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Chapter 1147: Enduring the Curse from Beginning to End

Chapter 1147: Enduring the Curse from Beginning to End

Percival's sudden intrusion not only caused Melyusina's mood to fluctuate, but even Lige was a little surprised.

It wasn't that he wasn't aware of the relationship between Percival and Melyusina.

He just didn't expect that Percival would suddenly break in at this time and save Melusina's life.

What's more, in order to save Melyusina, Percival made an extremely huge sacrifice.

"The Spear of the Chosen. Although this is the holy spear brought by the Savior Ash from the inner sea of ​​the star, as early as the Fairy Calendar, as the Savior developed a lot of dissatisfaction, anger and resentment towards the fairies, this spear had already turned into an extremely dangerous weapon."

Looking at Percival's half-white and half-black hair, Liger spoke expressionlessly.

"Using this gun is not a big deal on a normal day, but once its true power is unleashed, the holder will be subjected to an astonishing load, to the point where their life span will be shortened."

"The blow you just dealt has taken away at least ten years of your life."

"And the average life expectancy of humans in the Fairy Country's British Lostbelt is only 30 years old."

That's right, humans in the British Lostbelt have abnormally short lifespans.

Because they were all artificially created lives based on the human priestesses who once served the beast god Cernunnos.

Although in Britain, they are slightly stronger than the humans in pan-human history, as artificial life forms, it is almost impossible for them to live beyond 30 years old.

Percival looks quite young, and in fact he is quite young, his real age is less than 20 years old.

But, even at this age, you have actually lived more than half of your life.

Now, Percival has consumed his life in order to use the Holy Lance, which undoubtedly puts him almost on the verge of death.

"Although she is your sister, but...is it worth it?"

Lige had no intention of blaming Percival, he just asked this question quietly.

In response, Percival did not answer this question. Instead, he gave Lige a bitter smile and turned to Melyucina who was staggering to her feet.

"Can I talk to her?"

Percival did not explain anything, but just pleaded with Lige.

Liger also did not answer Percival's question, but turned his back, looking as if he was not involved.

"Thank you."

Percival spoke with gratitude, bowed to Lige, and then stood up with great effort.

He is now very weak and almost collapses.

But he still tried to act as if nothing had happened, and slowly came to Melyusina, holding the holy spear that almost cost him his life.

"........."

The moment they looked at each other, they both fell silent.

"You, shouldn't have come."

Melyuchina was the first to break the silence, saying these words in a hoarse voice.

"No, you're wrong." Percival shook his head, like a child, showing a frank smile that he had never shown in front of others, and whispered: "If I don't come, I will regret it."

"This is meaningless." Melyusina said with trembling lips: "I am destined to die for "her", you should be very clear about this."

Even if I save myself, what good will it do?

As long as Lige doesn't give up on that person, Melyusina will never give in.

And will Lige not deal with that person?

impossible.

During the last conversation in the air over Camelot, Melyusina had already realized from Lige's attitude that the man actually knew about his relationship with her, and even knew what role she played behind the scenes.

This is not the most critical.

The most important thing is that from Lige's attitude, Melusina could see that Lige was extremely disgusted with "her" and was even very likely to attack "her".

This was something Melyusina could not tolerate.

That's why she stood up, willing to restore her nature, take back her real name, and fight to the death with Lige at the cost of losing her fairy form forever.

Otherwise, given the current position between Lige and "her", there is no need for the two sides to develop into the current situation of life and death.

Li Ge wanted to defeat Morgan and force him to step down, and that man wanted the same thing.

The two were supposed to be companions with the same stance, but because of the attitude vaguely revealed by Lige, Melyusina glimpsed the terrible future, so much so that Melyusina was willing to go to such lengths to stop Lige.

Percival's action was totally unnecessary.

Because after surviving, Melyusina will still wave her double guns and rush towards Lige.

Her fate was already determined. There was no other option except death.

As long as she survives, she will challenge Lige again and again, trying to stop him.

In this case, Percival's sacrifice really meant nothing.

"Don't you have something you want to do too?"

"The Round Table... Although it is just a group of very weak humans, you are their leader, right?"

"You should go do what you want to do instead of wasting your time and life here."

Melyuchina said this with a heartbroken look on her face.

Obviously, she felt more sad than blame for Percival's actions.

In response, Percival never changed the smile on his face.

“From the beginning, there was only one thing I wanted to do.”

That is to save the sad dragon that is swallowed by the mud.

The fundamental reason why he joined the Round Table and rebelled against the Queen was to allow humans and fairies to live together on an equal footing.

Only in this way did he interfere with Salisbury, that man, and his sister's future.

Unfortunately, without realizing it, his purpose had quietly changed.

The existence of panhuman history...

The Sins of Britain...

The evil of the goblin...

Lostbelt...

Percival, who has learned too many secrets and too many things, is no longer fighting for just one person.

Whether he is willing or not, for the sake of the future and for the sake of many people, he must join Altria and others to defeat Morgan.

"If I unleash the power of this gun one more time, I'll probably be able to completely disappear, right?"

Percival raised the object that had been the chosen spear, and spoke softly as Melyuchina's expression changed slightly.

"It is simply impossible to fight against Queen Morgan without using its power."

"There is no way to defeat the Queen without risking everything."

"I have already made up my mind to wield this gun for the Round Table, for Altria, and for the fairies."

Percival raised his eyes and looked seriously at Melyusina, whose face was shaken.

"But before that, I still want to swing the gun for you once."

"After all, that's why I left Salisbury."

Hearing this, Melyuchina bit her lip, and felt her whole body losing strength again.

"You obviously can't be like this..."

Percival could have chosen not to leave Salisbury or to join the Round Table to fight against the Queen.

If he didn't do it, he wouldn't have to take part in this brutal war.

If he doesn't do it, he doesn't have to stand against himself.

If he hadn't done it, he wouldn't be like this now, with so little life left.

If he doesn't do it...

Melyuchina thought of too many what-ifs.

In the past, although she was heartbroken by Percival's choice, she decided to respect him.

So, even when Percival joined the Round Table and left Salisbury, Melyusina never stepped forward to stop him.

After all, she also loved Percival.

But now, she felt a little regretful. She regretted why she let her brother go to this point.

Then she heard what Percival said next.

"I know very well how much you love that person, and I also know that my words alone cannot stop your dangerous love for that person." Percival closed his eyes and said, "Even if I tell you that everything you did for that person was wrong, it probably won't work, right?"

"Because you knew from the beginning that what you did for that person was wrong, otherwise you wouldn't have cried on that rainy night."

"But even though you knew it was wrong, you still chose to do it, so no matter how much I preach, it will be useless."

As he spoke, Percival opened his eyes.

"I just want to tell you that I don't want to see you in pain."

"Even if I alone cannot change your choice, your fate, but at least... I can alleviate some of your sins."

"If I can defeat Queen Morgan and change Britain, your future should also change to some extent, right?"

Percival laughed.

"Would you please...watch me fight?"

There was no intention to persuade Melyusina to switch sides, nor was there any intention to make Melyusina turn back.

Percival's only request was that his sister could watch him and see him fighting.

"I……"

Melyuchina couldn't help but take several steps back.

She knew that if she agreed to Percival's request, it would be tantamount to giving up the fight in disguise.

Otherwise, if the fight continued, how would she be able to see Percival's next battle?

"I can not……"

Melyusina was in pain and struggling.

Percival did not urge her, nor did he say anything else. He just looked at Melyuzina quietly.

At this time, Lige, who was standing next to him with his arms folded and his back to this side, spoke indifferently.

"In the pan-human legend of King Arthur, Lancelot, the Knight of the Round Table, is a perfect character, both powerful and noble, but he undoubtedly carries an indelible sin."

This sudden confession made Percival and Melusina stunned.

Lige continued speaking calmly as if he hadn't seen this scene.

“He has a lot of good reputation.

"Some call him the Knight of the Lake, some call him the Flower of Knights, and some call him the Great Knight..."

"However, despite all his reputations, he did not bring prosperity to Britain, but instead tarnished the legend of King Arthur's invincibility."

"Because he fell in love with someone he shouldn't have."

After these words were spoken, not only Percival, but also Melyusina felt a tremor in her heart, as if they understood something.

Naturally, both of them were familiar with the legend of Lancelot.

It is said that he was the person King Arthur trusted the most, but later he fell in love with Princess Guinevere.

The illicit love between the two was eventually exposed, leading to chaos in the Round Table and turmoil in their homeland, causing prosperous Britain to go to destruction.

Although it was not the main cause, Lancelot falling in love with someone he shouldn't have loved was also the cause of Britain's destruction.

With this incident as the trigger, the members of the Round Table began to be in discord and even started killing each other. Lancelot was forced to betray King Arthur and leave his homeland with his beloved, so that when King Arthur was facing a crisis and was about to be killed by the rebellious knight Mordred, he failed to come to the rescue in time.

As a result, King Arthur died, Britain was destroyed, and Lancelot lived in pain all his life. Even his beloved Guinevere entered a monastery driven by guilt, and Lancelot was separated from her forever.

All of this was because Lancelot fell in love with someone he shouldn't have.

"It is indeed very appropriate that Morgan gave you his name."

Lige turned around, looked at Melyuchina, and spoke sarcastically.

"You are all the same, falling in love with someone you shouldn't."

These words directly pierced Melyuchina's heart.

But Lige hasn't stopped yet.

"Lancelot fell in love with the wrong person, which led to the destruction of Britain."

"Will Melyusina's love for someone she shouldn't have led to the destruction of a Mirror Clan?"

"In pan-human history, there is also a half-human, half-snake fairy named "Melyuzina". As long as her lover sees her true appearance, she will be cursed forever."

Lige looked deeply at Melyuchina and spoke word by word.

"How about you...?"

A question that didn't sound like a question finally made Melyuchina lose her strength, and she collapsed on the ground with a pale face.

She looked at her own pitch-black hands, at the cold inorganic dragon claws, at the pitch-black lines all over her body, at the black wings behind her and the black guns in her hands.

After being fished out of the filthy dragon skeleton swamp, she, who was born from the pure white dragon, has always been in this filthy appearance.

Is this a fairy?

Or a dragon?

No, neither.

But this was her true appearance, and that person had seen it since she was rescued.

Melyusina... This was also the name that person gave her.

In other words...

"In her eyes, you have probably never been a dragon or a fairy, but a half-human, half-snake monster like the legends in pan-human history, right?"

Lige's ruthless voice reached Melyuchina's ears.

"And you, whose true appearance was seen by 'her' from the very beginning, have been under the curse from beginning to end."

These words completely crushed Melyuchina's heart.

"Dang..."

With a crisp metallic sound, the two guns in Melyuchina's hands slipped to the ground.

She tilted her head back, looked at the sky, and let the tears flow down her cheeks.

(End of this chapter)