Otherwise, you can find another savior.

"It's that somewhat rigid Hector after all. Is he doing this to justify his actions?" Xijian sighed as he looked at the fighting scenes on the street from the rooftop.

However, compared with the Round Table Army, the number of the Royal Guards is a bit small.

Their combat efficiency is somewhat low.

Thinking of this, Xijian gently raised his hand and wrote a few runes.

The originally set ritual was triggered.

The Royal Guards are directly under the command of the guards. To be on the safe side, Shiomi cast enhanced spells on all the Royal Guards. These spells will not take effect at ordinary times, but will continuously accumulate magic power and will only work when necessary.

Of course, even he himself did not expect that it would take effect now.

The guards, who were unaware of the situation, saw the swung blade being able to kill more than ten goblins in one breath, and realized that their strength had increased. It must be the city lord... no, it must be the power bestowed upon them by His Majesty.

This change further boosted their morale and aroused the bloodthirsty instincts of the goblins within the guards.

They killed even harder, leaving viscera, brains, blood and flesh all over the ground.

Shiomi continued to move out of the city, and it was time to meet up with Ash and the others.

When passing the Thames River flowing through Londinium, he saw that the goblin corpses floating on the river were so crowded that they began to block the river and slow down the flow of the water.

Unlike humans, the biggest advantage of fairy corpses is that they will not rot. They will turn into soil and become one with the land of Britain.

The surviving citizens of Londinium then only had to dredge the silted river.

Coming to the city wall where there were no soldiers guarding it, Shiomi looked outside the city.

If the city is already a Shura field, then the area outside the city is a hell of fire.

The goblins' camp became the best kindling material, and the flames burned endlessly around Londinium.

“Heh… heh heh heh haha ​​...——!”

Xijian burst into laughter, and then suddenly stopped laughing.

"British fairies, this is your retribution. Forget your original sins, don't know how to be grateful, and don't cherish the peace and prosperity that is right before your eyes. Then die with those frivolous thoughts. Don't worry, this is just the beginning."

The raging wildfire attracted Black Dog and Morse, the embodiment of disaster, who became another existence that brought despair to the goblins who fled first.

【history】

In the winter of the 400th year of the Goblin calendar, an event later known as the "Night of the Long Knives" or "Night of Londinium" occurred.

The clan leaders, dissatisfied with the coming peace and prosperity, intended to murder the new king and queen of Britain, but were exposed just when they were about to succeed.

Afterwards, these goblins paid the price for their stupidity and shortsightedness.

Nearly 70% of Britain's fairies gathered in Londinium to watch the coronation ceremony, and then were buried there.

The new king and queen, the former sage and witch, also disappeared after this night, and no one knew where they went.

Chapter 88: Each One's Own Path

Outside the city of Londinium, far away from the forest of hell.

Standing on the cliff overlooking Londinium in the mountainous area that required a day's advance departure, Ash, Teterlot, and Grimm could only see flames rising into the sky, engulfing the city and beyond.

"Londinium...our ideal city..." Tetrot sobbed. She couldn't believe it would be like this, but she had to accept this fact.

Grimm muttered to himself, "No wonder this world has become a 'Lostbelt'. Even with a future filled with possibilities, it will ultimately be destroyed by the 'evil' of the majority of demonic spirits."

As a servant, he had been stranded in this world for more than three thousand years. He originally thought that his junior brother could push this world, or the fairy island of Britain, from cutting things to compiling things.

In that case, Grimm also considered asking the great god Odin how to maintain the coexistence of the new compilation of events and pan-human history.

But now even this is no longer necessary.

Only Jian remained silent, just looking in the direction of the burning fire.

Perhaps the wails brought by the killing reached here, and Bawan Xi, who was originally in a sleeping state, suddenly burst into tears.

The baby's crying made Tetrot cry too.

Grimm quickly reminded: "Why don't you try to comfort him..."

"How, how to coax her?" Jian was a little worried.

"Even if you ask me..." Grimm was stumped.

He did have a wife and children, but he had little experience in raising them. When he appeared in the world before becoming the "Kulan Mastiff", he even lacked knowledge and common sense in this area.

Grimm mentally berated his junior brother for being the "father of his child" and not being around.

"Is it my imagination? Besides the crying of the child and Tetrot, someone else is slandering me behind my back. Is it you, Brother?"

a voice sounded.

Ash raised his head in panic with some surprise, and Shiomi walked out from the shadows of the forest.

Then Grimm retorted, "So what if it's me? This is your wife and your child. Hurry and take her back. Please don't let her cry. I can't bear it..."

While he was complaining, Shiomi had already taken the child from Ash's hands, holding him skillfully in his arms, patting him gently and making low soothing sounds.

Although it had no magic power, it seemed more magical than any magic trick. Bawan Shi's crying stopped and she fell into a quiet sleep again.

"Don't cry anymore..." Jian was full of surprise.

"Maybe he was frightened by the sounds of death and disaster." Shiomi didn't stop comforting the child and said to the others, "Let's leave here first. We can talk on the way."

Tetrot wiped his nose and, together with Grimm, followed Shiomi and Ash's pace and headed towards the other end of the forest, away from Londinium.

"Looking at the situation, you don't plan to go back?" Grimm was referring to Londinian.

"Well, let's talk about this later." Xijian answered softly.

"Where are Hector and Reineke?" asked Teterot.

"I've already told them that after we've dealt with the Londinion issue, it doesn't matter whether they stay or leave. There's no need to rejoin us. Just take care of yourself," Shiomi said, looking at Grimm and Teterlot. "As for you, what are your plans for the future?"

"I don't know..." Grimm stretched. "I'm almost getting fed up. There's no point in staying here any longer. Even if you've done this, you can't change the fact that this world has been cut off."

"If the great god Odin also saw this, it would be about time that you were summoned back to your seat." Xi Jian nodded. "Thank you for your companionship and assistance over the past few thousand years, brother. I am deeply grateful."

"Me too." Ash also thanked Grimm.

"No thanks, no thanks. This is my job. I'm just delaying things a bit." Grimm waved his hand. "If nothing unexpected happens, you should return to Orkney. I won't be following you."

Tetrot was mentally prepared: "Goodbye then, if we can meet again, Grimm!"

"Even if we could meet again, I probably wouldn't remember any of this," Grimm said, scratching his head. "After all, this record is too long. Even the gods couldn't preserve it all."

"What's this? Being a 'Servant' is just like being a fairy, the next generation doesn't remember the previous generation?" Tetrot didn't understand.

Grimm thought about it and thought it would be a good idea to explain it to Teterlot as a parting gift.

"Well, what about the so-called Servant..."

Then he sat down on a rock at the roadside and began to tell Tetelot something.

Noticing that they stopped, Shiomi and Ash also stopped in front and waited.

"There are still four hundred years until the great calamity that strikes once every thousand years," Shiomi said. "If I'm not mistaken, this calamity will be more severe than any of the previous ones. If we don't intervene, it will probably destroy all the fairies in Britain."

"Londinium should be able to survive, even after this night. It won't be completely destroyed. When we designed this city, we took into account the function of resisting disasters." Ash responded.

"So what are your plans?" Xijian asked.

"...The Illusionary Tree." Ash thought for a long moment before speaking. "When we first investigated the World Tree, I realized it wasn't just any giant tree. It was a needle crafted by an alien to close off the universe."

"Oh?" Xi Jian raised his eyebrows, he thought of something.

"I already understand the principle, and the design is truly beautiful, but... I have other plans," Ash said. "I don't know what my husband would think, but I don't care about the planet or even the universe. I just want to preserve Britain."

"Can you do it?" Xijian asked.

"I can end this world's 'fantasy' and transform it into a 'world of strange stories.'" Ash lowered her eyes. She knew what her plan entailed. "No matter how the planet changes, Britain will be firmly sewn to this planet."

"Really? You're really worthy of it." Xijian laughed.

"I originally thought this approach was unnecessary. After all, you've already shown us a more reasonable direction." Jian's expression was tearful, "But in the end—"

"Will you abandon me?" Xijian asked.

"Eh? Ah... Of course not." Jian was stunned for a while before he stammered to confirm.

"That's enough. If you have come up with a feasible solution, let me stay and maintain Britain with you." Xijian said softly.

"My husband..." Jian wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, not knowing what expression to make.

"After all, I can't become your enemy and destroy you and this world." Xi Jian shook his head and expressed his true feelings.

"Well, then-"

Ash wanted to say something more, but Grimm could no longer continue talking to Teterlot because the more he talked, the more confusing it became, and Teterlot's eyes began to become dull.

He came over to say his final goodbyes to Shiomi and Ash.

"That's it, I've said everything I need to say, take care."

Then, Grimm came to Shiomi again, stuffed something into his hand, and turned and left in a leisurely manner, walking in another direction along the fork in the forest.

"Tetrot, we're leaving."

Jian went over to urge Teterot, and they followed another fork in the road, heading north.

Chapter 89 On the Journey

It has been thousands of years since I last returned to Orkney in the north.

Since the founding of Londinium, Ash has regarded the city, which embodies her and her husband's ideals, as her second home, and has devoted her wisdom and strength to the prosperity of Londinium.

The city did become an ideal country, but it was eventually shattered along with the ideal.

"I may be an unlucky woman, but anyone from my hometown will end up with the same fate."

After the boat stopped at the beach in Orkney, Ash said this to himself as he walked down holding Shiomi's hand.

"Don't say such sad things. Londinium is not destroyed. It's just that it will probably take the same amount of time to prosper again."

After Ash stood firm, Xi Jian withdrew his outstretched hand and continued to hold Bawan Xi in his arms.

"Wow...it's cold! Is Orkney such a cold place?"

Tetelotte, who was the last to disembark, uttered her exclamation.

"Originally, seasons other than winter weren't this cold." Shiomi shook his head, looking up at the overcast sky. "This isn't ordinary snow. This is the tears of the Rain Clan, the remnants of their destruction. It's a warning to the other clans, and an unending poem of sorrow."

Hearing this, Tetrot immediately remembered something that was known to everyone in Britain.

"Oh, yes... 3600 years ago, the Wind, Wing, Fang, and Earth clans united to attack the Rain clan and destroyed this place." She pursed her lips, a look of bitter guilt on her face.

Although the combined forces of the four clans were also destroyed that day, especially the three returning Yalings who perished together, until now, only the Fang Clan has a returning Yaling named Reineck.

As a member of the Wing Clan, Tetrot didn't have any thoughts on this matter at first.

But now, she feels guilty for the sins committed by her own people.

"It's enough that you think so." Ash shook his head. "That's not Tetrot's fault. I've never taken my anger out on you."

"Um……"

Shiomi also smiled and nodded silently.

"Let's go. It's still some distance from here to the territory of the Rain Kingdom. The car was left in Londinium, so we can only travel on foot," he said.

Ash approached Shiomi and looked at Bawan Xi in his arms: "Is it okay? It's so cold."

Even though she had never seen a real baby, Jian's intuition told her that although Bawan Xi in this state was cute, he was weak and helpless.

Just a little bit of bad influence from the outside world is enough to put the child's life in danger.

"Don't worry, the swaddling clothes are already very thick, and they also have the added protection of magic." Shiomi explained with a smile, "It's no problem."

"Come to think of it, Bawan Xi seems to be sleeping all the time. Doesn't she need to eat?" asked Tetelot.

Jian also nodded, seemingly having the same question.

"Just enough magic power is enough, not to mention authority."

They began to walk along the shore deeper into Orkney, Shiomi talking as they walked.

"So what do babies eat?" Ash asked with interest, "Especially human babies."