Artoria's face was expressionless, as if the ridicule around her couldn't make her make any waves.
"Murray, what do you mean?"
Muramasa stared at Murien with an unhappy face.
This huge bell-ringing hall is like a theater.
At this moment, they have suddenly become actors to please the fairies!
Judging from this situation, they have fallen into a trap. Murien has long seen through their eagerness to hit the bell, so he specially set this trap.
However, seeing as she has no intention of attacking in groups, there should be room for bargaining.
"It doesn't mean anything special."
Murien was floating in the air, looking quite happy.
"I just want to give you a chance to ring the bell openly. Did you see that stage?"
She stretched out her pink little hand and pointed at the center of the bell hall.
There, there is a circular stage like the Roman Colosseum. Qianqian尛哾
At this moment, in the arena, there is already a figure standing there.
Long hair as scarlet as blood.
It is no longer a beautiful dress like a princess, but a battle suit that only uses leather to cover important parts, which looks both astringent and oppressive.
Fairy Tristan.
She looked at Chaldea and the others with hostility.
To be more precise, her hostile gaze has been firmly fixed on Arturia alone.
"Fairy Knight Tristan, one of the three fairy knights named by the queen herself, is also the daughter recognized by the queen, and has a distinguished status."
"Let her have a one-on-one duel with the Son of Prophecy, and whoever wins will let the bell ring. How about it? It's a fair competition, right?"
Murien said happily.
"What kind of wishful thinking are you making?"
Muramasa still looked unbelieving.
As for Murien, the group of them had already judged her credibility.
As long as it's her words, you can believe half of it.
For her own purposes, she will consciously use others to create a situation that is beneficial to herself, but she will never show any signs of it on the surface. She will not make a heroic appearance until she has finished using people.
To put it bluntly, he is just a conspirator and a cunning old man.
"Now the question is whether you need to ring the bell, right? If not, you can leave now?"
Murien avoided answering and instead asked with a smile.
"Tsk, it hit home."
Muramasa clicked his tongue irritably.
If his strength hadn't been greatly reduced here and he couldn't defeat Murien, he would have slashed through with his sword now.
By the way, I want to take revenge for being auctioned here!
"There's nothing we can do about it, Artoria, you've heard it, right? Now it's up to you - Hey, you gotta get away with it!"
Muramasa blinked.
Only to find that Artoria was retreating quietly, as if she was planning to take advantage of the chaos to retreat.
He pulled her back with a speechless expression.
"I can't do it, I really can't do it!"
Arturia said to several people very seriously.
"I have to go on that kind of stage under such circumstances. My legs are already weak. As a low-level elf, my fragile self-esteem is trembling!"
That is simply asking for mercy.
I don’t want to go up, let me go.
This is what she meant both inside and outside of her words.
"All in all, it's just a matter of scene. Leave it to me!"
When Muramasa heard this, he immediately showed a steady smile unique to the old man.
"I didn't plan to take it out at this time, but the situation is stronger than the people, so let's show it in advance! Hey, Murien, help us find an empty room!"
"Well, that's okay..."
Murien agreed.
Yao Cui also looked very generous and let them prepare as much as they wanted.
After a while, Muramasa left with Artoria and Gudazi.
The goblins around them gradually began to whisper.
There are even goblins who have opened the door and set up a gambling game.
"Borrow it."
Jiang Li is also waiting for the return of Custer and his party.
The sound in his ears made him step back slightly and make way for him.
The silver-haired girl walked past him in a blue-toned dress, with the short lace skirt fluttering past like a butterfly.
"Oh!"
After a while, many fairies exclamated in the field.
Jiang Li cast his gaze towards the field, and then his expression froze.
Artoria changed her clothes.
A suit of formal dress that is almost identical to the one worn 2,400 years ago.
Coupled with the indistinguishable appearance, the two of them seemed to be carved from the same mold.
At this moment, Jiang Li had a subtle feeling of going back to 2,400 years ago.
"I obviously don't want to get involved, I obviously don't want to get involved...but I've been pushed up, so there's nothing I can do about it! Fairy Tristan, I have no grudge against you, but I will definitely win this game!" Wearing such a gorgeous dress, Artoria could not suppress the feeling of shame welling up in her heart.
She simply broke the jar and stepped onto the stage in a self-defeating manner, shouting at Yao Cui.
"You're obviously a country goblin who didn't even have a decent set of clothes a few minutes ago. How dare you say such a thing!"
Yao Cui's hostility has not weakened at all, and threads popped out of her nails again.
"I will definitely prove that I am your mother's true daughter!"
What is she talking about?
Artoria looked confused.
In this atmosphere of obvious differences, the two began to fight.
"Don't lose, Fairy Tristan, this is your chance to get rid of your title of "the most useless Fairy Knight"!"
"Come on, son of prophecy, I'll beat you and win!"
The fairies around him kept making noises.
Beryl Pig huddled in his seat, he no longer wanted to care about anything.
"Borrow it."
Jiang Lizheng is focusing on the game on the court.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came to his ears, making him frown slightly.
"Isn't it very empty in the back? Do you have to go in front of me?"
"I like to walk in front, don't I?"
The silver-haired girl looked at him provocatively.
"It's too traditional, but I'm different. I can do it anywhere, even the top."
Jiang Li rolled his eyes.
His remarks caused confusion in the silver-haired girl.
Seeing Jiang Li move out of the way, she puffed up her cheeks and deliberately walked slowly.
She also deliberately lifted the hem of her skirt, making it fly up and down, as if she was deliberately showing off.
It’s a punishment!
"Do you eat fried cakes?"
Jiang Li's face darkened and he glared at her fiercely.
I'm watching the battle, can you please don't disturb me?
"So polite? I won't use it."
The silver-haired girl was stunned for a moment and politely chose to refuse.
I feel a little guilty.
It was obvious that I was being naughty here, but people treated me to food instead. It was so generous!
Looking back at myself, I am indeed not mature enough!
"Sorry, it seems I'm too petty."
The girl apologized to him sincerely, but immediately changed the subject.
"But I think there is something wrong with your previous statement. That comment made me very hurt!"