Otherwise, you can find another savior.

Only Bhavan Shi could continue to call them that.

People like Grimm and Teterlotte only called out names, and they didn't mind.

Identity and title are one of the symbols used to distinguish between closeness and distance, and between insiders and outsiders.

"This campaign went very smoothly." Jian started talking about business.

"From a tactical perspective, yes." Shiomi shook his head. "Remnants of anti-Londinian forces still exist. They are unwilling to coexist with humans and still want to maintain their previous state of supporting humans."

"Where's Mab?" asked Ash.

Since the establishment of the "King's Clan" after the "Summer War", Mab has rarely participated in large-scale activities like that war, and rarely left the north, concentrating on managing Edinburgh.

"Of course she doesn't want to admit defeat. Now that you are managing Londinium, she naturally wants to build Edinburgh better than Londinium." Shiomi shrugged.

"No, I'm not asking about what she's doing, but about Londinium's expansion and conquest over the past few hundred years," Ash said. "The territories of Oxford and Salisbury have become our vassal states, but—"

"It's just the territory, right?"

Xi Jian waved his hand, signaling Bawan Xi to go and rest. He and Jian returned to the bedroom deep in the palace and sat on the terrace to drink tea.

"Last time it was Mab, this time it's us." Ash rubbed his forehead. "I wonder if she'll, out of revenge, hinder you from leading the Round Table Army to suppress all the clans and unify Britain."

"If I suggest that you ring the last bell to gain all the power and ensure that nothing goes wrong, would you agree?" Shiomi asked with a smile.

Jian immediately frowned, revealing a dissatisfied expression: "Don't be ridiculous. I've already told you that just ringing the five pilgrimage bells is enough to make the balance of my heart not completely tilt towards you. If all of them——"

"How many years have we been together so far?" Xijian asked softly.

"About 3600 years," said Ash.

"Do you think these 3600 years are not as good as the mission given to you by Paradise?" Xijian asked.

"But……"

"Then let's put it aside." Xi Jian responded seriously, "If you don't want to do it, don't do it. The most important thing is to follow your own feelings."

"Ah...you always say that." Jian was a little helpless, "It makes me feel a little guilty."

Shiomi shook her head. "No, I was just thinking that the innate 'purpose' of fairies is actually a bit like the 'origin' of humans. Humans can't change their 'origin', so fairies can't change it either—"

"What is my husband's origin?" asked Jian.

"I don't know." Xi Jian shook his head apologetically, "Even I can't be sure."

"Indeed, even my eyes can't do anything about it..." Ash looked at Xijian carefully for a while, then shook his head.

She stood up, walked to the edge of the terrace, and looked at the bustling and prosperous Londinium.

"I'll think about the final pilgrimage bell again," Ash said. "After all, we're already very close to our original ideal."

Xijian thought for a moment and said, "Well, you can think about it. After all, what we are doing now may indeed deviate from your original mission. If the final bell rings, you might even resist going on."

"It's not that exaggerated... I'm just afraid that my mind will be so full of career that I won't have time to think about you anymore." Jian's eyes wandered shyly like a child.

"Are you in love?" Xijian couldn't help but complain.

"Then you too." Jian smiled and fought back.

Shiomi nodded in agreement and said:

"The resistance is gathering strength. I plan to wait until this force gathers, but before it can gain a firm foothold, I will attack."

"……when?"

"No later than autumn."

"Autumn...huh?"

Chapter 77 Textile Management Department

"Tailor! Done! Next is the embroidery pattern!"

In the workshop of the textile management department, Teterlot shouted excitedly.

"Zhi's clothes are purple roses! Shiomi's clothes...hmm..."

Tetelot was in a dilemma when deciding on the pattern for the clothing.

She found that as a companion, she didn't know anything about Xijian Tianxi's hobbies, but knew a lot about other companions.

"Let's use roses embroidered with silver thread."

Shiomi's voice rang out from the workshop door.

Tetrot looked up in surprise and saw him coming with Jian, followed by Bawan Xi.

"Hey hey hey hey? Xijian, are you done fighting?" Teterlot held her head and shouted happily in her exclusive workshop.

"I thought that the whole city went to watch the welcome ceremony that Jian arranged for me, but you didn't go." Xi Jian didn't care, but looked at Jian tacitly, and their expressions were somewhat humorous.

Jian jokingly offered a soothing tone, "Alright, alright, we've been companions for so long, it doesn't matter if we don't greet her once. After all, she's been concentrating on designing our new clothes."

"Whether it's for formal or private occasions, there are a lot of them," said Shiomi.

Tetrot immediately revealed a smug expression. "This isn't just for a formal occasion. This is the dress you'll wear when you're crowned King of Britain. By then, Ash will be the princess, and she'll need clothes too."

"The coronation ceremony..." Xi Jian raised an eyebrow and shook his head helplessly, "Didn't I tell you that it's far from that time yet?"

Jian found a chair in the room and sat down, picking up the sample on the table and examining it. "It's true that my husband is swift and decisive in battle, but extremely cautious in his dealings. However, we can't ignore the will of the British people."

"Ms. Witch is absolutely right. Under the leadership of Mr. Sage, Londinium has become the most powerful nation in Britain. The Earth Clan and the Mirror Clan far to the north have expressed their willingness to submit. The territories of Fang and Wind have also been taken into our possession. Although Wing is still waiting and watching, it is only a matter of time—"

Bawan Xi followed Ash's words and succinctly stated the current situation in Britain.

Although the actual area controlled by Londinium is only the southeastern region of Britain, after years of wars of all sizes, only scattered forces remain in Britain that are unwilling to surrender and do not accept the concept of coexistence between humans and fairies.

"And the King's Clan." Shiomi watched Tetrot open the booklet and show him the draft design. "Don't forget, if the Summer War hadn't ended in such a mess, it wouldn't have ended so hastily."

"Is Mab really willing to fight again?" Ash asked. "Since the founding of Londinium, she has been in frequent contact with us, conducting diplomatic and trade activities."

Xijian pondered, "Perhaps this is just a ploy to numb our vigilance. They're waiting for the moment when I can no longer hold back and am crowned King of Britain. Then they'll step forward and rally their forces to bring all the other opposition forces under their control."

"Well...it's not impossible." Ash was slightly persuaded by Shiomi.

"Alas, I think you're all overthinking it. We can make the clothes first; who knows, they might even be needed someday," Tetrot said with a grin. "I don't understand how that kind of strategy works... but if it ever turns into a Summer War situation again, I'll be there too!"

Jian looked worried. "Your movements aren't rusty, are they, Teterlotte?"

"We are fairies, we are not unfamiliar with this!" said Tetrot.

But Xi Jian didn't think so. She looked around at Bawan Xi and Teteloto and said, "British fairies only live for a few hundred years at most, but you have been following us for over a thousand years, one by one..."

"No, I can feel that I don't have any signs of aging." Bawan Xi answered truthfully.

"Me too, me too!" Tetrot said, "Isn't there the Black Knight over there? He's been with you longer, hasn't he? He's always been like that, too."

Ash thought for a moment. "According to the information I've gathered, British elves generally die after losing their purpose or becoming Mors in a calamity. Coupled with conflicts and wars, both large and small, only a few high-ranking elves survive for long."

"For example, Minerva of the Wind Clan!" Tetrot pointed out. "I remember that guy has been the head of the Wind Clan for three or four thousand years."

"Really?" Xijian remembered.

Most likely it was a result of the destruction of the Rain Clan.

So on the other hand, fairies like Tetrot, Bawan Xi, and the Black Knight who have been with them for a long time are generally protected by him and Ash, and will not die in disasters, let alone face powerful enemies that they cannot defeat.

Thinking of this, Xiomi also felt a little happy.

After all, the longer you live, the more you cherish old friends.

He raised his hand and ruffled Tetrot's hat.

"By the way, shouldn't the princess be more dazzling than the king?" he said.

"Just what I want to say?" Teterlotte became excited.

The opinions of the people involved are the most important. If the clothes he has painstakingly made don't meet their preferences, Tetrot will be left with regrets.

"Let's decorate the hem of the skirt with pearls and add a World Tree pattern." Shiomi looked at Ash, "The World Tree suits her better than roses."

"The World Tree is not bad, but maybe it's too dry," said Ash.

"Then let's change the idea and decorate the pattern entirely with pearls?" Xijian said again.

Jian almost choked on the tea he had just picked up. "Isn't that too luxurious?"

"You are the princess who will rule the country with me. You cannot be crowned in an ignominious way." Xi Jian walked over and took her hand.

"How did it come to this..." Jian said to Xijian with a smile, slightly complaining.

From traveling throughout Britain and promoting the union of various clans, to becoming the master of Londinium, he began to conquer and suppress opposition forces, and gradually began to unify Britain through war.

There are many things to think about every day, and life is full of changes that are too numerous to keep up with.

Only by occasionally looking back can one discover this drastic change, as if a certain moment became a watershed.

Jian is not resisting what is happening now, he just occasionally looks back on his past experiences.

"I've come this far, step by step." Xi Jian thought for a moment. "Teterot, please continue to consider the clothing issue. If you have any new plans, you can always send your subordinates to bring them to me."

"No, I'd rather deliver it to you personally."

"It's all right. It depends on your idea."

Chapter 78 "The Witch's Prophecy"

In Tetrot's workshop, after communicating with her about some of the requirements for the coronation dress, Shiomi and Ash left the textile management department, and Bawan Xi followed closely behind.

If Shiomi needs to be alone, he will signal.

Now that there was no such thing, Bawan Xi could leave or continue to follow them. She preferred the latter, after all, there was nothing else to do.

Only when she works for them does she feel that her life is full of vivid meaning.

Bawan Xi, a low-level fairy who was once good for nothing but sucking blood, can now help respected witches and sages manage a city.

She felt very happy and hoped that this happiness would continue into the next millennium and countless millennia thereafter.

Bawan Xi will live for the sage and the witch.

"During this expedition, I also visited Oxford and Salisbury and found some ancient materials."

Walking in the garden, Shiomi's faint voice brought Bawan Xi's thoughts back to reality.

Bawan Xi hurriedly opened the record book in her hand and was about to record what Xi Jian said, but Jian signaled her not to write it down, just listen carefully.

"Are you talking about investigating British history?" said Ash.

She also knew about this. Ever since she had investigated the Great Void, Xijian had been collecting information more carefully.

However, at the same time, he had to manage the settlement where humans and fairies lived together, and lead them to develop step by step into Londinium, so the whole thing became discontinuous.

Especially since he became more and more active, and his name as Lord of Londinium became known throughout Britain, countless eyes were watching him closely.

Still hoping that this matter would remain secret, Shiomi only told Ash and his close companions.

"Interestingly enough, I found something special this time," Shiomi said, "The Miko's Prophecy."

"Miko?" Ash was stunned.

There is no mention of shrine maidens in any of the history known to date.

"Is that witch a human?" Bawan Xi has read history on this subject many times.

Because the sage said that was the original sin of the fairies, she tried hard to remember it and then pondered the cause of the original sin.

"How perceptive." Shiomi and Ash exchanged a smile. "We'll talk about the miko later. Let's talk about the prophecy first."

He extended his hand, brushing the unevenly shaped flowers in the garden. "To put it simply, the witch's prophecy states that Britain will be destroyed by the 'Naraku Worm' after four island-wide wars in spring, summer, autumn and winter."

Xijian's voice was calm and relaxed, but Jian couldn't follow suit. Bawan Xi was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

"Spring, summer, autumn, winter... Now the 'Spring War' and the 'Summer War' have both occurred... Only Autumn and Winter remain." Jian said this, then suddenly realized something. "Tianxi, when you said we'd launch a general offensive against the remaining forces opposing us in the autumn, were you intending to confirm the prophesied 'Autumn War'?"

"No, it was only after I saw the prophecy that I realized that perhaps our actions so far have just happened to meet the conditions for the prophecy to come true. Whether I want to or not, it is imperative to start the offensive after autumn. Acting too early or too late will only be a temporary solution." Shiomi's voice sank, "But—"

"But?" asked Jian again.

"If we unite Britain and rule over humans and fairies together, there will be no more war. There will be no Winter War," Shiomi explained. "Since the future is uncertain, it is up to us to make the choice and avoid the prophecy of destruction."

Ash thought secretly, and Shiomi's ideas were in perfect agreement with her own.

He once served as a "restraint for the fairies," traveling across Britain, suppressing disasters and mediating disputes, but he was unable to eradicate war.