Representative of the Contrast Appraisal Class, I am the sun

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"Cornus, this can be defeated mercilessly," Merlin said gently.

Mercilessly?

Everyone looked at each other, and Senko Muramasa couldn't help but want to draw his sword.

Is this human language? Is this a question of mercy? Merlin, do you want to pull out half of the human blood in your body!

Don't be a human, just have your nightmare!

That's the God of Creation, and the dead God of Creation is more terrifying than the living one!

It's hard enough to deal with a high-level Moss alone, and now Cornus, who is submerged in endless curses and pollution for 14,000 years, is merciless to them?

For a moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Merlin.

"Fufu——!", Fufu's eyes were sharp and she roared in a low voice.

This damn scumbag is not going to make Mashu explode again? !

"Ah, calm down, I'm kidding, we came here to find a solution~ It's just that Cornus is an opponent that we need to use all our trump cards to barely eliminate," Merlin said hurriedly.

Soon, everything was ready, the memory of winter came, Artoria closed her eyes and faced her memory——

In the bitter winter, the wind was howling, Artoria reviewed her memory again, her eyes were full of emptiness, whether she was awake or asleep, she was trembling in the wind.

The rumbling sound of the wind seemed to make her ears break, there was no decoration on her body, and her body seemed to be frozen.

Everything around was pure black, there was no warm thing, and there was no place to go. This was what Artoria saw. Britain was like hell to her.

But everyone has hope for Altria. Her so-called mother believes in everything about her, and everything... will be used for them.

The opinions of the fairies in the village are divided into two groups, but the conclusions of both sides are the same.

In any case, the child of prophecy can be used. Let's raise her until she is 16 years old. Altria was raised in a stable.

In short, Altria is like this. She was raised as a tool until she was 16 years old, and finally served the village as the child of prophecy. There is no gratitude or hatred. For Altria, she is reluctant, but she does not deny this result.

Because, fairies... there is nothing worth lingering on.

This is also unavoidable. Unconsciously, she knew her mission, to save the fairies of Britain, free them from pain, and give them the right salvation, and this will make Britain have something in the end.

She understands this very well.

Whether it is harsh treatment or abuse, I can endure it as long as there is a reason, but... there is only the voice in my mind.

I can't stand it. Even if I close my eyes or fall asleep, I can still hear it. Deception, self-protection, selfishness, jealousy, Altria can hear the voices of all fairies.

Although it is a noble mission, it is not worth saving such a fairy.

When she was 12 years old, she met Merlin, who was too frivolous...

On the day of her departure at the age of 16, the Staff of Selection was confiscated - the memory of winter ended.

In the memory of autumn, when she was 12 years old, the village chief asked Altria to bring something to the Earth Clan on the cliff. It was a blacksmith fairy...

Altria was very excited because she had never seen such a thing before, but when she saw the man, she was shocked. A short, fat and fierce old man...

This is a weirdo who lived in the cape hundreds of years ago.

Although the impression of the first meeting was not very good, after getting along with each other, Altria felt that although this old man was strict and lonely, he did not lie until the end and was a friend worthy of respect.

The voice was too soft, I couldn't hear it, I couldn't hear it at all! It was so soft and it was quite a holy sword! , the old man scolded.

What? It's obviously your ears that are not working well...

So, this is what it means to become a holy sword...

I didn't understand it at that time, but now I suddenly understand——

The old man hates all fairies. The voice in his heart and the color of his soul have become dark because of his disgust. He is just a fat black man...

Of course, Altria only dared to say this secretly in her heart, otherwise she would be hit on the head by a sledgehammer...

But unexpectedly, she was left behind. As the child of prophecy, she had an additional training. Four years passed quickly, and many unpleasant things happened during this period.

For example, the hateful Bagster, that is, the fairy Gawain, actually laughed at her short stature when they met!

Damn it!

I will never forget this foul-mouthed guy!

At the end of the memory... Altria can't remember it clearly... No, she just doesn't want to remember it. The whole village was on fire.

That old man...Grandpa, the person closest to her, also died...She didn't kill him herself, but what difference does that make?

She didn't know who Grandpa was, nor why he helped her to this extent. She only knew the voice that was still echoing in her chest.

It doesn't matter, as long as the mission is completed, right? As long as everyone is satisfied, right?

Altria burst into tears, crying loudly, grieving!

The only one left alive, her heartbeat, no matter how many times, no matter how many times she lost, can immediately cheer up, this is her strength.

Hold the rod of choice tightly, put on the hat——

Goodbye, everyone, thank you for raising me until I was 16 years old. I am the one who brought the right salvation to Britain

But the new journey is not smooth, what child of prophecy? It's just a village girl, the child of prophecy, a joke.

In the final analysis, the fairies in Britain will hate her the moment they see her..

So Altria went to the Lost Forest, where she met Ritsuka who had lost her memory. She couldn't leave it alone, so a new journey began again.

"Haruhi's memory is only made up of things that make her happy. The obstacle here is..." Merlin frowned.

"If the holy sword is forged, Altria will disappear, right?" Muramasa asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, as the price of confirming the holy sword, she will disappear," Merlin said silently, "This is the mission and function of the fairy in Paradise. Forging a holy sword is not that simple."

"The experience, memory, spiritual foundation, destiny, feelings, etc. she has gained must all be used as materials to forge the holy sword."

In other words, Altria was just a tool from the beginning, and all her joys, sorrows, anger and happiness were just nutrients for the holy sword...

This is not a sacrifice, at most it is an equal exchange, and Altria is indispensable.

After completing the mission, life will end. Altria knew this from the beginning, Merlin said calmly.

Altria understood everything from the moment she came to the spirit cave. Even if there was coercion, she went to the chosen place with Altria's will.

...What a shitty fate!!!

Why do you have to arrange the fate for others? Who agreed to this? ! Who agreed to it!!!

Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched his fists, but was deeply powerless.

When he came to his senses, Altria had woken up. Everyone was stunned. Where is the memory of spring?

Looking at the stunned expressions of everyone, Altria showed a bitter and embarrassed smile.

No... happy memory.

No matter what, it shouldn't be like this...Looking at Altria who was pretending to be confused with a fake smile, Muramasa was silent and full of pain in his heart.

"Yeah, no matter what, that won't work," Muramasa said with his eyes downcast, his eyes looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka, when he saw the orange-haired girl also had a face full of anger, Muramasa smiled with relief.

"But, Fujimaru Ritsuka, I'm relieved that you can be so angry, let's leave the rest to the elders"

Mashu was a little confused.

"Okay, run, or she will really run ahead alone," Muramasa quickly followed Altria, muttering in an imperceptible voice, "Anyway, this is the end of a long journey, I have to witness the completion of this mission seriously"

The wind roared, the starry sky was bright

——Every time I closed my eyes, I was here

But this is not right, it's a lie, in fact, closing your eyes is no different from falling asleep, in her eyes, the world always looks like this, these winds and dark clouds are not storms, they are all the voices of the people. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

But the darkness just won’t go away, the wind blows without stopping, in this land full of filth, she must complete the mission of the fairy of paradise.

But... she can’t do it,This kind of thing is absolutely impossible!

No one will hear her no matter how she cries. Besides, even her own voice is blown away by the wind, so how can she ask for help?

After experiencing various things in the village and understanding the hearts of the fairies, the storm is getting more and more fierce. I don’t know which direction to move forward, and I don’t know what to aim for.

Sometimes, Altria feels that His Majesty Morgan is quite happy. He has made Britain his own country. Because he has such a firm goal, he can move forward in the storm without confusion!

But she has nothing, nothing, nothing at all. She hates Britain, fairies, and humans. Why should she save what she hates?

Her path was given by Altria Pendragon, the king of Britain in pan-human history.

But after hearing the story of the knight king, she felt disgusted from the bottom of her heart. The ideal knight, a life lived for others, dedicating everything to the future king of Britain.

She doesn't want to be like that, but forging the holy sword is her destiny and cannot be changed.

Without the holy sword, Britain will have a different ending. I'm done with it. How good it is... Let it be...

But only she can save that girl. Every time the bell rings, Altria thinks so. But, are the planets still watching?

In the storm, a bright star has never changed. It is neither the goal she longs for nor a precious thing, but it has always been there. No matter howling winds and gathering clouds, it is always there.

She has never stopped, and doesn't want to lose to it, doesn't want to lose to this storm cloud...

The fairy in the paradise has no spring, and there is nothing to get, so she wants to know what the reason for persistence is. For an ordinary girl like her, what does the star mean? []

The chosen place, the forging place of the holy sword——

The stars are shining outside the window, and the tower is mysterious and magical.

Merlin explained to everyone that this is the core of the universe at the center, and it is the place where the fairies of Paradise return.

As long as Altria joins in, the holy sword will be forged. Not only this Lostbelt, but also the pan-human history where the concept of the holy sword is blank, can finally obtain the holy sword, not just a recorded thing.

It is a weapon that belongs to humans of this era and fights off alien invasions!

Make the impossible possible, and turn 0 into 1——

"Is that so? Then it must be done," Altria smiled, "Britain can be restored to its original state, and the outside world can also be saved. It's really killing two birds with one stone."

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In the Ten Thousand Worlds, everyone was silent for a long time.

Finally, after a period of silence, it broke out completely!

Damn Merlin, damn fairies! ! ! Go to hell! ! ! .