Chapter 487 The Bloody Enchantress

New Darlington.

This is a city close to the east coast of Britain, the fairy kingdom.

This city was once abandoned, and it was not until it was given to the goblin knight Tristan as a territory that it regained its vitality and was reborn in this Britain.

But to the humans and even the goblins in Britain, the goblin country, this place is a ferocious demon king's castle, which may be second only to Camelot in terror, or even more so.

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

She is the only magician besides Queen Morgan.

She is a demon who can cut off other people's heads just by playing a string.

She looks like a beautiful princess on the outside, but is an evil vampire on the inside.

This is Tristan, the goblin knight as famous as Lancelot and Gawain.

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

"Ding dong!"

A very beautiful piano sound sounded in New Darlington.

The sound of the piano comes from a theater.

It looks like an ancient Roman arena. It is circular in shape and surrounded by auditoriums. The scale is not very large, but it is not small either. It makes people think of the scene when the seats are packed. It can definitely be called There are huge crowds of people, and once the cheers start, they will definitely soar into the sky and linger for a long time.

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

Because there is a bloody killing almost every day here.

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

They are either rebelling against the queen's existence, or they are slaves assigned to it. Sometimes goblins in other cities will send the humans who serve them here out of dissatisfaction or boredom and let them enter this theater.

What these people have to do is put on a show here, which is simply to fight.

The winning side survives.

The loser dies on the spot.

Keep killing and fighting like this, until only one person is left, and then this person can be freed.

However, 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 disappeared, as if they had evaporated from the world. One can imagine their fate.

Extremely cruel.

Incomparably cruel.

Extremely bloody.

Extremely terrifying.

This is the National Theater of Killings in New Darlington, a place that scares countless people and delights countless others.

Of course, the ones who feel ecstatic are usually goblins.

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

But when the wonderful sound of the piano sounds here, the audience (goblins) appearing in this theater today are destined to turn their cheers into lamentations.

The reason is that only today, they are the targets (prey) of being killed.

"Pfft!"

A goblin's head was cut off by a sudden attack, and was thrown up high. The headless body sprayed a large amount of hot blood while slowly falling down, staining the auditorium red.

"Ding dong - ding dong - ding dong -"

The beautiful sound of the harp being played kept ringing.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"......

The heads of the goblins were cut off one after another and thrown into the sky.

Undoubtedly, this is what the harp was playing.

The goblin holding the harp kept playing it, turning the beautiful sound into an invisible attack, like an invisible piano wire. Every time it passed through the air, it would cut off a piece of music. The goblin's head caused the goblin to die tragically on the spot.

In such an unreasonable tragedy, the goblins who originally came to enjoy the killing show became participants in the killing, either screaming and running away from the audience, or making a mess in panic.

The entire National Killing Theater suddenly turned into purgatory and an extremely chaotic slaughterhouse.

"Why, why do you do this to us...!?"

"We just came to watch humans kill!"

"Don't kill us!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

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

"Long-winded!"

Tristan, who was wearing a bright red princess dress, held the harp and shouted with an annoyed look on his face.

"Don't run around, just stand there obediently. They are just a bunch of consumables that will die sooner or later because they can't pay their existence tax. Why don't you let me have a good time?"

Saying these words, Tristan walked slowly in the auditorium of the theater as if he was walking on a catwalk in high heels, while playing the harp, turning the sound of the harp into a sharp blade, and turning the strings into a murderous white line, constantly drawing Breaking through the air, he killed the goblins who were fleeing in panic.

"I'm unhappy, I'm really unhappy."

"The existence of you trash goblins is already very unpleasant. Now that you are not even used to vent your anger, it is even more unpleasant."

"If Mother didn't still need your magic power, I really hope all the fairies in this country die."

"There are still humans anyway, and there is no shortage of toys, so it doesn't make any difference whether you are in this world or not, right?"

"Ah, die quickly, die quickly, stop being an eyesore, and die!"

Tristan, who is chattering like this, looks like a young lady who is complaining about the difficulty of life. There is not much murderous intent in her tone. Instead, it feels like she is talking casually. Not only is it not scary, but it is Somewhat cute.

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

This killing continued for a full hour.

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

If Li Ge were here, he might think of the killing that Shalltear Bradfren carried out in the northern forest of E-Rantel, right?

The difference was that Shalltear looked happy after enjoying the killing, but Tristan still looked unhappy.

"Is this gone?"

"No way? There should have been many goblins here just now, right?"

"Are you hiding? Hey! Come out quickly!"

Tristan demanded unreasonably.

The person who responded to Tristan was a man whose face remained unchanged even when he was walking among a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and he even smiled.

"Everyone has been scared away, Miss Spinel."

The man who said such words was none other than Beryl Gat.

"Why is this like this?" Tristan suddenly said with great dissatisfaction: "I haven't vented enough yet. Red Beryl, aren't there a few fish that have slipped through the net?"

"Even if there is, it probably won't be enough for Miss You to kill alone." Beryl spread his hands and said helplessly: "Besides, if you make such a fuss, no one will come to this theater in the future. This is a rare sideshow in the fairy country of Britain, and it is a pity that it has disappeared like this."

"You can rest assured on this." Tristan sneered: "The more killings here, the more unreasonable, the more goblins will be excited about it, and such guys will definitely come here."

"Isn't it? Are fairies so interesting?" Beryl burst out laughing and said, "This is really different from humans who are always greedy for life and afraid of death."

"It's better not to think too highly of them, right?" Tristan said disdainfully: "They are just too stupid and don't know how to learn lessons. Of course they will feel very happy and excited when they watch others kill or kill others. , but when the object of killing becomes themselves, they will start to be afraid, just like the ones here just now."

"...I see, this is boring." Beryl suppressed his smile, lowered his head slightly, and let his glasses begin to reflect light, covering his eyes, and said like this: "No matter how unjust it is for evildoers, at least they should know If the person who is evil himself is doing evil without realizing it, then he is just a worthless pest."

"What?" Tristan frowned and said even more dissatisfied: "Don't say things that others can't understand. It will make me look stupid, red beryl."

Isn’t that what you are?

Beryl chuckled in his heart, but on the surface he still had a cheerful expression.

"Speaking of which, you should have vented enough. Miss, does the fact that Her Majesty the Queen is getting married make you so angry?"

Hearing this, Tristan bit his lip.

Yes, it was because of this incident that she was in such a bad mood.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have jumped into the audience and started killing the cheering goblins, feeling annoyed by their laughter and cheers.

His mother was getting married, and this incident made this fairy knight lose control of her emotions.

However, Beryl didn't quite understand.

"It's just getting married. For fairies, this shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

Beryl said this with a relaxed expression.

As far as he knew, although there was a relationship between husband and wife in the Fairy Kingdom, this relationship was basically not as resilient as in the human world.

Because fairies cannot have children, or there is no need for them.

Unlike humans who need to continue their bloodline, fairies, as a kind of life, can trace their origin back to nature. The way they give birth to new life is not only by gestating it themselves, but also by other ways.

For example, the original six Yasuzu who first came to the earth from the inner sea of ​​stars can naturally create descendants and kin just by existing there. This is how the six major clans of the fairy country Britain came to be.

In addition, the goblins in the goblin country of Britain will return to the earth after death. After a period of time, a child exactly like the dead goblin will appear on this land, and the child will inherit the appearance of the previous generation. , strength and life, just like the reincarnation of the other party.

In other words, the number of goblins in the goblin country of Britain will not change. Unless there are special factors that prevent the birth of children, otherwise, no matter how many goblins die, the population of the goblin country will return to its original size sooner or later.

This leads to the fact that the fairies in the fairy country of Britain have no concept of having children at all, and instead adopt more children.

Without the obligation to have children, the relationship between goblins is naturally not that strong. Rather than forming a family, it is more like establishing a superficial community of interests, so that some goblins even do it because it is "interesting" , "curious", "want to try that kind of life" and other superficial thoughts to get married.

Under such circumstances, the relationship between husband and wife in the fairy country of Britain is not protected by law, but it is no problem to treat it as a social behavior. Some fairies with bad nature also have the habit of hunting their partners, so here , the relationship between husband and wife sometimes not only means nothing, but also becomes synonymous with danger.

Beryl, who knew this situation, thought that it might be a bad taste for Morgan to want to marry the savior who was destined to overthrow his rule in the prophecy.

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

After all, that was Morgan, who was notorious in the legend of "his world" and was called a slut by many people, right?

It is normal for there to be such a development, right?

Beryl thought so.

but---

"...You have no idea what Mother has done."

Tristan gritted his teeth.

"What?"

Beryl raised an eyebrow.

Tristan said extremely unhappy and unhappy: "No one knows except me, right? In the two thousand years since I became the queen, my mother has been missing someone."

"Missing?" Beryl said in great surprise and astonishment: "No way? The Queen will miss someone for two thousand years? Is it that Morgan?"

"It's unbelievable, right? But it's a fact!" Tristan said irritably: "Although I don't know who that person is, for him, Mother spent half of her time developing two magic tricks during her reign. oh?"

"Those are the "courtyard" and "pile" that even I am not allowed to use. "

"Originally, I thought that the "courtyard" and "pile" were great secrets that could only be used by my mother like the "tower". Later, my mother told me that they were actually the same as the "mirror" and could be handed over to It's my thing, but she can't do it, because this "court" and "stake" only have an effect on one person, and it is a magic that only exists for that person. "

Having said this, Tristan waved his hands angrily, and used his sharp nails to cut open the corpse of a goblin lying next to him, and cut it into pieces.

"I knew from that time that there was actually a person living in my mother's heart. If she wanted to get married, she would only marry that person. She would never marry anyone else like other goblins."

Hearing this, Beryl lowered his eyes.

"...This is really an extremely surprising thing."

Beryl whispered first, and then spoke.

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

But didn’t the Son of Prophecy come to Britain just sixteen years ago? How could it be possible for Morgan to miss him for two thousand years?

There must be something going on here that I don't know about.

Beryl's thoughts were racing in his mind.

However, before Beryl could think about the result, Tristan spoke first.

"I don't care who is the son of prophecy or not!" Tristan said with a slightly twisted face: "I will have no objection to whoever Mother wants to marry, but the premise is that this person cannot take away the love Mother has for me. like!"

"I can't allow anyone more important than me to appear in my mother's heart!"

"Mother, you can love many people, but the one you love the most must be me!"

"Otherwise, I will..."

Tristan did not say the next words.

She just blinked, not knowing what she thought of, her eyes were red.

Seeing this, Beryl opened his eyes wide.

"Hey, hey, Miss Spinel, are you trying to kill the queen's future husband?" Beryl said with an expression of "please spare me", "Although I'm still a little reluctant to believe that. Morgan would value a man so much, but if it’s like what you said and you touch that man, even you will definitely be punished, right?”

Beryl knew that the cold Winter Witch doted on Tristan.

Even though she didn't show it, her attitude towards Tristan was clearly shown by her indulgence in every aspect.

If Morgan's husband only appeared for a dispensable purpose, then Morgan would definitely have no problem with Tristan getting rid of him, and he wouldn't blame Tristan for it.

But if the husband Morgan chooses this time is, as Tristan said, a man that Morgan will miss for two thousand years, then even if Morgan favors Tristan again, once Tristan touches him, she will not be able to do it this time. Maybe he can forgive his adopted daughter?

However, Tristan seemed not to realize this, or in other words, he deliberately ignored it.

"Since you are the partner chosen by Mother, you must at least let me, my daughter, pass by first, right?"

Tristan took a deep breath and showed a charming smile.

"If he dies easily, mother may think that she has misjudged the person?"

Hearing this, Beryl wanted to say something.

"Even Lancelot and Gawain have not been able to deal with people smoothly. Why do you think you can easily deal with them?"

Beryl did not say this sentence.

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

"……never mind."

At that moment, Beryl lowered his head and hid his eyes under his glasses.

"Anyway, I want to see the rumored son of prophecy, so let's see where he comes from."