Such a group of humans, who unlike fairies do not possess innate mystery, and are far fewer in number than the Queenâs army, how could they possibly take on the Queenâs army?
"Compared to fairies, we humans indeed hold no advantage."
Pasival was naturally aware of this, and his expression was solemn.
"But humans have their own ways of fighting, weapons that faeries do not possess. The Roundtable Armyâs tactics and armaments have been specially adapted for fairies, which to some extent makes up for the disparity in capabilities."
This was not merely stubborn denial.
If the right methods are found, it is not impossible for humans to defeat fairies.
For example, iron is as poisonous to fairies, while humans are experts in using iron weapons. As long as they are properly armed and the right methods are found, even when facing the Tusk Clan fairies, if they underestimate human soldiers, they will surely face bloody consequences.
Furthermore, humans are adept thinkers, fond of using tactics, whereas fairies tend to rely more on innate abilities and instincts to fight, seldom using their heads. If they are not careful and fall into traps, the Roundtable Army can easily achieve significant victories.
Previously, the Roundtable Army used these tactics to barely maintain their performance against the Queenâs army.
"And after Altoria and the others arrived here, our combat effectiveness has greatly increased. Even when outnumbered several times by fairies, we are not so fearful anymore."
Pasival was quite pleased about this.
"Altoriaâs enchantments have indeed been of great assistance to everyone in the Roundtable Army."
Matthew agreed from the side.
"Well, it is indeed a signature move of the Paradise Fairy. Even before, it was this trick that helped us gather so many people."
Habettelot said this with hands on hips, drawing varied reactions from everyone.
"Altoriaâs magic is indeed powerful, but the strength from Chaldea isnât weak either." Alberon said with a smile, "After regaining his memory, Fujimaru can also summon the shadows of heroic spirits through summoning techniques to serve as fighting forces. Though not the heroic spirits in their true form, they are still much stronger than ordinary human or fairy soldiers."
"Ahahaha." Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Thanks to everyoneâs help, of course."
"I, I will also work hard to be helpful to everyone!" Gareth said nervously, "I absolutely wonât hold everyone back!"
"Donât be so nervous." Da Vinci comforted, "You have already helped us a lot, no one would consider you a burden."
Everyone nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere gradually warmed up.
"Alright then." Reiger glanced at Altoria, who for some reason remained silent and stayed quietly aside, smiled and said, "Although we are still lacking in troop numbers, with the gathering of various assists, the current Roundtable is not without a fighting chance."
This was evident from the fact that the Queenâs army led by Bagster could only camp on the plains and had struggled to attack Londinium.
Even though Bagster, after regaining her true name, became very powerful and terrifying, with the assistance of Chaldea and the enchantment of Altoria, who rang the five Pilgrimage Bells, the Roundtable Army, even if not opponents of the Queenâs army, could still keep Bagster outside of Londinium, preventing her from attacking easily.
However... this power alone is too insufficient to fight against the entire Queenâs army led by Morgan.
Even if the various fairy clans have their own agendas and wonât truly aid Morgan, Morganâs own strength alone is an insurmountable mighty peak.
One must remember, Morgan used to be the savior, Ash, who single-handedly crushed the six great fairy clans, making them bow and accept her rule as the Winter Witch.
In Reigerâs view, in this Britain, aside from "that thing" in the Great Cavern, the most powerful being is not Bagster, nor Lancelot, but Morgan.
Even Reiger, as he is now, would find it difficult to easily subdue Morgan, who can use all sorts of grand magic.
Winning might be easy, but the hard part is to make her admit defeat and willingly follow him without killing her.
"As long as Britain exists, thereâs no way she would ever come with me."
Therefore, Reigerâs plan was to destroy Britain, liberating Morgan from a country that doesnât deserve her dedication.
For this reason, he needs the assistance of the Roundtable Army against the Queenâs army.
Although he could conquer Camelot himself, that alone is insufficient.
Lost in various thoughts, Reiger temporarily suppressed them, as he got distracted by something else.
It was a mural.
A mural that abruptly entered the sight of those who came here; unnoticed if not paid attention to, yet once noticed, would draw all attention to itself irresistibly, making it difficult to look away.
As soon as he saw the mural, Reiger raised an eyebrow and unhesitatingly walked over.
It wasnât until he reached the mural that he took in its entirety.
The muralâs content was very simple, more primitive than the ancient magic civilization murals of the Akasha Continent he had seen before.
It roughly depicted a massive beast and six fairy-like figures with what appeared to be wings on their backs.
The enormous beast was in the center, with the six fairies evenly split, three on the left and three on the right, seemingly supportive of the beast.
Despite its crudeness, it was clear enough that the mural portrayed six fairies worshiping the massive beast, offering hymns or prayers.
"..."
Reiger silently stared at the mural, saying nothing.
However...
"Your eyes have become frightening, why?"
A voice from behind Reiger woke him up.
It was Altoria.
The fairy girl, who for some unknown reason was sulking and not speaking to Reiger, couldnât help but speak seeing Reiger stand silently before the mural.
When Reiger turned his head, he saw that not only Altoria but everyone else had also come over.
"...Are my eyes really that frightening?"
Reiger said with an ambiguous look.
"They were just now." Altoria stared straight into Reigerâs eyes, saying, "Are you unhappy? Does the muralâs content upset you?"
As she spoke, Altoriaâs head was promptly thumped by Reiger, causing her to cry out in pain.
"Do not use your âeyesâ to spy on my inner thoughts." Reiger rolled his eyes, suspiciously asking, "You werenât spying on my thoughts the entire time, which is why you werenât speaking, were you?"
"I, I wasnât!"
Altoria, clutching her head, glared at Reiger, but her voice was inexplicably guilty.
Reiger squinted, making Altoriaâs gaze dart nervously away.
Pasival, however, was quite puzzled and spoke up.
"When Da Vinci first arrived here, she was also quite concerned about this mural. What is wrong with it?"
At Pasivalâs words, Reiger looked over to Da Vinci.
"I just think the content on the mural is unusual." Da Vinci, feeling Reigerâs gaze, immediately said, "In the Fairy Country of Britain, there is no culture of worship, yet here appears such a mural, making it hard to overlook."
"Moreover, there are six fairies worshiping the gigantic beast. This number naturally leads to several associations."
"From what Pasival mentioned, this mural seems to have been brought from Orkney, an artifact left from the fairy calendar period by the Roundtable."
"Do you know what this depicts?"
Da Vinciâs statement drew everyoneâs gaze back to Reiger.
In response, Reigerâs words caused everyoneâs expression to change dramatically.
"Of course I know what this depicts."
Reigerâs tone was indifferent.
"This is the original sin of fairies."