In a corner of the back garden, on two chairs, Mrs. Aisha is holding a cup of Earl Grey tea, savoring the dessert of the afternoon. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In contrast, Emily, who was sitting on an ordinary Celtic bench, was half-seated on the stool as if she was on fire under her buttocks, and her breathing was short.

Zoe, who took office on the first day, noticed that this shield girl was nervous, but she didn't seem to help the shield girl, and even black tea didn't have the shield girl's share.

Mrs. Aisha opened her half-squinted eyes, temporarily woke up from the beautiful meeting, saw Emily who was being treated differently, and asked, "Emily, are you uncomfortable?"

The shield girl bounced up like a spring, and immediately replied, "I still think it's good for me to stand, but I'm not used to this kind of environment." “

"It's really good to implement the discrimination. Aisha said and glanced at Zoe on the side.

Originally, when I saw this woman who was different from her own skin color and preferred Kenna, Zoe did dislike this saint girl out of a bad impression of Kenner, and felt that the heroic Jessarin was more suitable for the word saint than this one.

It's just the kung fu of serving a cup of tea, and the ever-present queen's curse makes this standard Frank aristocratic woman completely change her attitude.

Now it was just a point-in-the-point sentence, and with a gentle look, Zoe felt that she was wrong and wanted to cry and confess.

Artoria, who was not interested in the black tea in front of her, broke the picture and asked directly, "Are you using magic and power to coerce the lady?"

Lady Aisha turned her gaze to the blonde maiden, apparently dressed in a tutu lined battle dress, and Arthur sat uncomfortably in the wooden chair with armrests.

"Have I done something?" said Lady Aisha's tone, full of sincere doubt.

Artoria felt that she had wronged the kind lady again, and explained, "No, it's just that I misunderstood again. “

"It seems that the power is doing the trick. “

"Is it power? What is it? Is it a mysterious power similar to magic and magic?"

Seeing the serious expression of the blonde girl, Lady Aisha also explained specifically: "Power is the term of our time, which refers to the divine power that is accumulated from the gods according to their personal personality and desires after killing the gods. It encompasses both the supreme mystery of the priesthood and the magic of God, which may not be called in your time. “

A cold sweat appeared on Zoe's head, and Emily sat down on the bench with her legs limp.

Artoria's eyes widened, and she said in disbelief, "What are you kidding, it is impossible for a man to kill a god." “

Indeed, when I first saw God, I felt very small. However, even though it was not my intention, I have killed several gods so far. “

Artoria looked at Lady Aisha, who answered her question seriously, and said in a loud voice, "Digital?"

Emily's figure swayed a little, and she reached for the coffee table in front of her, grabbed a few pastries and stuffed them into her mouth to make sure she was hungry.

Zoe had left silently to find Kenna, and she thought it would be more appropriate to wait for this kind of existence that didn't take god-killing seriously, or that nasty girl with dragon blood. I need to find a bed to sleep well, wake up and forget this memory, and live as before.

"Kenna, go and give orders to Lady Aisha in the garden at once. “

Kenner, who was accustomed to it in Brown City, was just stunned for a moment, and without saying a word, walked out of the room and hurried towards the garden.

Zoe stood up so that she couldn't hear Kenna's footsteps, lost the support of her faith to maintain her image, and walked to Kenna's bed with flirtatious steps, slumped into the comfortable bed, looking at the white gauze tent, she missed her husband, longing for that bliss to drive away her fears.

The only two people in the garden could still speak, one calmly sipping black tea, and the other standing up and clenching the hilt of his sword.

In just a few words, it was so ridiculous, but Artoria was convinced that it was true.

"Why did you kill the gods?"

Lady Aisha was a little excited about the gods, put down the cup and saucer in her hand, and said, "Because if they are allowed to exist in the world, they will bring trouble and even disaster to many people." “

King Arthur, who was obsessed with monotheism in the second half of his life, nervously continued to ask, "Have the Lord and the saints ever done harm?"

"You're very different from the Arthur of Steel I've heard. I did slay a patron saint of the Catholic Church, from whom this troublesome power that has always charmed mankind was snatched. “

With the sound of the bell, Artoria sat back in her chair, and the Broken Steel Sword that fell to the ground lifted the Wind King's barrier for some reason, and the fierce wind swept everything around her, leaving only Lady Aisha and the lost Artoria with a look of surprise and confusion, and the chair they were sitting in.

The most unlucky thing is Emily, who was blown away with the stool, and the shield girl in mid-air swore that if she survived today, she would find someone to marry immediately, or she would die like this, and her life would be incomplete.

I don't know if I want to grasp a life-saving straw, Artoria said to herself, "Power is the manifestation of God's power, so that means the Lord is just a full-time demagoguery?"

At the window of the hallway, Kenna, who happened to see the scene of the Wind King's hammer being released, stood at the window and stopped.

Looking at the woman in white who was said to be the most favored by the lord, although he couldn't see her face clearly, Kenna muttered to himself, "Maybe even the lord is not worthy of this lady." “

Confused by the sudden situation, Mrs. Aisha wanted to stand up and care about the girl opposite who had suddenly become abnormal, and said to herself, "Did I say anything that I shouldn't have said?"

But when she stood up, Lady Aisha looked solemnly at one of the windows of the castle.

Seeing the beautiful brown-skinned woman under the hood looking at him, Kenna seemed to think he was blaming himself for not cleaning up right away, and he took a step back in fright.

Dagnit, who appeared behind Kenna at some point, held Kenna's shoulders that almost hit him with both hands, and gently comforted, "Don't worry, beautiful young lady." Mrs. Aisha, I just hate me as a disciple, and I don't blame you, but I am a good and kind man. “

Kenna, who clearly positioned himself as the mistress of the lord, quickly distanced himself from the strange man like a frightened rabbit, and ran towards the garden without looking back.

Daganit, like just now, seemed to have crossed space. Before the previous figure at the window had dispersed, someone appeared beside Artoria and helped her to her feet.

Confused and self-blaming, Artoria is remorseful for her suspicion of the Celtic gods, and even for sacrificing so many nations and partners to get the approval of that god.

Daganit's murmur came from his ears to the depths of his soul, "In that case, you don't have to regret it, as long as you become a god." “

This sentence was taken by the delirious Arthur as her own thoughts.

Lady Aisha felt the feeling of the man in front of her, she could feel the breath of humanity at such a close distance, and the desire for battle in her heart was not as strong as before, she returned to her calm expression and said, "What a fellow who is good at demagogic people." “

Kenna stared blankly at the man who had arrived in the garden early, and his expression of surprise seemed to say, "There is only one way, how did he get past him?"

Holding the unconscious blonde girl in one hand and the severed steel sword in the other, Daganit first said to Lady Aisha, "I am not of your kind, and it is possible that you will see another me as a god on your next trip." “

Ignoring Mrs. Aisha, she looked at Kenner, who was getting closer and closer to her, and begged, "Miss Kenna, can you take us to the guest room?" “

Kenna wondered how the man knew his name, but he silently walked ahead and led the way without saying a word.

Lady Aisha glanced at the messy garden, shook her head, and walked towards the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

Emily, who was awake, hung pitifully from the tree, but she didn't dare or want to call someone to help her down.

Maybe she thought that as long as she could get rid of the attention of the three non-humans over there, it would be nice to hang on to the tree for a while. As for the recognition of King Arthur's thoughts, it has long been thrown out of the clouds.

Li Chenglong, who flew to his bedroom, passed by the room that was said to be assigned to Kenna, and saw that the door was open, and there was a slender woman lying on her stomach on the bed.

Suddenly feel that the world is so dangerous, while you are not dead, some things still have to be experienced as soon as possible.

The wooden door is closed with "qi", and the inside of the door becomes a private space.

In a few moments, the creaking of the wooden bed and the roaring duo of men and women resounded in the silent hallway.

PS: The third update is too late today, and it will be made up tomorrow. I don't have to go to the bank tomorrow, I should have time for the fourth watch. sorry。