I, Guinevere, am going to crush you, you curry stick, today!

It comes down to it.

The reason the situation has developed to this point is simply because we are powerless to do so.

Although there is regret, this regret is directed at oneself, not at anyone else.

"Very good……"

Perez, realizing this, breathed a sigh of relief.

If this were the last thought that crossed his mind in his decades-long life, then despite his regrets, he could die peacefully. But he did not close his eyes. Even while protecting Elaine, he still tried to turn his head, ignoring the stinging pain, and desperately stared at the dazzling light that burst forth in the sky, wanting to deeply engrave everything that followed into his mind.

That's why.

Only then was he able to see this scene—

A beam of light suddenly condensed in the sky, transforming into the shape of a sword, which descended from the heavens. In the silent world, the sword, scabbard and all, landed steadily in the center of the long street ahead. Cracks seemed to appear on the ground, gradually expanding outwards, stirring up dust. Tears streamed from his eyes, which ached from staring at the bright light, and in his blurred vision, a black and red cloak billowed high, briefly obscuring his gaze.

The cloak flew to its highest point and paused briefly.

This is also the moment.

Time, which had been frozen, began to flow again. A deafening "boom," seemingly long overdue, swept in, accompanied by the sounds of countless houses collapsing and being destroyed. Like a thunderclap from the horizon, both tangible and intangible, a massive circular shockwave suddenly formed around the shattered cocoon, sweeping outwards in all directions!

The enormous sound wave almost drowned out all the surrounding noise, making my ears ring and almost deaf. Pelles held his daughter and sat under the eaves. Before him was still that black and red cloak, billowing to its fullest extent and about to fall.

The first thing I saw was the sword formed from light.

The hilt of the sword was gently held in place by a black metal glove. The cloak fell down, revealing a small figure clad in black armor. The hand on the sword pressed down—a gentle press—and the blade in the sheath immediately emitted a clear, resonant tremor. Suddenly, in Pelles's eyes, the cloak was no longer a cloak, but a pair of dragon wings that blotted out the sky!

These enormous wings suddenly unfurled, letting the shockwaves sweep across them. When they struck the wings, it was like hitting a bright ripple on water, causing them to shake violently. But in the next instant, they transformed back into their original black and red cloak, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.

The shockwave was fierce, but it dissipated in an instant. Everything in the surrounding area was ruined and devastated, except for the back of the black-armored figure, which remained basically intact.

Once the cloak had completely fallen off.

With a flick of the iron gauntlet, the longsword, now unsupported, toppled forward. The figure in black armor turned around, revealing a helmet of the same black and red color—shaped like a lifelike dragon with four horns. With a simple turn and a flick of her cloak, the sword vanished without a trace.

The girl took off her helmet, her long hair shimmering in the sunlight like brilliant golden sand, and looked over.

"Are you okay?"

"Hmm..." After a long pause, Pelles finally responded, "Little girl, are you... alright too?"

"of course."

Guinevere smiled slightly and replied.

P.S.: Another chapter nearly 5,000 words! Remember to vote with your recommendation tickets, everyone! We've only had around 130 for several days in a row~

Chapter 138 Earthquake

"……Um?"

The ground beneath her feet trembled slightly. It was just a very slight sway, and others might have thought it was their imagination, but Lily stopped in her tracks. She watched as a small pebble rolled out of the shadows beside her and disappeared into the darkness on the other side, and her eyes flickered.

"Swordswoman, what's wrong?" someone asked from the side. It was a loosely organized group of about thirty people, half of whom were adult men. Some carried torches, while others held harpoons or axes for chopping wood. The rest were women and children, with no elderly people among them. In this era of constant war and extremely poor medical and sanitary standards, it was really difficult for ordinary people to live to old age. Around fifty years old was considered a long life.

The woman who spoke to her at this moment was a woman in her thirties, plump, with a smile on her face, clearly the extremely cheerful and enthusiastic type. She was the wife of the village chief, and had played a significant role in persuading the villagers to leave and seek refuge. Lily smiled at her and shook her head: "It's nothing..."

He had barely begun when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a torch ahead that suddenly dimmed and then roared back to life, startling the person holding it and nearly causing them to drop it. The words of comfort he was about to utter paused; in the end, he said nothing, but turned back, his emerald green eyes gazing once more at the sea, now some distance away.

The sea remained calm.

The bad feeling in my heart grew stronger and stronger.

"Swordswoman?" Seeing her strange behavior, the woman was about to ask when the procession slowed down. Some people looked over, others whispered. In less than a minute, several more torches exhibited the same strange phenomenon, and one person, unable to dodge in time, had some hair singed and cried out in fright. Only after the village chief shouted a few words did the crowd gradually quiet down.

But then the ground suddenly shook again—this time the tremor was much stronger than before. Pebbles bounced, dust filled the air, and the woman who had been speaking swayed. If Lily hadn't caught her in time, she would have fallen hard. Cries of "Ouch!" and "Ouch!" echoed around her as many people lost their balance and fell to the ground. Lily helped the woman up and said, "Everyone, calm down and grab onto something nearby!"

The village chief was also shouting, "It's an earthquake, be careful—" but his voice was drowned out by the deafening roar. He watched helplessly as a large crack suddenly appeared in the ground beside him, and a child wobbled, about to fall into it. The child's father shouted something, reached out, but grabbed nothing. The girl in the white dress happened to see this, glanced left and right, pushed the woman a few steps away towards the village chief, bent over, pushed off the ground, and leaped forward like a bird!

At that moment, the earth shook violently, as if the whole world was spinning wildly like a top. She felt the ground beneath her feet was no longer stable, as if she were riding a raging wild horse, tossed about and out of balance, on the verge of being thrown off at any moment. But she moved with the grace of a white egret soaring through the sky, and as she ran past the child's father, she snatched the torch from his hand. With a burst of magic, the flame hissed out, and she tossed it into the air.

"Take it!"

In her haste, without time to weave protective gloves with her magic, she practically grabbed one end of the torch that was still burning with her bare hands. She only frowned slightly as she rushed to the crevice and jumped down without hesitation!

While suspended in mid-air, using her remaining strength, she spun halfway around and offered the extinguished torch. The child, like a drowning person, flailed his arms and legs wildly. Whether intentionally or unconsciously, he grabbed the half-firewood offered to him, slowing his descent. A strong wind howled, and feeling the sudden increase in weight of the firewood, Lily clenched her other hand and punched the stone wall beside her, suspending herself in mid-air. She then grabbed the child's waist, kicked a few times, and returned to the ground, handing the terrified child to his father.

The latter was equally stunned, the look of despair still lingering on her face. She simply took the child, and the two stared at each other for a couple of seconds before the child burst into tears. Only then did the adult seem to snap out of it, hugging the child tightly, her whole body trembling, forgetting to express her gratitude. Fortunately, the girl in the white dress wasn't one to hold grudges. Seeing the two weeping, she smiled slightly, then looked around, her expression turning serious again.

From the moment the crack appeared until she rescued the child, less than a minute had passed. The sudden earthquake had completely subsided. If it weren't for the rubble and broken wood scattered everywhere, and the villagers who were being helped to their feet, some with bruises and others with bloodied heads, she would have almost doubted that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

"This is no ordinary earthquake..."

The village chief approached. He was about forty years old and had traveled extensively in his youth, participating in several battles. He was a steady and reliable man, and enjoyed a certain reputation in the surrounding villages. He helped his wife, who seemed to have slightly sprained her ankle, walking with a slight limp. Lily quickly apologized, but the woman simply waved her hand and laughed, "Saving someone is nothing to apologize for. I would have done the same... though I don't have your skill, Miss Swordsman."

Seeing the other person's gaze turn towards her, Lily pulled her right hand back slightly. The village chief then returned to the main topic: "I've lived here for twenty years and have never encountered an earthquake of this power... and it came so fast and went so fast too."

“Indeed.” The girl in the white dress’s gaze darkened, but not for the same reason as the village chief. Instead, she felt a powerful and unfamiliar magic in the crack she had just seen: “This is not a natural disaster.”

"Well..." The village chief hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

Knowing what he wanted to ask, Lily shook her head: "I don't know either, but..." She paused abruptly, and at the same time, another exclamation rang out from the side: "Look, that's—"

"maritime!"

Looking out from here, the sea is like a mirror, reflecting the sparse Milky Way in the night sky. The bright moon hangs high, the waves shimmer, and the faint white mist adds to the hazy beauty of the night. If there were one or two small boats, it would be a beautiful painting that would captivate the mind and body and leave one in awe.

But at this moment, as the unsettling sounds spread, the once calm seawater suddenly began to ripple in circles, centered on a certain point.

As the group headed north, they stopped on a high slope when the earthquake struck. From this vantage point, their view was exceptionally clear. Those with sharp eyes looked south and seemed to spot a faint shadow on the gradually rippling sea.

"What's in the water?"

Lily spoke softly, taking a step forward to avoid the smaller cracks that had appeared during the earthquake, so that she could see more clearly. The shadow that had suddenly fallen onto the sea was becoming more and more obvious and larger, and the ripples were spreading faster and faster, one after another, lapping out in all directions.

Wow!

The sea was no longer calm. One after another, the waves rose and fell with tremendous force, and the sky was filled with white foam, which looked like clouds. The thunderous roar could be heard all the way here.

Above, heavy dark clouds had gathered, the wind howled, and arcs of electricity could be faintly seen flashing and leaping, as if the entire sky had been pressed down and was about to collapse.

"That is……"

At one point, the buzzing speculation around them suddenly stopped. Lily couldn't help but hold her breath, and then there was a "thump" sound from the side, as someone was so frightened that they fell to the ground.

The enormous shadow finally emerged from the water—to everyone's eyes, it looked as if a majestic mountain was rising straight from the seabed—the seawater was pushed aside, and a deafening clap of thunder echoed from the low-hanging, dark clouds overhead, with lightning flashing faster and faster. The mountain-like entity burst from the sea, and a wave several stories high crashed down upon it.

The wave suddenly shattered into pieces, and the water rushed down from the "mountain peak" like a magnificent waterfall. In the dark clouds above it, thousands of golden snakes danced wildly, transforming into a lightning bolt as thick as a dragon, which struck down!

At the same time, amidst the swirling winds and clouds, a dazzling sword light, like a small sun shining brightly, suddenly lashed out from a certain point on the beach, instantly traversing a distance of hundreds of meters. Like a long whip formed from condensed sunlight, it struck the newly appeared "mountain" with an astonishing momentum that shook heaven and earth!

P.S.: Today's chapter is a bit short, consider it a recovery effort to improve the daily update schedule~

Then it's time for a long-awaited trading session! Let me proudly introduce Princess's Pokémon fanfiction—"If You're Daring Enough, Even Groudon Needs Maternity Leave"... oh wait, it's "If You're Daring Enough, Groudon Can Fly Too!"

Here is a brief introduction:

This book is also known as: Food Wars!: Pokémon Chef, and When I Became Groudon, I Could Fly.

The world of Pokémon is simple yet wonderful. Whether in fire, water, grass, forest, earth, clouds, or even a girl's skirt… all sorts of encounters with Pokémon are captivating. When a transmigrator arrives in the Pokémon world and becomes Groudon, the earth monster from the movie *Seven Nights of Wishing*, she is presented with two choices:

① Continue to realize Ayaka's dream as a trainer. ② Join the ranks of legendary Pokémon and strive relentlessly to achieve your goal of flying.

P.S.: This book includes both humanoid and Pokémon forms, not just one single form. It's a free-flowing work; I'm a Pokémon newbie, so feel free to criticize if you're a stickler for historical accuracy.

Chapter 139 The Surge (Part 1)

Giant waves, sword light, and lightning, as if they had been rehearsed countless times beforehand, attacked the "peak" that surged out of the depths of the sea almost simultaneously, though they were launched in sequence.

People stared in disbelief at the magnificent spectacle, which resembled a battle of gods, and for a moment even forgot to breathe.

But in the next instant, the lightning bolt that cleaved out of the dark cloud strangely turned a corner, like a ferocious dragon, and suddenly blocked the brilliant sword light that extended from the coast. The two forces collided with each other, and with the residual force sweeping across, a wall tens of meters high was suddenly lifted up from the sea!

White waves surged, the sky and earth shook, and the already enormous "mountain" suddenly rose even higher. With a thunderous roar, the dark clouds above suddenly dispersed, and a bright moon reappeared.

Under the moonlight, the sword light and lightning canceled each other out. After the extreme brightness, the sky darkened slightly, and three circular magic circles appeared and rotated in the air. The endless seawater seemed to be grabbed by a giant hand and instantly condensed into a spear over a hundred meters long, piercing through the three magic circles, like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to be released!

It was as if a towering mountain had been split in two, and the ocean currents had coalesced into a gun. Before it was even fired, a shadow that blotted out the sun had already descended, darkening the surrounding coastline. People looked up at the deep blue dot hanging between the sky and the sea, feeling the breath of death rushing towards them, yet they were powerless to resist. A profound sorrow arose from the deepest part of their hearts.

But this is not the case for everyone.

"how do you feel?"

"It's more complicated than I thought."

Her pale purple hair swayed slightly as the magic flowed through her body. Nemia was still dressed as she had during the day, but her expression was completely different from that of the innocent little girl with a hint of childlike cunning. Her gaze fell on the magic array and magic spear that stretched between heaven and earth, and her eyes darkened.

“That’s true. You only withdrew less than half of your power. Even if your opponent is in a weakened state, they won’t be an easy opponent to defeat.” Merlin’s expression seemed much more relaxed, and he even smiled as he spoke.

“That’s not all. I haven’t gotten used to these memories yet…” Nimiao frowned, as if she had a headache, pressing her temples repeatedly with her hand: “It’s a strange feeling. I know these are all my things, but at the same time, they’re not really mine…”

Isn't this a good thing?

"Too."

After saying this, neither of them spoke again. Nimiao's magic gathered at her fingertips, and with a flick of her wrist, it gradually transformed into several complex and mysterious symbols, which disappeared one after another into the night sky.

In the distance, the once-dispersed dark clouds gathered again, layer upon layer, with countless arcs of electricity flying through them. Then, a loud roar was heard, and three circular magic arrays unfolded simultaneously—a sharp whistling sound rang in everyone's ears, as if a powerful bow drawn to its limit was suddenly released, and a spear shot out!

At the same time, the girl raised both hands, clenched her fists, and pressed down. A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm cleaved through the layers of dark clouds, striking the water-flowing spear squarely. Immediately afterward, two more streaks of snow-white lightning flashed across the sky, "biting" the spear from behind, swirling and intersecting like millstones, visibly slicing away at the entire water-flowing spear.

But the spear was still moving with great speed!

In the blink of an eye, the three bolts of lightning vanished one after another, but the spear was still two-thirds the size it had been. Nemia's body also swayed violently, cold sweat almost soaking through her clothes. She gritted her teeth, about to launch another attack, when Merlin suddenly and forcefully pressed down her raised hands.

"you……"

The words have not yet fallen.

In another direction, the dazzling sword light, as brilliant as the sun's rays, stretched out once more, drawing a dazzling straight line from top to bottom. This straight line cut into the water spear from the front and cleaved it in two without any obstruction. Losing its magic to maintain its shape, countless seawaters scattered and fell, stirring up thousands of surging waves. The sword light continued forward, slashing down at the "peak" standing on the sea!

This time it seems to have finally paid off.

A deep roar was heard from the other side, followed by a deafening boom. The sword light pressed down forcefully, easily slicing through the waterfall-like flow of water covering it, before seemingly touching something extremely rigid, clanging loudly and dimming away.

"Well!"

Hundreds of meters away, the young knight groaned, his arm went numb, and the Sword of Victory flew out of his hand uncontrollably, embedding itself in the sand not far away. He stood there, looking down at his bleeding hand, and closed his eyes briefly.

"so hard."

"I can tell."

Kai stood to the side, harpoon with his hands behind his shoulders. Hearing Gawain's sigh, he clicked his tongue and said, "Although I was somewhat prepared, I didn't expect that even your sword couldn't cut that guy..."

"Don't be discouraged. At least there are other helpers besides us."

The third to speak was Vivian. She was standing some distance away from the two of them. She gently raised the scepter in her hand, and the sword flew over on its own and was sheathed at Gawain's waist.

"Thank you."

Gawain thanked him, and Vivian gave him a cold glance before saying the rest of her sentence: "Besides, it's not like there's no way to think of a solution."

"Oh?"

"The opponent is a divine beast that should have been extinct long ago. Its existence is vastly different from yours and mine. Therefore, using ordinary weapons and magic will not have any effect on it at all."

Upon hearing this, Kai glanced at his harpoon out of the corner of his eye, then shrugged nonchalantly.

"The Sword of Victory was obtained by me from a witch named Nini Annie in Avalon—" The three had already introduced themselves to each other beforehand. Although they didn't reveal everything, given the critical situation, they didn't hide their basic identities or the bargaining chips they had.

Knowing that the woman who used magic to conceal her form was also one of the Nine Witches of Avalon, he paused slightly after mentioning Nini Annie's name, wanting to see Vivian's reaction. However, her face was blurred behind the mist, and after waiting for a few seconds without Vivian speaking, he continued, "Although the attack just now was unsuccessful, it felt like... it was just a little bit short."

"The Scepter of Poseidon will also come in handy. Although we don't know who the one who summons lightning is, he should also be on this side," Kai interjected.

Vivian nodded: "The odds of winning aren't high, but we can still fight. The biggest problem is..." She paused, looking at the giant beast on the distant sea that was gradually turning southeast: "It has been sealed for thirty years and has just broken free. It is still in its weakest state in every aspect. If we can't take this opportunity to eliminate it... it will be an even more difficult battle once it recovers."

Say it.

She raised her hand, and the blue light on her scepter shone brightly. The sea in front of her suddenly parted, and a small fishing boat appeared. The earthquake and the subsequent attacks and defenses had destroyed almost all the boats and villages in the vicinity, but unexpectedly, Vivian was able to find another boat.

The ship was originally encased in a giant bubble, which separated it from the seawater and prevented it from being corroded. Vivian waved her scepter, allowing the ship to land steadily on the beach. With a snap, the bubble burst, the separated seawater closed up again, and the ship landed safely in the water.

"While the Sword of Victory can attack from a distance, its power diminishes over time. With the power of the Scepter of the Sea God, I can send you near that monster. How you fight afterwards is up to you. What do you say?"

"Sure." Without hesitation, Gao Wen immediately agreed. She then looked at Kai: "What about you?"

“Of course I have to be included in this. You know, I wouldn’t dare say I’m better than him in other areas, but when it comes to swimming, even if you search all over Britain, there probably aren’t many people who can beat me,” Kai said with a grin, tilting his head.

"it is good."

Knowing that every second counted in the current situation, and after confirming the two men's thoughts, Vivian did not hesitate any longer and walked straight towards the fishing boat. The two men followed behind, but after only a few steps, suddenly, a series of footsteps approached from afar.