Chapter 558 The moment after the war

"I'm sorry, because of my willfulness, I have put you in a difficult situation."

In another space, Artoria stood up and neatly performed a knight's salute to Akara and Quasi-Four-Winged Angel Caial.

Just now, when the Two-Winged Angel referee Ericl was having trouble making a decision, Akara and Caial, the organizers of this martial arts competition, originally wanted to come forward, but were blocked by Artoria.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. This is King Alto's right."

The cunning Akela seemed to have expected Artoria to do this, and there was no expression of surprise on her kind face.

"Gaial's serious and holy face also showed a slight smile. He has lived for thousands of years. His shrewdness is probably not inferior to Akala.

"What does King Alto think of our Wu's final decision?"

After a few chuckles to relax the apologetic expression on Artoria's face, Akara then asked, Artoria's purpose of doing this was so obvious, how could Akara not see it.

"To be honest, I am a little surprised." Artoria closed her eyes slightly, with a faint smile on her beautiful and majestic face.

"Before coming, I was worried that he was too ambitious and could not know the recognition of other elves. As you all know, we elves have always disliked ambitious people, but now it seems that I should be worried that he is too ambitious.

So ambitious."

Arturia's straightforward statement made Akara and Caial laugh again.

After a pause, she opened her eyes, her noble and majestic green pupils showing a serious expression.

"As I said before, I don't hate him at all..."

When she said this, Artoria looked solemn, and the figure that seemed to be in another time and space suddenly became taller and taller, as if she was wearing armor and holding a sharp sword, sitting on a throne above a thousand huge steps.

, the aura is so huge that it makes people unable to breathe, and they can only look up at it, just like the king of kings.

"Qiang——"

The crisp sound of drawing a sword resounded throughout the space, and even Caial's ubiquitous holy aura seemed to shrink a bit under this sound. Caial's eyes narrowed slightly, and the motherland fell to Artori.

On top of the golden sword drawn by Ya.

Hold the sword in your right hand, hold the sword butt in your left palm, and hold the sword tip upward toward your chest. This is the most formal oath of knighthood unique to the elves.

"I, the Queen of the Elf, Artoria, hereby decide that in the war against the forces of hell, if Druid Wu Fan can always be the sharp sword that cuts off the forces of hell, then I, Artoria, represent the entire

The elves swear to become his strongest shield."

After finishing speaking, Arturia raised the long sword high above her head, and the void fell straight down, giving people a sense of determination that she would never return, and finally sheathed the long sword again.

"Are you satisfied with this answer?" Arturia asked, closing her cloak gently.

Of course, this is a historic moment for you and my tribe, and even for the entire Dark Continent. I, this old woman, represent countless lives in the Dark Continent and would like to thank King Alto here."

Having said that, Akara really stood up and bowed slightly.

"No, Your Excellency Akara must not say that. As a member of the continent, this is the obligation that this king and the entire elves should fulfill." Artoria said solemnly, and then gave the two people another knight salute.

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"If there is nothing else to do, please forgive me and take my leave first."

"Would you like to meet Wu Zhen before you finish watching the award ceremony?" Akara sighed slightly in surprise.

"There is no need to rush, I believe we will meet in the near future, right?"

Artoria smiled faintly, and as Akara and Caial watched, her figure gradually disappeared into the darkness...

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On the other side, I didn't know that I had missed the opportunity to meet the cheap fiancée. At this time, I was still talking and laughing with Vilas and the others.

"You've done a great job."

After I apologized sincerely, Sister Sharna stood far away from Vilas and the others and said with a smile, her profile leaning against the big tree looking extremely aloof.

"That's the so-called glory in spite of defeat." Linya clasped her hands together and said with a sweet smile.

"Sir, are you tired? You must be hungry already."

Willas asked softly as always. For her character, it doesn't matter who wins the game. What she prays in her heart is probably that I will be less injured.

"I'm sorry for making you worry." I took a step forward and hugged Vilas tightly. In front of so many people, she immediately blushed with embarrassment, but surprisingly she didn't struggle shyly, but looked very peaceful.

Let me hug you, my nose twitched slightly, and I took a deep breath as if I felt relieved.

"And my little baby Sarah." After letting go of Willas, I hugged Sarah next to me and kissed her so hard that the little angel was so embarrassed that she couldn't even lift her head for a while.

His face was buried in my arms.

Huh? Little Jasmine, what are you doing there with a note?

Looking back, I finally saw the smaller figure of Princess Sanwu, hiding behind the old drunkard and the others. While waving the quill, she raised her head from time to time and cast her gaze on my face.

"This little one seems to be very curious about your current transformation and insight." The old drunkard turned sideways and said nonchalantly.

"kindness?"

I looked at myself subconsciously. Is it really that strange?

The little ghost seemed to see my confusion, nodded vigorously, and said a very hurtful metaphor: "It's like changing from Omus to a white wolf."

Eh heh——?!!!Is the span so big? This simply goes beyond the comparison between amoeba and Namekian. Having said that, in the mind of you, the complaining saint, my original image

Is it so fitting for Omus, the Indian Asan who is full of fun and jokes? I am much fairer than him after all, you bastard!!

After I finished complaining in my heart, I slapped the little ghost on the head with a complaining knife.

"Really...it seems like they are father and daughter?"

Willas covered her mouth and smiled. Sarah, who was standing next to her, looked at me, then at Princess Sanwu with her beautiful pupils like fiery diamonds, and nodded her head with deep approval.

"is that so?"

Dad, I actually thought about it during the competition. It seems that everyone is in agreement. In other words, am I really that old?

Thinking about it, I am almost thirty. Although because of my status as a career changer, my appearance has not changed much since I first came to Darkness. And as expected, this young face should be able to maintain it until I am in my fifties or sixties.

, will gradually turn into a mysterious and charming middle-aged man with melancholy and vicissitudes like Carlos and others, whose eyes are full of songs and stories.

Although this age is still a bit too early for an adventurer, it is indeed an age where it is not surprising to have a lovely daughter, uh...if the age of Princess Sanwu can be ignored.

Thinking of this, Dad's aura couldn't help but flare up again. He gently waved to Princess Sanwu and tried to say.

"Daughter Jasmine, come to daddy."

Princess Sanwu, who was taking notes, seemed to have a bigger reaction after hearing this. She actually came back from the research mode that no one could disturb in the past, raised her head, and her big bright yellow eyes were facing her.

, it seems that a slight tremor can be detected in the silent eyes.

Under everyone's curious gaze, after thinking for a moment, the little guy stepped forward unhurriedly, hugged me, and rubbed his face in his arms a few times.

"Master...Dad?"

"Uh, this... Master doesn't need to add it." I scratched my head in embarrassment and said, as expected, I was still a little embarrassed to be called that by Princess Sanwu.

"Actually, I used to think that Xiaofan was really like a father when he took care of little Jasmine. It was a master-maid relationship, and it was that kind of unclear relationship. It was really complicated." The little ghost shook his head helplessly.

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"The relationship between people is inherently complicated." I raised my head and decided to use my experience as a senior geek to teach the little ghost a lesson.

"For example, you and I, on the surface, are actually a wife and husband. In fact, you are just a slave girl I keep beside me. But... don't... don't bite! It's bleeding! The wound that finally healed has burst again.

!I’m just joking, and didn’t you say so yourself last time when we were in Lu Gaoyin?!!”

"Is that so? Did I ever say that?"

The little ghost finally let go, licked his white teeth as if he was still unsatisfied, jumped down from my head, and said doubtfully.

"Absolutely!" I said decisively.

"Even so, only I am allowed to say such things. For example, if I say that Xiao Fan is a fool, will you also say the same thing to Xiao Fan?" The little ghost nodded his head in agreement while teaching him a lesson.

"..."

Why is it that she is lecturing? When it comes to being articulate, I am really no match for this little guy.

"call……"

At this time, Princess Sanwu, who had been lying in my arms, sniffing around like a puppy trying to smell her father's scent, sighed slightly.

Do you have any dissatisfaction with me? Apart from being a little more like a maid in terms of cleaning, cooking and etiquette, why do I always feel that our relationship should be reversed and that I am her father and housekeeper?

What about existence?

"Only... looks similar."

Probably because he has been buried in my arms for a long time, this little guy's face is very red and cute, but his movements and tone are not cute at all. She tilted her head very coldly, she said this, and left my arms without any nostalgia.

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Eh-Eh Eh-?!! Am I abandoned like this?

"What do you mean?"

I asked unwillingly with tears streaming down my face. I admit, in fact, I really want little Jasmine to occasionally call herself father like Xilusi and Aikolu. This damn daddy halo, this damn daddy halo...
To be continued...