Nightti.
The evening breeze gently blew into Londinium, causing the firelight within to flicker slightly.
The lights here are rely firelight.
Due to the lack of luxury to afford lamps, people could only light bonfires or torches, using the firelight for illumination.
At this point, the soldiers’ training had ended, and the day’s work for logistics had also reached its end. Only those responsible for patrolling and standing guard were still dutifully keeping watch around the city walls. However, compared to the recent days, one could clearly see a hint of relaxation on everyone’s faces.
After all, the Queen’s army had retreated, and the formidable enemy Bagster was also on his way back to Calot.
Without the threat of external enemies, it’s natural for everyone to relax a bit. If not for the need to guard against any potential infiltrators, Pasival might have reduced the number of patrols.
There’s no helping it; the Round Table’s army is too small, not even a thousand n. If they could spare so troops from patrolling, other tasks could progress much faster.
Originally, with Reiger, such a powerful force, arriving in Londinium, Pasival would have loved to hold a welco ceremony overnight, making sure everyone warmly welcod Reiger and celebrated.
However, the information Reiger brought today was so overwhelming that Pasival and others had no mood to hold a celebration, while the people of Chaldea had night-long etings, contacting headquarters, and were still discussing matters up to now.
Hence, despite feeling sowhat bad, with Reiger’s understanding, Pasival canceled the celebration.
Reiger genuinely didn’t mind such things, nor did he need others to give him a grand welco.
He had already experienced countless such welcos in the Source World.
Therefore, a grand welco ceremony... let’s forget about it.
"Besides, in a place like this, it wouldn’t be grand anyway, right?"
Looking at the room that could only barely shelter from the wind and rain, with the only comndable aspect being its cleanliness and tidiness, Reiger scratched his cheek.
This was the room Pasival arranged for him, serving as his accommodation in Londinium.
It’s also the most dilapidated room Reiger had stayed in until now. If it hadn’t been so ticulously clean, he would have considered setting up a shelter and living in it instead.
"Let’s not be too picky, it’s not like I’ve never rested in similar environnts before."
Perhaps having stayed in too many luxury suites recently, Reiger had grown sowhat picky.
But really, if he had to stay here, he could manage.
He knew that during his ti as an adventurer in the Earth Mistake World, when setting out on expeditions to the underground city, he would camp out in tents or just sleep wherever he found.
Compared to those places, at least here he was sheltered from the elents, with a roof and walls, which was quite decent already.
After staying in the room for a while, Reiger stood up.
He walked out of the room, into the open, observing the surrounding flickering firelight and listening to occasional voices from so corner, before heading towards the city walls.
When Reiger arrived at the city walls, aside from the patrolling guards, there was another person standing on the wall in a secluded corner, facing the wind.
"So, you’re in this kind of place, huh..."
Reiger wasn’t surprised at all, just moved in a flash, climbed the city wall, and stood beside the figure, silently gazing at the night sky without a word.
"————"
Silence wrapped around the two standing side by side, even lending a touch of tranquility to the evening breeze.
After a long while, the fairy girl standing there holding the chosen staff spoke softly.
"Don’t you have anything to say?"
Altole didn’t look at Reiger, continuing to gaze ahead.
"What’s there to say?" Reiger did the sa, slowly responding, "I’ve said all there is to say, it’s up to you to decide what to think."
"What can I think?" Altole said sowhat self-deprecating, "Since things have co to this, I’ve already rung five of the Pilgrimage Bells, with only the last one remaining to complete the pilgrimage."
"Even if I didn’t want to undertake the Paradise Fairy’s mission, it has already reached this point, right?"
"So, what I think doesn’t matter anymore."
Hearing this, Reiger paused for several seconds before finally speaking.
"Seems like you already know how to complete your mission."
Reiger didn’t find this surprising at all.
Every ti a Pilgrimage Bell is rung, besides gaining so power, Altole also acquires so knowledge, so mories, or so inheritance from the Inner Sea of the Star.
Just like the first ti ringing the Pilgrimage Bell in Salisbury, Altole received the King Arthur’s mories as an isotop from the Pan-Human History.
Now, she had already rung five Pilgrimage Bells in succession, leaving only the final one un-rung.
In such a circumstance, she surely had learned a lot.
For instance, what the true mission of the Paradise Fairy is.
If she didn’t know this, how could the Paradise Fairy fulfill her mission?
Therefore, whether it’s Morgan or Altole, maybe they truly knew nothing at the beginning, but as the Pilgrimage Bells rang, they would inevitably gain power and knowledge bit by bit, and ultimately understand what they should do.
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