The little shield maiden's adorable confused expression immediately put the goblins at ease.
They whispered to each other secretly: "No need to be afraid, she seems to have lost her memory!"
"She must have been to the [Nameless Forest], then we're set!"
The goblins all revealed wicked smiles.
They approached from a distance and said very politely: "Hi, this lovely young lady, we're a friendly merchant caravan. We saw you collapsed by the roadside and came specifically to check on you."
"Yes, we specialize in helping homeless girls, giving them the warmth of a home." another goblin added enthusiastically.
"Please ride in our carriage. You'll be our most precious mercha... ahem, our most precious guest."
These slave traders instantly transformed into hospitable, five-star good citizens.
Each one greeted her with extreme friendliness.
Then.
To the astonishment of all viewers.
Mash actually took them at their word: "Okay, thank you very much then!"
The amnesiac little shield maiden, with a dazed and cute expression, automatically walked into the slave transport cart!
Now this is what you call self-delivery service!
The goblins were also momentarily stunned before revealing ecstatic expressions.
Afterward.
They stared at the white wolf-like creature not far away, frowning as they said, "This guy seems pretty strong. We might have trouble handling it."
"How about we capture it together and sell it off?" another goblin suggested.
"Let's ask if it's willing to be sold first."
Upon the goblins' inquiry,
the mysterious white wolf-like creature voluntarily walked onto the carriage.
Another delivery right to their doorstep!
The audience was completely dumbfounded—
[Has Mash, who left her senior Nameless, become this easy to trick?]
[Dang, such a naive and adorable little shield girl—I could trick her into my home ten times over!]
[Whoa! These are the goblins from countless doujins! Not that kind of thing, please no!]
[Hey, hey, Nameless, hurry up and find her! Otherwise, the little shield girl will really be taken by the goblins as their mountain stronghold wife!]
[By the way, does that white wolf kinda look like Fou?]
[Fou probably didn't follow, but who knows if he sneaked along secretly.]
...
In the real Chaldea,
Mash stared blankly at her video self: "I actually got tricked by goblins?"
It was so strange.
Although she was pure and kind-hearted, she wasn't foolish at all.
Having been infused with vast knowledge since childhood, plus the careful guidance of Dr. Roman and Da Vinci, her wisdom far surpassed that of ordinary people.
She also possessed the decisiveness and firmness of a Servant.
Yet,
in the video, after losing her memory due to the white mist in the [Nameless Forest], she was easily deceived by goblins.
She even gave up all resistance, voluntarily stepped onto the carriage, and turned herself into slave goods!
Mash's face instantly flushed bright red with embarrassment.
So humiliating.
It was truly mortifying.
If her senior saw this, she would have no way to explain herself.
She had been following her senior for so long, always striving to keep up with his pace, so why did she become like this the moment she left him?
No wonder her senior was reluctant to bring her along.
It was clearly her own problem!
"Miss Mash, I think we need to review some basics." Dr. Roman's gaze was serious.
This adorable little shield maiden had been like a daughter to him, carefully raised under his care since childhood.
Seeing his daughter's embarrassing performance filled him with sorrow.
Even with lost memories, how could she be deceived by goblins that were completely different from humans?
Da Vinci reached out and patted the little shield maiden's head: "Dear Mash, you really are too naive and kind-hearted."
To put it nicely, she was innocent.
In reality, she was just gullible!
Being deceived by humans was one thing.
But how could a bunch of goblins, completely different from humans, manage to trick you?
What if you were captured and taken back to their nest for unspeakable acts? What would we do then?
Now both Da Vinci and Dr. Roman were deeply worried, fearing something might happen to this little shield maiden.
Despite possessing great power, she just threw her shield aside unused.
Galahad would cry if he saw this!
Mash's face grew increasingly flushed with embarrassment: "Um, I-I'll be more careful! Don't worry, the me in this Lostbelt is perfectly fine."
This was so embarrassing.
She wanted to crawl into a hole and hide.
Fortunately, the video feed switched back to her senpai's perspective.
Finally sparing her from continued humiliation.
...
In the tavern.
Nameless looked at the Command Spells on his hand and said: "Mash isn't injured. According to my sensing, she's quite far away, probably in another city."
"As long as she's not hurt, let's rest for today. We'll go find her tomorrow." Da Vinci sighed in relief.
In this tavern where Da Vinci worked, everyone took a temporary rest.
Artoria Caster appeared particularly surprised when she learned she could have her own room.
This was treatment she had never experienced before!
Making the audience feel quite conflicted watching.
The mighty, ever-victorious King Arthur had fallen to such a state - it was rather pitiful.
When it was time to rest.
Nameless knocked on her door: "I need to talk with you."
"Eh, alright."
Artoria Caster quickly walked over and opened the door, looking at him curiously.
The more time she spent with this man, the more she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Nameless casually closed the door and set up a soundproof magecraft barrier before speaking: "You possess the Staff of Selection, became the Child of Prophecy, and were taught magecraft by Merlin in your dreams, correct?"
"Yes, that's right." Artoria Caster nodded.
Sixteen years ago.
The Mirror Clan had prophesied that sixteen years later, the Child of Prophecy would ring six great bells.
Thereby overthrowing the tyrannical rule of Queen Morgan, uniting humans and fairies to become the new king of Britain.
And she had been taught by Merlin in her dreams, learning various abilities.
Artoria Caster said proudly: "I've learned abilities like stealth, lockpicking, and making sleeping potions!"
"...Those things are useless. You were deceived."
Nameless's expression became particularly pitying, "Actually, that 'Merlin' was fake too."
"I suppose this Child of Prophecy is fake as well?"
Artoria Caster's body trembled slightly upon hearing this.
Her previously cheerful expression suddenly turned gloomy.
Growing increasingly despondent, she said: "My magical energy is so low, I can't even compare to most fairies, and I have no followers. So everything was fake all along!"
Having endured torment since childhood, she was called the Child of Prophecy, yet was treated as a precious treasure by various fairies who sought to capture and offer her to Morgan.
How could someone like her possibly defeat Queen Morgan?
"No, no, your identity as the Child of Prophecy is real!" Nameless quickly grasped her hand to comfort her.
"Really?"
Artoria Caster seemed to have grabbed her last lifeline, trembling with fear.
"Really, I never lie to you."
Nameless held her hand tightly and said seriously, "The Artoria I know from another timeline is a perfect king, ruling over all of Britain."
"Then, can you tell me about the other me?" the girl asked.
As Nameless narrated,
she finally learned how powerful and resolute the other her truly was.
At fifteen, she pulled the Sword in the Stone and was crowned King of Britain, shouldering the burden of the entire nation.
She conquered the world, undefeated in countless battles, truly a living legend.
"Please, other me, grant me the courage to face Queen Morgan!"
Artoria Caster's eyes were full of anticipation. "What was the relationship between the other you and me?"
"I was her guardian knight, and she was the Servant I summoned," Nameless replied.
"Eh, a mutual bond?"
Artoria Caster was slightly taken aback.
Finally, she understood why he had agreed so readily to the Fairy King's proposal earlier.
So, this was something the two of them had experienced in another timeline.
Secretly, she resolved in her heart not to fall short of the other her!
After resting for the night,
Oberon declared with extreme confidence, "With my reputation, we can easily meet the Wind Clan's leader, Aurora. Just follow me!"
Under his guidance,
the group arrived at the palace where the leader resided.
But as soon as they reached the palace entrance,
a fairy named Clarel sneered, "Oberon, how dare you bring these lowly humans here? Do you want them to die?"
"Please announce us! I've brought the Child of Prophecy!" Oberon quickly shouted.
"Hah, do you think I'd believe that? Soldiers, drive out this fake prince who never repays his debts!"
The other party showed no intention of believing him.
A battle instantly erupted.
However,
under the assault of Nameless and the others, the ordinary soldiers stood no chance.
The group smoothly made their way to the second floor.
The Wind Clan's leader stood in the room, watching them.
Her golden hair was adorned with a pure gold leaf headdress.
She seemed to glow, exceptionally dazzling, like the Goddess of Light.
Leader Aurora smiled gently. "It's been a long time since humans have sought me out. Life must be difficult for you."
"Aurora, it's best to change your habit of wanting to protect weak humans upon seeing them," Oberon reminded.
"I know, but helping adorable children in need is what brings me the greatest joy."
Aurora smiled elegantly and kindly. "Come here, child. I'm willing to help you."
Her words instantly won the favor of countless onlookers—
[Wow, this lady is so kind and lovely. I never thought there'd be such a person among the fairies!]
[Yeah, Nameless is so lucky. The Wind Clan is willing to help without hesitation!]
[Is Aurora an angel? So beautiful and kind, instantly fell in love! Big sister, please take care of me!]
[With this pacing, is Nameless teaming up with the six clans to besiege Queen Morgan?]
[Don't jump to conclusions yet! Look how cautious Nameless seems!]
[Nameless is just habitually careful. If Aurora really turns out to be a wolf in sheep's clothing, I'll eat a cactus!]
...
In the Einzbern Castle.
Illya frowned slightly: "This fairy woman gives me a very strange feeling."
Of course, this wasn't jealousy or anything like that.
Even though the other party was taller than her, had bigger assets, and shone like a golden goddess.
None of that mattered.
Illya simply felt that the other party seemed to be hiding something, not being as gentle and kind as she appeared.
Definitely not jealousy!
"You're not alone, I feel the same way," Miyu nodded.
While appearing like a goddess of light, who knows what truth lies beneath.
Previously revealing that the Mors monsters were fallen fairies, combined with Queen Morgan's hatred toward fairies.
Made Miyu quite suspicious that the British Lostbelt must contain terrifying secrets.
No less horrifying than Qin Shi Huang's breeding of masses or Arjuna's ten-day cycles!
Illya continued: "Speaking of which, I'm more curious about what this fairy King Arthur can accomplish. She doesn't have much time left."
Nameless could only remain in the British Lostbelt for forty days.
In such a short time, it's completely insufficient for Artoria to become some legendary swordsman and rapidly develop her strength!
Given the terrifying form Morgan has displayed, she's absolutely no less formidable than Zeus or the Captain.
Otherwise, the Captain wouldn't have evaluated this as the most dangerous Lostbelt, one that could even destroy the entire planet!
"Don't underestimate her. She should play a very important role - after all, she is still King Arthur," Miyu reminded.
Even though British history has shifted with Morgan's coronation.
Artoria remains a genuine contender for the throne, and something unexpected is bound to happen.
...
The video continues.
Aurora put on a gentle and kind demeanor but didn't truly believe that Artoria Caster was the Child of Prophecy.
However, she was willing to offer assistance.
"I'll provide whatever help I can. But please pretend not to know each other when we meet outside."
She said with complete seriousness, "Her Majesty the Queen is too powerful. If discovered, she could erase all fairies of our Wind Clan!"
"Understood, I won't implicate you," Nameless nodded in agreement.
Artoria Caster suddenly stared at him in astonishment.
Because these words clearly read—
[This is a lie!]
Instantly putting her on guard against the fairy before her.
It was evident that this one was far from the benevolent figure he appeared to be.
After departing.
Nameless found the human resistance organization.
There stood a powerful warrior named Percival, who had once escaped from the Fairy Knight Lancelot and earned praise from Queen Morgan.
Though he fought for humanity, Queen Morgan permitted him to reside in the holy city of Camelot.
Yet Percival rejected surrender, forming a rebel army to oppose the queen's rule.
At his invitation.
Nameless and the others began assisting the rebels in capturing a human ranch.
Inside, countless humans were imprisoned as slaves, toiling with blood and sweat.
Beyond labor.
Humans were trained like livestock, and once deemed qualified, the ranch owner would "ship them out."
They could even be delivered with express shipping!
Various powerful fairies purchased humans, keeping them as pets or slaves.
This bore a striking resemblance to The Promised Neverland.
Making onlookers sigh deeply at the harsh survival of humans in the Lostbelt.
The battle raged on.
With the addition of powerful allies like Nameless and Tristan, the rebel army advanced triumphantly.
The fairy guards in the ranch were utterly unable to withstand their assault.
Even those clad in powerful armor bestowed by the queen were slain on the spot by Nameless's sword.
Leaving them collapsing to the ground in bitter resentment.
Just as Nameless and the others smoothly pushed forward, on the verge of completely conquering the entire human ranch.
An enemy radiating formidable aura descended.
Boom!
Flames surged, engulfing dozens of powerful rebels on the spot, burning them to ashes.
Nameless urgently shouted, "Everyone, be careful! The Queen's direct subordinate, a Fairy Knight of the Round Table, has arrived!"
He quickly projected a golden [Athena's Shield] to protect everyone from the terrifying flames.
Clatter~
The sound of chains echoed as a tall, armored figure bathed in flames emerged into their view.
She was a woman, possessing an exaggeratedly ample bosom, encased in armor as if forming a mecha suit.
Her eyes brimmed with a mocking smile: "Heh, resorting to a sneak attack when defenses are lacking. Truly a bunch of weak insects, fitting for you humans."
Along her path, she had slain countless human rebels.
The female knight held chains, leading humans transformed into demon hounds.
Making her appear like a ferocious and terrifying demon, wantonly displaying her prowess.
"This one's aura... why does it resemble that of the Sun Knight Gawain we encountered before?" Da Vinci exclaimed in astonishment.
Looking at her, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
The female knight with the ample bosom sneered even more derisively: "Heh, a swarm of ants. The Queen has long been aware of your arrival."
"But I cannot tolerate it—how dare such weak, lowly trash humans invade our fairy realm!"
"Draw your swords. I, the Fairy Knight Gawain, vow to slaughter every last one of you!"
As the female knight revealed her identity, everyone was instantly shocked.
Tristan stared at her in utter disbelief: "You... are Gawain?"
His mindset shattered instantly.
I thought of you as a brother, so how the hell did you turn into a woman?
And with such an overwhelmingly generous bosom?
The audience was equally shocked—
"Holy crap! Gawain! She's actually Gawain!"
"Ahem, a cold and aloof older sister with such impressive 'assets', looking at you with a mocking gaze... I'm suddenly excited, what should I do?"
"One shouldn't... at least... count me in! Damn, is this what the Fairy Knight Gawain looks like?"
"Hehe, poor Sun Knight Gawain, publicly shamed yet again!"
"Even though she's an enemy, those are just too impressive..."
...
In reality, at the Fuyuki Grand Hotel.
Mordred was equally stunned: "This is Gawain? Did something go wrong somewhere?"
Earlier, when she saw her father, King Artoria, and the sorrowful son Tristan appear in their original forms, she had subconsciously assumed that the other Knights of the Round Table and her mother Morgan would also look the same.
But now.
The appearance of Fairy Gawain dropped a bombshell.
You're telling me that's Gawain?
Mordred lowered her head to glance at her own slightly curved but mostly flat chest.
Then she looked back at Fairy Gawain, whose 'assets' were so impressive they seemed almost too much for the screen to handle.
Her mentality instantly exploded on the spot!
It was one thing for her father, who had become the divine Lion King, to surpass her.
But now, she couldn't even compare to a man!
Gawain was also staring blankly at the screen: "Is this the me from the Lostbelt?"