Painful and phantom weeping!"

Melyuzina crashed.

Aurora felt like she was falling into an icy cave. Melyuchina, who was invincible and even Morgan was wary of her, was defeated so easily.

But for some reason, looking at Melyuzina's miserable condition, she felt a little happy despite her despair, because she was not the only one who was so miserable.

Just as she felt a little happy about this, the defeated Melyuchina struggled to stand up, but collapsed to the ground again. She could only beg, "Let her go, I will do anything."

So disgusting.

It's so disgusting.

You, such a lowly and ugly piece of dirt, are also pitying me?

Aurora felt so disgusted that she wanted to vomit, but now her life and death were in the hands of others, so she could only lower her head and let the other party beg for mercy for her.

"Sir Lancelot, there is no sacrifice too great for Britain to accept, and no betrayal too small for Britain to tolerate." Qian Yi drew out the Ksitigarbha Soul and held it against Aurora's neck.

"I am willing to give my soul, my life, and everything I have for you, Your Majesty, and Britain!" Melyusina decisively gave up everything she had.

Qian Yi smiled at Aurora: "For Lord Lancelot's sake, I'll spare you this time. The next time we meet, I'll kill you!"

The Sub-Sky Spear in Aurora's hand disappeared. She didn't dare to stay for too long. She endured the severe pain and limped downstairs.

Damn it! Damn it! How dare you humiliate me like this!

Wait until next time! Next time I will definitely poison you bastards with poisoned wine...

She cursed and swore in her heart, but when she just walked down the stairs and was about to leave, the young man who promised to spare her life appeared at the door of the Wind Clan Chief's residence, blocking her way.

"Hi~, Aurora, what a coincidence! This is the second time we've met, right after the last time."

Chapter 69 Morgan: Daughter, do you understand what filial piety is?

Aurora is dead.

Holding a letter of apology, he was stabbed 180,000 times and died in the old place of the Mirror Clan. It is inferred that he committed suicide.

The death of the Wind Clan leader caused a great uproar for a period of time.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Qian Yi. He is systematically learning how to manage the country, and trying to implement some good policies to try his hand, and by the way, to improve Morgan's favor, so that the Queen of Winter will give him gold coins as soon as possible and let him manage Great Britain.

The fairy kingdom of Britain, the royal city of Camelot.

At this moment, Morgan was sitting on the throne with her eyes closed to rest. She was far different from the enchanting and beautiful fairy like a rose like Bawan Xi. As the Queen of Winter, Morgan's first impression was that she was cold, ruthless and meticulous.

But for some reason, she seemed to have no energy, as if her face was full of expressions that said, "Overtime is stressful and there is no overtime pay, my teammates are all idiots, the people I manage are all troublemakers, and my daughter would come to me from time to time and ask me if I turned into a caterpillar, and why the world hasn't exploded yet?"

There is a faint feeling of decadence as if she wants to die, but the difference is that as the queen of the fairy kingdom, she will not die, she will only let the fairies die.

Fortunately, in this shitty world, there is still some warmth occasionally, and we meet some people who can warm our hearts.

A few days ago, his daughter Bawan Xi brought him a human being. Right away, she told him a lot of the current shortcomings and problems of Great Britain, and told him how to solve or alleviate these problems in the future, but who is she?

She is the Queen of Winter who has ruled the Fairy Kingdom for two thousand years!

So she was ready to refuse, but the human's eyes were too bright, and the sincerity and honesty in his words and actions seemed so out of place in this fairy country. More importantly, he seemed to have a unique power that made people want to believe in him and believe that he could really bring changes to the world.

Whether it was her daughter's request or other factors, she actually agreed to hand over Londinium to the human named Qianyi and let him manage it. The other party did not disappoint her. After obtaining Londinium, he managed it in an orderly manner within just a few days. He also completely centralized the power of the Wind Clan and gave her an unexpected surprise afterwards.

Qianyi developed a unique food called "blood stick" that can alleviate wildness to a certain extent, satisfying the contradictory psychology of some groups who want to eat meat but can only eat vegetarian food. It is loved by the Fang Clan, and even Woodworth is full of praise for his talent.

Because of this series of reasons, Morgan and Qian Yi communicated more frequently. During the communication, he found that this was a polite, kind and gentle sage philosopher who valued his partners and even his own life. Seeing him was like seeing himself when he was the savior.

The other person is like a worm in his stomach, always able to sense the changes in his emotions. All his worries seem to disappear as soon as he sees the other person. It is no exaggeration to say that every time Morgan sees the other person, it is like Cao Cao seeing Guo Jia or Liu Bei seeing Zhuge Liang. He can't help but sigh, "You are like the breeze blowing across Great Britain. From now on, you can gallop freely under my Great Britain."

Shouldn't I take him away from my daughter? Isn't it a waste of his talent to have Bawan Shi always pestering him?

Morgan was thinking this when she suddenly heard footsteps approaching. She immediately perked up and returned to her queenly appearance.

"Is it Qian Yiqing?"

"Who is Qian Yiqing?"

"Beryl, what can I do for you?"

"Hey, hey, why are you so stern all of a sudden? You were smiling just now."

Beryl Gat, a hidden member of Group A, looked at Morgan, who treated him extremely badly, and became more and more curious about who the Qian Yi he was talking about was.

Are there such people in Britain?

"He's a completely different person from guys like you." Although Morgan didn't want to bother with Beryl, he still told him about Qian Yi's situation because he was his partner.

Hearing this, Beryl immediately raised his hand to stop him. "Wait! So what you're saying is that during the few days I've been making the potion, a beautiful 17-year-old boy, more beautiful than Aurora, more thoughtful than Uther, as capable and talented as Lancelot, as loyal as Grand Duke Scarlet, as brave as Gawain, and with achievements in politics, military, diplomacy, science, and culture, has offered to form a lifelong alliance with you to build Great Britain?"

"That's right." Morgan nodded.

Beryl choked.

Morgan, why don't you take a look at yourself in your magic mirror and see what you look like? Have you been single for so long in Great Britain that you're starting to hallucinate? With your witchy personality, a woman so old that her boots and skirt stick to her, a woman so awful that even dogs would shake their heads at the sight of her, how could you possibly be a good match for this kind of talent?

It sounds like a gem dropped on cow dung.

Morgan saw that Beryl was mocking him in his heart, and his face turned unfriendly: "Do you have any objection to this?"

"I just think that either you have a problem with your brain, or the person you are talking about has a problem with his brain." Beryl spread out his hands.

"How rude, Beryl." A voice completely unfamiliar to Beryl came.

As the sound was heard, two blazing bullets spurted out of the barrel of the gun. The bullets drew a dazzling red trajectory in the air, dragging a blazing energy tail flame at the tail, like a burning meteor, shooting at Beryl's hands at an astonishing speed, tearing his wrists apart.

In the shadows, Qian Yi walked out slowly, holding a golden pistol with a unique design, smooth lines, and as exquisite and deadly as a work of art, pointing it at Beryl.

The Void holds all myriad treasures, the mimicry of the Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire!

"Your Majesty, this man is not as polite as you said." Beryl immediately used magic to treat his hands, but in his mind he was frantically thinking about the origin of the gun used by the other party. He did not feel any trace of magic or magical power at all.

But he was very calm, because this was in front of Morgan, Qian Yi certainly wouldn't dare to attack at will.

--boom!

Qian Yi raised his hand, and a bullet accurately penetrated Beryl's head. The bullet entered from one side of the temple and penetrated his head almost unhindered. The other side cracked instantly, but no blood spurted out because it was all burned by the high temperature.

Beautiful headshot.

Killing someone by pulling a trigger has no aesthetic appeal, but it is surprisingly efficient because it requires no effort at all.

"Magic power and potions are indeed precious things, but they are not more valuable than life, right?" Qian Yi didn't quite understand why Beryl didn't defend himself.

Are you crazy? You're wasting my money.

Qian Yi became more and more angry as he thought about it, and fired dozens of more shots at Beryl's body. The last shot, with tens of thousands of proverbs, turned his ashes into dust.

Morgan on the throne originally wanted to help Beryl block the attack. After all, kings need to maintain solemnity and are prohibited from fighting. But when she thought of Beryl's ridicule, she didn't take action. Who knew that she was really shot in the head and died.

She felt inexplicably uncomfortable, but she couldn't say it was her fault, so she coughed lightly and quickly changed the subject: "Qian Yiqing, what can I do for you?"

"Morgan, I'm here to push for a band disbandment tax."

"what?"

Chapter 70: Kakugami: Why do you want to play Kasuga Shadow?

Band disbandment tax?

Morgan sat on the throne in a daze. She had heard Bawan Xi talk about this thing before, but she didn't quite understand what it was. But now that Qian Yi brought it up, she had to learn more about it.

"Are there such things as bands in Britain?" asked the Winter Queen.

"If I come, then it will exist. If it doesn't exist, I will create it. If it cannot be created, I will conquer it." Qian Yi answered. This was exactly why he came here.

"Ah--?" A rare look of shock appeared on Morgan's cold face.

She felt like she was meeting Qian Yi for the first time, and the look in his eyes even made her feel a little familiar.

After listening to Qian Yi's explanation of what bands and the band dissolution tax were, Morgan felt a surge of mixed emotions. "Mr. Qian Yi, calm down. Fairy Britain doesn't even have the concept of a band yet. If you enact it, no one will know what it is. I think you can take your time."

"Does anyone stipulate that a band must be a band?" Qian Yi raised his hands, then clenched them tightly, entering speech mode and speaking sharply: "A community with a shared destiny can be a band! A dimensional chat group can be a band! Great Britain can also be a band!"

Morgan was stunned for a moment and began to think about something.