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External force or one's own strength, these two are sometimes really difficult to evaluate which is more important.

Whether it was Finn McCool, who defeated the Scottish giant, or Oscar, who killed the Greek king who was protected by the army, they all died once and for all under the magic of the sword of victory of the oath.

If the two cores of the Fiona Warrior Group return to the myths of the past and face off against King Arthur, who is the junior, under fair circumstances, there is no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

Although the mysterious Dagenit played an important role in this duel. But without King Arthur's Excalibur, Daganit would have been a martyr who had died at the hands of the Son of the Gun.

Despite dragging her tired body and a messy brain, the instinct from the blood led Artoria to discover the elves of the forest.

She barely held the saber she could no longer lift, guarding carefully, or rather longing for an attack in the jungle.

In that case, this bizarre journey to the other world will seem to be over immediately.

I really want to go back to Valhalla and question Daganit, I really want to go back and question Mr. Merlin right away.

Walking and walking and walking until the elves were far away from their own perception beyond their intuition, no misfortune happened.

Her self-deprecating smile seemed to say: Maybe it's because there is nothing more unfortunate anymore.

The embarrassment of being unfamiliar with the place made Artoria walk slowly towards the southwest, leaving the specific destination to God to arrange without any plan.

When you are hungry, you eat some nuts and mushrooms from the forest, and when you are thirsty, you can swallow some branches and leaves and water from the stream. After a few days, Artoria had long since lost her confidence in judging the direction in the trees that towered so high that they obscured the sun.

Thankfully, chivalry does not include the prohibition of destroying nature.

Otherwise, King Arthur may not need to meet the enemy, and King Arthur, who cannot be nourished, will be trapped and die in this forest.

King Arthur, who finally came to a lake, made a harpoon out of a cut branch, and was lucky enough to sneak into the lake and catch a few fish.

And the experience of the Holy Grail War from the Far East taught the king that sashimi was edible.

In this way, Artoria, a god-level gourmand who is also a scum-level chef, ate the sashimi she made with tears in her eyes, perhaps it is more appropriate to call it sashimi.

Anyway, King Arthur, who had a good night's sleep after supplementing with protein, finally regained his strength and regained his sober brain, although he was a little poorly dressed.

Sitting against the stout towering trees, looking at the clear lake in front of him, he felt the broken steel sword without a scabbard.

Artoria felt like she had returned to when she was dying, only now there was one less Beddie Verde than she had then.

This time she didn't want to throw her sword into the lake again, and she didn't want to give up. She wants to go back, to cherish this opportunity, and to turn Britain into a paradise like the knightly lords of Daganit.

Less than a day along the lake, she came across a group of fishermen.

Although the Wind King Enchantment made the Broken Steel Sword disappear without a trace, the gorgeous cuirass battle skirt was enough to make the fishermen sanitize the idea of killing people and goods.

Instead of coercing the villagers, who didn't even have an expert warrior, she kindly offered to wait until the catch was over and then go with them to their village for the night.

The villagers of Donard, who had come to fish at the risk of being killed by the elves in the eastern woods, welcomed a nobleman to stay with them.

This not only means that there is resistance in the face of elves, but also the curiosity about the demeanor of the superior that every simple villager has.

In the midst of laughter, Artoria forgot her burden for a moment, and lived the life of a fisherwoman for a few days without worry, as Daganit expected.

The fisherwomen not only provided Joy with clothes, but also helped Artoria clean her clothes, which solved one of Arthur's problems.

The foundation was well laid, and under the propaganda of the accompanying villagers, she spent the next days waiting for the caravan in Donard Village, which could be regarded as having fun with the villagers.

I don't know if the will of the world wants the two holy girls to meet as soon as possible, and the first caravan that Artoria waited for was a caravan from Brown City.

Knowing the battle in Avalon, the caravan had planned to return after Donard's deal.

Artoria, who had followed the caravan westward, was given a horse to travel to.

Unsure of the unidentified senior warrior, the caravan leader also invited the commander in charge of the guard to keep an eye on Artoria.

Coincidentally, the leader of this caravan was a shield maiden under the command of Jessarien.

High-end combat power was transferred to various battlefields, so that Jessarine, who was in charge of government affairs, had to send several sisterly shieldmaidens to escort the caravan with a group of Abbot Danyon men.

The female warrior named Emily only talked to Artoria for two hours before she forgot her original purpose and became an admirer of King Arthur.

Not only does he take charge of providing Artoria with the best rations, but he also promises to introduce his original idol, the Sword Master, to Artoria.

The fact that such a warrior of a completely different race could accept himself so quickly and so sincerely made Arthur even more convinced of Daganit's wild words. As for how much of this transformation was made, it is unknown the effect of the memory-inducing magic that Daganit eventually cast.

After arriving at the nearest town, Leytown, Artoria also went to the Adventurers' Guild to inquire about the Emerald Isle.

However, the information she has gained is no longer important compared to the news brought by Emily, who has come to find her.

In the city of Droplik to the west, there is a Holy Maiden who can heal all wounds, a new hero who does not exist from the previous intelligence.

In order to determine whether the ruler of Ebon, who now controls the "Munster region" of the Emerald Isle, is a benevolent prince, and in order to meet the saint who seems to be carrying out ideals similar to her own, Artoria decides to travel all the way west to the city of Droplik. Perhaps the person she wanted to see in her heart was the French saint.

When Emily heard of Artoria's plan, she approached the caravan leader and asked him to join forces with the other Brown City caravans in the same town, on the grounds that she was going to escort the noble Artoria to Droplik City.

The leader of the caravan, who had wanted to refuse this unreasonable demand, caught the attention of a Celtic nobleman in the tavern during a loud argument with Emily in the inn.

The nobleman of Brown City arbitrated the dispute, and announced that he would also go to Droplik City with one of his armed retinue and four Abbon Danion raiders to join the regular army, and meet the Holy Maiden by the way.

This nobleman had used the wind and cold as an excuse to avoid the lord's call.

Although he was a coward who was despised, there was no doubt that the leader of a small caravan was not qualified to disobey a nobleman.

Artoria was able to change horses and, accompanied by six warriors, rode westward.

The poor little caravan leader's depressed mood didn't last long.

The leader of the large caravan who was originally responsible for the protection of the nobles was grateful to him for helping him send the old man away, and was not only willing to take this small caravan with him for free, but also taught him a lot of business lessons before returning to Brown City.

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