In the Royal City of Camelot, Fairy Knight Lancelot quietly patrolled the castle. You ask why she appeared here? Of course, she would appear here; otherwise, why would the newborn little dragon appear in this place? It was Fairy Knight Lancelot who, obeying Aurora's arrangements, brought him here. Everything was for the sake of the subsequent plans.
After all, Aurora was ready to drive a wedge between a certain "loyal dog" and his beloved mistress. How much of a role this little dragon could play depended on exactly how that loyal dog filled in the blanks with his imagination.
She hoped it would work in one go. That way, even if the plan didn't succeed this time, she wouldn't need to rack her brains to sow discord again next time.
Fairy Knight Lancelot didn't care about the impact caused by bringing this little dragon back. At this moment, she was still fighting for Aurora's dream. In her view, her repayment was not yet over. As for when it would end, it was truly hard to say.
On the other side, Artoria, known as the Child of Prophecy, looked at the staff before her, her eyes trembling slightly. Of course, she remembered this staff. It was held in her hand when she woke up. Also, when she was young, she had held this staff and learned magic for a while from a big brother magician with beautiful wings.
However, after the fairies discovered this, the staff was confiscated. Now, they suddenly returned the staff to her and told her that she was actually the Child of Prophecy. Even a Fairy of Paradise would find it hard to react for a moment, let alone the fact that she hadn't rung the Bells of Pilgrimage yet, so the girl didn't know her mission.
And what did the Village Head before her say?
Kill Ector of the blacksmith shop?! And Ector was the Black Knight who once followed the Queen? That honest and kind uncle, the only one who was genuinely good to her? Kill the only friend she had made in this village? Impossible! She would absolutely never do such a thing!
"I do not agree! Suddenly appearing in front of me saying I am the Child of Prophecy, returning the staff you confiscated, and then telling me to kill my friend... That is absolutely impossible!"
Artoria really wanted to say that she had already sensed these fairies' thoughts and attitudes toward her, but saying that might make the current situation even worse, right? Artoria knew the hypocrisy of these fairies too well. Doing so would extremely likely make things worse. Moreover, she could faintly sense that something disgusting seemed to be spreading among these fairies.
After hearing the answer from the girl before him, the Village Head's expression changed instantly. At the same time, he couldn't believe it. Why was everything different from what they thought? The Chosen One before them didn't listen to their arrangements, nor did things develop as they imagined. Was there a mistake in their deduction ability?
Or was the Child of Prophecy simply not something they could control?
Either way, it meant that their investment over these dozen years had basically gone down the drain. Of course, they hadn't actually invested much—at most, investing in a stable to shelter this girl from the wind and rain. However, thanks to this, they had evaded the searches of the Queen's army over these years. But the fairies viewed all this as their grace toward this girl.
"What did you say? We adopted you and gave you so much comfort, and this is how you repay us?"
The Village Head was extremely angry now, grabbing the girl's shoulders and shaking her constantly. However, the girl still persisted in her thoughts. She refused to act for these fairies, refused to kill her friend—that is, the Queen's former partner, the Black Knight Ector!
For a moment, some bewilderment appeared in the hearts of many fairies. Their ambition shattered at this moment. But some people still retained a shred of sobriety. They couldn't let the "investment" of these dozen years go to waste just like that. Since the girl before them wasn't willing, then lock her up completely! Then go find the army of the Fang Clan and tell them that they caught the Child of Prophecy!
This way, they could exchange her for a large bounty. It wouldn't count as letting their investment of more than 10 years turn completely to ashes. As for that Black Knight, ignore him for now. After all, they seemed to lack the ability to fight that Black Knight. They thought the Child of Prophecy would complete all this, but clearly, the Child of Prophecy before them was probably useless.
Exchange for the bounty then. Treat it as waste utilization.
The fairies quickly discussed how to deal with this girl. Looking at the girl, the Village Head no longer had a smile on his face. "Lock her up, then notify the army. By the way, tell the army that we know some intelligence that others don't. See how much bounty we can get. Remember to hide this from Ector; that Black Knight is not easy to deal with."
The surrounding fairies nodded. After casting spurning looks at the girl, they prepared to return to their respective homes. Nothing interesting would happen today, and the benefits they would receive would be minimal. It would probably be difficult to replace that Queen and become the new rulers of this land.
Precisely because there was no way to become the high-ranking officials of this land, these fairies felt a bit of emptiness and depression in their hearts. At this moment, they felt they might need to calm down, so they chose to go home temporarily. No one noticed their state; it was extremely likely to turn them into Mors.
The girl was locked firmly in the stable, even tied up with ropes, with a cloth stuffed in her mouth to ensure she wouldn't call for help. Of course, the girl guessed that these fairies were not sincere toward her, but she didn't expect the ending would be like this. She faintly remembered a bit of her mission, but it wasn't that clear.
However, more or less, the girl knew that before her, there seemed to be another one who had taken up this task. Did that fairy also experience a situation extremely similar to hers now?
In fact, the despair experienced by the previous Fairy of Paradise was far greater than what the girl experienced now. And as the fairies returned to their respective homes, no one noticed that after the fairy who went to notify the army left, black substances appeared on the bodies of many people. At the same time, these black substances were expanding outward rapidly.
"Honey, how did it go?"
A fairy placed dinner on the table, then walked toward her husband who had just returned. They all fantasized that they could use the Child of Prophecy to become the new power holders on this island, so they were incomparably expectant. This fairy, who held her husband in her arms, did not realize that what her husband brought her was not good news, but the Grim Reaper.
The blackness began to spread.