New Darlington.

This is a city near the east coast of Britain in the Fairy Country.

The city was once deserted, until it was given to the elf knight Tristan as a domain and was reborn in this Britain.

But for the humans and even the goblins in the fairy country of Britain, this is a vicious demon castle, and the degree of horror may be second only to Camelot, or even surpassing.

Because the lord here is a moody slayer, a bloody man who has killed more than 400,000 goblins in a hundred years, and the daughter of the witch Morgan, one of the most terrifying beings in Britain.

She is the only magician other than Queen Morgan.

She's a demon who can chop off someone's head with just one string.

A beautiful princess on the outside, an evil vampire on the inside.

This is Tristan, the fairy knight on a par with Lancelot and Gawain.

Today, the fairy knight, as always, suddenly became in a bad mood.

"Ding Dong!"

A very beautiful sound sounded in New Dalington.

The sound of the piano comes from a theater.

It looks like the gladiatorial arena of ancient Rome, the whole is round, surrounded by spectators, the scale is not very large, but it is not small, people can think of the scene when the seats are full, it can definitely be called a sea of people, and once the cheers are sounded, they will definitely be able to soar into the sky for a long time.

In the past, this theater was indeed very lively, and there were countless goblins who came here every day.

Because, almost every day, a bloody killing is staged here.

The protagonists of the circular arena thrown into the middle are usually humans captured from outside.

They either rebelled against the Queen's existence, or they were assigned slaves, and sometimes the elves from other cities would send the humans who served them here to let them enter the theater because they were dissatisfied or bored.

And all these people have to do is put on a show here, which is simply a battle.

The winning side survives.

The losing side dies on the spot.

Kill and fight like this, until only the last man is left, and then this person will be free.

It's just that no one has ever seen the last remaining champion walk out of here alive.

After they won the championship, they were taken away, and then they disappeared, as if they had evaporated from the world, and the fate can be imagined.

Incomparably cruel.

Incomparably cruel.

Incomparably bloody.

Incomparably terrifying.

This is the National Killing Theatre in New Darlington, a place that has terrified and delighted countless people.

Of course, it's usually goblins who get ecstatic.

For many goblins, killing humans and watching them kill each other is a very ornamental game, and it is the best thing for entertainment.

But when the beautiful sound of the piano sounded here, the audience (goblins) who appeared in this theater today were destined to turn into applause and sorrow.

It is only today that they are the objects of slaughter.

"Poof!"

The head of a goblin was sliced off by a sudden attack, and it was thrown high, causing the headless body to spew a large amount of blood while slowly falling down, staining the audience red.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

The beautiful sound of the harp being strummed keeps ringing.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" ………

One by one, the heads of the goblins were also cut off one after another and thrown into the sky.

Needless to say, this is what the harp that is being strummed does.

The goblin holding the harp kept playing it, turning the beautiful sound into an invisible attack, like an invisible piano line, and every time it slashed through the air, it would cut off a goblin's head, causing the goblin to die on the spot.

In such an unreasonable tragedy, the goblins who had come to enjoy the killing drama became participants in the killing, either screaming and running away from the audience, or making a mess in horror.

The entire National Killing Theater suddenly turned into purgatory, and also turned into an extremely chaotic slaughtering ground.

"Why, why do you ...... us like that!?"

"We're just here to see humans kill!"

"Don't kill us!"

"Ahh

The panicked flight and hysterical screams of the goblins only made the characters who suddenly appeared in the audience feel irritated by their killers.

"Long-winded!"

Tristan, dressed in a bright red princess dress, held the harp and shouted with annoyance and irritation.

"Don't run around, just stand there obediently, anyway, it's just a bunch of consumables who will die sooner or later if they can't pay the existence tax, why don't you let me have a good time?"

Saying this, Tristan walked slowly down the theater as if he were walking on a catwalk, while playing the harp, turning the sound of the piano into a sharp blade, and the strings into murderous white lines, constantly cutting through the air, slashing the goblins fleeing in panic.

"It's not happy, it's so unpleasant."

"The very existence of you garbage goblins is already very unpleasant, and now it doesn't even play a role in venting anger, which is even more unpleasant."

"If it weren't for Mother's need for your magic, I would have liked all the goblins in this country to die."

"Anyway, there are still humans, and there is no shortage of toys, so there is no difference between you and you in this world at all, right?"

"Ahh

Tristan, who is chattering like this, looks like a young lady complaining about the difficulty of life, and there is not much murder in her tone, but there is a feeling of casual fragmentation, which is not only not terrible, but a little cute.

But when such a lovely girl speaks in a tone without any nervousness, and keeps cutting off other people's heads in a public place, staining the place that was full of cheers and cheers with scarlet blood, this scene is undoubtedly more terrifying than a thriller.

The killing lasted for a full hour.

An hour later, there was no one living in the theater, only pools of blood and corpses scattered around the girl, creating a picture of hell.

If Rigg had been here, he would have thought of the slaughter that Shatia Bradflen had carried out in the northern forest of Yar Lantier, right?

The difference is that Shatia has a happy expression after enjoying the killing, but Tristan still has an unhappy face.

"That's it?"

"Wouldn't it? There must have been a lot of goblins here just now, didn't they? ”

"Are you hiding? Feed! Come out of here! ”

Tristan demanded unreasonably.

Tristan responded to this is a man who does not change his face even when he walks in the sea of corpses and blood, and even smiles.

"People have been scared away, Miss Spinel."

The man who said such things was none other than Beryl Gart.

"How so?" Tristan suddenly said with great dissatisfaction: "I haven't vented enough, red beryl, aren't there a few fish that have slipped through the net?" ”

"Even if there is, it is estimated that it is not enough for you to kill the eldest lady." Berrier spread his hands and said helplessly: "Besides, if you make such a fuss, I'm afraid no one will come to this theater in the future, this is a rare after-show in the fairy country of Britain, it's a pity that it's gone." ”

"You can rest assured of that." Tristan scoffed, "The more killings here, the more unreasonable they are, the more goblins will be excited about it, and those guys will definitely come over here." ”

"Isn't it? Are the elves so interesting? Berrill laughed and said, "This is really different from human beings who are greedy for life and afraid of death at every turn." ”

"It's better not to think too highly of them, right?" Tristan said disdainfully: "They are just too stupid to learn their lesson, and when they see others kill or kill others, of course they feel happy and excited, but when the object of the killing becomes themselves, they start to be afraid, just like the ones who were here just now." ”

“…… I see, it's not interesting. Berrier retracted his smile, lowered his head slightly, let his glasses begin to reflect, covering his eyes, and said: "Even if the evil person is not tolerated, at least he should know that he is the evil side, if he is unconsciously doing evil, then he is just a worthless pest." ”

"What?" Tristan frowned, and said even more dissatisfied: "Don't say the kind of things that people don't understand, it will make me look stupid, red beryl." ”

Aren't you that?

Berrier chuckled inwardly, but on the surface he still had a hearty expression.

"By the way, you should have vented enough, miss, is the fact that Her Majesty is going to get married so angry that makes you angry?"

Hearing this, Tristan bit his lip.

Yes, it's because of this incident that she is in such a bad mood.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have jumped straight into the audience and slaughtered the cheering elves, irritated by their laughter and cheers.

His mother was getting married, and this incident made the fairy knight's emotions out of control.

However, Berrier is not very understanding.

"It's just getting married, so it's not a big deal for a goblin, right?"

Berrill said this with a relaxed expression.

As far as he knew, although there was also a husband and wife relationship in the fairy country, this relationship was basically not resilient compared to the human world.

Because goblins don't have children, or there's no need for that.

Unlike humans, who need to continue their bloodline, elves are a kind of life that can be traced back to nature, and they give birth to new life in more ways than just themselves, but in other ways.

For example, the primordial six Yaling, who originally came to the earth from the sea within the stars, only need to exist there to naturally create descendants and their kindreds, which is how the six clans of the fairy country of Britain came about.

In addition, the elves of the fairy kingdom of Britain will return to the earth after death, and after a period of time, there will be a child on this land that is exactly the same as the dead elf, and the child will inherit the appearance, power, and life of the previous generation, as if they were the reincarnation of the other party.

In other words, the number of goblins in the country of goblins in Britain will not change, unless there are special factors that intervene and cause offspring to not be born, otherwise, no matter how many goblins die, the population of the goblin country will sooner or later return to the original.

This leads to the fact that the goblins in the country of goblins in Britain do not have the concept of having children at all, but there are more cases of adopting children.

Without the obligation to have children, the relationship between the husband and wife of the goblins is naturally not so strong, it is not so much to form a family, but to establish a superficial community of interests, so that some goblins will even get married because of shallow ideas such as "interesting", "curious", and "want to try that life".

In such a situation, the relationship between husband and wife in the country of goblins in Britain is not only protected by law, but it is no problem to treat it as a social behavior, and some goblins of a bad nature also have a habit of hunting their partners, so here, the relationship between husband and wife sometimes not only does not represent anything, but also becomes synonymous with danger.

Knowing this, Berrier thought it might be a bad idea for Morgan to want to marry a prophesied savior who was destined to overthrow his rule.

Perhaps, on the night of the wedding, the groom who married the witch will die in his bed?

After all, that's Morgan, the one who is so badly remembered in the legend of "his world" that many people call a slut?

It's normal that there will be that kind of development, right?

Berrill thought.

But———

“…… You don't know what your mother has done. ”

Tristan gritted his teeth.

"What?"

Berrill furrowed.

Tristan said extremely unpleasantly and unpleasantly, "No one knows about it except me, right?" In the two thousand years that my mother has been the queen, she has been thinking about someone. ”

"Missing?" Berrier was extremely surprised and stunned, and said, "Won't it? Will the queen miss a man for two thousand years? Is that Morgan? ”

"Unbelievable, right? But it's true! Tristan said irritably, "Although I don't know who that person is, my mother spent half of her reign developing two magic tricks for him?" ”

"Those are the 'courts' and 'piles' that even I am not allowed to use."

"Originally, I thought that the "garden" and "pile" were the same as the "tower" and only the great secret ritual that only my mother could use, but later my mother told me that they were actually the same as the "mirror", and they were both things that could be handed over to me, but she couldn't do this, because the "garden" and "pile" only had an effect on one person, and they were magic tricks that only existed for that person."

With that, Tristan shook his hand angrily and sliced open the corpse of a goblin that had fallen beside him with his sharp nails, dismantling it in eight pieces.

"From that time I knew that my mother had always lived in her heart, and if she wanted to get married, she would only marry that person, and she would never marry someone else casually like other goblins."

Hearing this, Berrier's eyes drooped.

“…… This is a very surprising thing. ”

Berrill whispered before speaking.

"In other words, the rumored son of prophecy is the one Her Majesty is waiting for?"

But didn't the Son of Prophecy come to Britain sixteen years ago? How could it be possible to make Morgan miss for 2,000 years?

There must be something going on that I didn't know.

Beryl's mind raced.

However, before Berrill could think of the result, Tristan spoke first.

"I don't care what the son of prophecy is or what the son of prophecy is not!" Tristan's pretty face was slightly distorted and said, "I will have no objection to whoever my mother wants to marry, but the premise is that this person can't take away my mother's love for me!" ”

"I can't allow my mother to have someone more important than me in her heart!"

"Mother can love many people, but the person I love the most must be me!"

"Otherwise, I'll ........."

The latter words, Tristan did not say.

She just flashed her eyes, and she didn't know what she thought, and her eyes were red.

Seeing this, Beryl's eyes widened.

"Hey, Miss Spinel, you're not trying to be the queen's future husband, are you?" Berrier said with an expression of sparing me, "Although I still don't want to believe that Morgan would attach so much importance to a man, but if it is really like what you said, if you move that man, even you, you will definitely be punished, right?" ”

Berrill knew that the cold Winter Witch was spoiling Tristan.

Even if she didn't show it, her connivance with Tristan everywhere had already clearly expressed such a state.

If Morgan's husband only appeared for dispensable purposes, then Tristan would have no opinion on getting rid of the other party, and he would not blame Tristan for it.

But if Morgan's husband this time is really a character who can make Morgan miss for 2,000 years, as Tristan said, then even if Morgan favors Tristan again, once Tristan moves the other party, it is impossible for her to forgive her adopted daughter this time, right?

However, Tristan didn't seem to realize it, or deliberately ignored it.

"Since it's the partner chosen by the mother, at least let my daughter pass it first, right?"

Tristan took a deep breath and smiled seductively.

"If he dies easily, maybe my mother will think that she is looking at the wrong person?"

Hearing this, Berrier was tempted to say something.

"Even Lancelot and Gawain couldn't solve it smoothly, why do you think you can easily solve each other?"

This sentence, Berrier did not say.

Because, once he said it, he had to poke the biggest sore spot in Tristan's heart.

“…… Never mind. ”

At that moment, Berrill lowered his head and hid his gaze under his glasses.

"Anyway, I also want to see the rumored child of prophecy, so let's see where the other party came from."