Chapter 634: 504 Great People
The night passed by swiftly.
And in the Fairy Country of Britain, a day and a night were enough for the events that had occurred in Camelot to spread to all fairy ears.
Thanks to this, as soon as dawn broke the next day, fairies from the rest of Britain’s cities and those rebuilding Salisbury alike began discussing yesterday’s events fervently.
"I heard our prince was rescued in the midst of the wedding before it was even over, right?"
"They say the person who made the move appears to be the foreign traveler mentioned in the prophecy, that is, a magician from another land."
"Really? A magician from the outside world has come to the Fairy Country?"
"That’s not strange, is it? The child of prophecy himself is from paradise, not a native fairy of the Fairy Country."
"So the child of prophecy and the foreign traveler are together now?"
"And there’s the Pilgrimage Bell, the Pilgrimage Bell inside Salisbury has been rung."
"If five more Pilgrimage Bells are rung, won’t the child of prophecy be able to overthrow the queen’s rule?"
"That’s great, I’ve been wanting to stop paying this existence tax, the enforcing curse carved on my hand is really an eyesore, I hope the child of prophecy and the foreign traveler really can overthrow the queen."
"I think there’s a good chance of that. When he escaped from Camelot, the child of prophecy seems to have taken down the Elf Knight Gawain."
"Eh? Really?"
"To be able to defeat an Elf Knight with just one Pilgrimage Bell rung?"
"That is indeed worth anticipating."
The fairies thus engaged in heated discussions about this hot topic, even those in Salisbury slowing down today’s reconstruction work.
Especially those fairies who love chaos, knowing that the child of prophecy had escaped and also defeated an Elf Knight, some were eager for war to break out soon and stir up some long-missed excitement in the Fairy Country of Britain.
Of course, the news of the child of prophecy’s escape also made some schemers start to calculate.
Like the Knights of the Round Table lurking in Londinium...
Like the rebels who occupied Sheffield...
And like the royal Tusk Clan of the north...
These resistance forces, which had been restrained by the queen and completely unable to act in this period, finally found the opportunity to mobilize.
Naturally, after stabilizing the situation in the palace, Camelot too began to act.
Queen Morgan herself ordered Elf Knights, fairy soldiers, and the elite of the Tusk Clan to search for the whereabouts of the child of prophecy and the foreign traveler, to bring the prince back to the palace.
Among them, the Elf Knights mainly deployed Lancelot and Tristan.
Gawain, due to serious injuries and his true name being revealed, was in an unstable condition and couldn’t be mobilized for the time being.
Tristan had also been seriously injured, but was reported to be unharmed and appeared in the palace of Camelot as soon as dawn broke, taking the queen’s order and leading many fairy soldiers to set off.
Lancelot, the only one among the current Elf Knights in peak condition, seemed to think that working with others would slow down the progress, so he left Camelot alone and flew high into the sky, ready to operate solo.
As for the Tusk Clan, of course, it was Woodworth who took charge, leading a group of brave and skilled elites to zealously pursue the child of prophecy.
These people weren’t searching aimlessly.
They knew the child of prophecy would surely start his pilgrimage again, seeking to ring the remaining five Pilgrimage Bells.
So, they split into three groups, one heading to Oxford, another to Gloucester, and a third towards the northern Orkney, all ready to lie in wait.
Woodworth naturally led the Tusk Clan to search Oxford, as it was originally his territory.
Tristan led the vast army of fairy soldiers to Gloucester, to consult with Mourine, who had always been there, planning to collaborate with the Winged Clan to trap the child of prophecy.
Lancelot flew alone towards the northern Orkney, not taking anyone with him.
That left Norwich.
Norwich belonged to the Earth Clan’s territory, Spurgen’s domain; by all rights, someone should have gone there as well.
But Norwich had finally faced the outbreak of the "Disaster" that had been accumulating over the past month, and it was in turmoil, on the verge of destruction any moment.
Meaning, Norwich was currently in a state of self-preservation, and if the queen’s army sent people there carelessly, they might not only fail to complete their mission but also get caught in the "Disaster."
Therefore, Morgan didn’t dispatch anyone to Norwich, not even intending to lend a helping hand, seemingly prepared to watch Norwich’s demise and let the Earth Clan’s stronghold be swallowed by the "Disaster."
In such circumstances, because of one prince’s escape, the entire Fairy Country of Britain indeed became somewhat lively.
Those acting with good intentions...
Those acting with malice...
Those indifferent...
Those watching with detached interest...
Good people...
Bad people...
Various beings then took action in turn, brewing a war-ready atmosphere throughout the Fairy Country of Britain.
The scent of gunpowder began to permeate throughout Britain, tinting the evening sky a redder hue than usual, as if blood were spreading.