The battle of Camelot finally ended with the queen's defeat.
The Queen's army surrendered in full, and the rebels won a complete victory.
"Noknare arrived at the palace first."
Little Leonardo da Vinci took out his telescope and looked at the distant scene.
"It seems Noknare won."
The Queen of the North's army is digging out the Amyrlin Seat among the ruins of the royal city.
According to their agreement before the war, whoever can reach the Queen's Amyrlin first will become the next true king of Britain. Arturia, Nocnary, and Boggart were all involved.
However, judging from the results, the Boggart was seriously injured by Morgan's clone, and Artoria was blocked by Jiang Li's dream clone. As a result, the Queen of the North was advantaged.
"That's fine."
Artoria laughed when she heard this.
"Nokenale would be a good queen, and I had no intention of becoming a king."
They had fully experienced Noknare's leadership ability when they were in Edinburgh.
There was no trace of disappointment on Artoria's face, only natural blessings and a very relaxed smile.
It can be seen that she had no idea about the throne from the beginning.
After all, it was already mentioned in the prophecy.
"The Son of Prophecy ends his mission and bids farewell to his original place."
This hidden passage has already hinted at Artoria's whereabouts.
Bagster stood at the gate of the city like a giant tower, blocking all those with ulterior motives from outside the city.
She looked far away in the direction of the light beam that penetrated the sky and the earth, and could not return to her senses for a long time.
"Did that really mean what His Highness said?"
If you are to be executed, how many times will I have to die?
He decided to raise a flag against the Queen from the very beginning, so did he say this?
It’s just.
"Your Majesty..."
Is this really the end?
Outside the city, southwest.
"Are you okay, Aurora?"
Mei Luxin placed the figure in her arms on the ground and looked at her with worry.
"My army..."
Aurora looked at the huge empty pit in front of her, her eyes dull.
A few minutes ago, the light that shone from the direction of the palace annihilated thousands of Wind Clan troops.
Originally, she was about to be buried in the torrent of golden light, but Meiluxin arrived in time and saved her life.
However, the wealth she had accumulated over the past two thousand years, and the confidence she needed to rely on to take over Camelot, also disappeared in this blow.
"It must be the Queen! The Queen is so angry!"
Aurora lost her anger and scolded the queen severely.
Even at this time, she still subconsciously remained reserved.
Mei Luxin looked at her with a complicated expression.
She wanted to tell her the truth, but she couldn't.
Because she is very scared, afraid that the truth will make her wither.
"Fortunately, the queen is dead!"
Aurora took a few deep breaths, her delicate posture was very endearing.
"Melu Xin, who will become the king next?"
"...It's Nokenale from the King's Clan."
"Nokenale?"
When Aurora heard this, a few blushes quickly appeared on her pale face.
"I have felt that the King's clan has evil intentions from a long time ago, and they just planted the secret in advance... Haha, let's let the prophecy reappear with a different understanding!"
"This kingdom cannot be left to random people. Only I am suitable to be the king of this fairy kingdom!"
Aurora couldn't stop smiling.
The light on the body is like phosphorus fire, flickering.
"Aurora..."
Meiluxin lowered her hands as if she was helpless.
She looked at the crazy Aurora, her eyes filled with sadness.
…………
Gloucester.
"Hehehehe~"
Mu Ruien was humming an unknown song and seemed to be in a particularly good mood.
"Lord Murien, we have a visitor!"
"Please come in."
After a while, under the leadership of the servant, an old acquaintance walked into Murien's room.
"It's you. Didn't a decisive battle break out in Camelot? Why did you have time to come to me?"
"Eh? It's over. The queen is dead? That's it, then I can sit back and relax!"
Murien was having a lively conversation with the visitor.
"Oh, I have to thank you too. Without your invitation, I wouldn't be able to complete my revenge!"
"What? You asked me what happened to the Fang Clan? Of course they were imprisoned by me, and I was planning to torture them!"
"You said you thought I had killed all the Fang Clan a long time ago? How is that possible? Don't compare me with those stupid lower-level goblins. I am not such an impatient goblin. How could you let my clan be killed?
Why does Ya die so easily? I have to prepare for some torture!"
"By the way, why did you bring this thing?"
Murien pointed at the figure on the ground.
"It stinks, can you please keep it farther away? Huh? Is it the key to the show? Just her? Well... forget it, anyway, I'm busy torturing the Fang clan now, so any good show has nothing to do with me!" "You asked me where the Kiba clan is now? Isn't it in the small garden?"
Murien pointed to the mini garden on the table and raised a proud smile.
"That's my self-confidence work. It's the result of miniaturizing my fairy realm. Isn't it amazing?"
"What? You said there is only blood inside and there is no clan of teeth? Impossible, they can't escape!"
Murien stepped forward to take a look.
There were only countless pools of blood the size of mosquitoes in the small small garden, and there was no trace of even half of the Fang clan!
"Someone! Come quickly! Tell me where the Fang clan has fled!"
"This... Lord Murien, you killed all the Fang clan on the night they were transported to Gloucester..."
The servant looked troubled.
"Killed, by me?"
Murien's face turned pale and he took two steps back.
"No, it's impossible. I didn't intend to kill them all so quickly. You must be lying to me!"
"Well, yes, the Fang clan must still be running around in the city. It's useless. They can't escape! How brave. I will arrest them all and double the torture I have thought of so far.
!"
Murien's expression was gloomy, and his beautiful skin was gradually stained with a dark color.
"It's so ugly, Murien."
The guest made a teasing laugh.
He stretched out his hand.
The sharp claws, like wild beasts, instantly pierced Murien's heart from behind!
"For more than 1,200 years, you have always taken revenge as your goal. When the revenge is completed, you will naturally lose your goal. Once you lose your goal, the goblin will turn you into a Morse. You are afraid of this.
I have been hypnotizing myself these past few days."
"Why is it so painful? Let me free you! Yes, for you, death is the perfect ending!"
Murien turned back stiffly and looked at him in astonishment.
The servant screamed and ran away.
Soon, they were the only two people left in the room.