Chapter 994: Earl: How Can Someone Be This Bored!
"By the way, Ahoge."
The group ate hamburgers, with even Oberon and Grimm picking one up each.
They didn't look like travelers who could only camp outdoors at all.
Habetrot was still asleep.
Eiji looked curiously at Artoria, who was moved as she buried her head in eating a hamburger.
"Who are you calling Ahoge!"
Artoria raised her claws, glaring at him fiercely.
Her cheeks were puffed up.
"I've got some cola here, want some?"
"Yes!"
"Ahoge, there's something I've been wanting to ask you!"
Artoria's delicate body trembled.
For the sake of cola, I'll endure it!
"Which clan's fairy are you exactly?"
Eiji took a bite of hamburger and a sip of cola while looking Artoria up and down.
"You don't seem to be from Fang or Earth, nor do you resemble Wind or Wing. Rain and Mirror were wiped out long ago, and there's only one fairy from the King's clan..."
Gareth was happily biting into pizza when she suddenly shuddered.
Artoria paused for a moment.
She slowly smiled.
"How annoying, are you going to uncover my scars?""Obviously, I'm not a fairy from any clan, just a mixed bag." I'm not qualified to call myself a clan fairy - they're descendants of the primordial fairies, I can't compare to them!"
Her smile was bitter, as if it were really true.
This ahoge is quite good at lying.
"What are the primordial fairies referring to?"
Little Da Vinci interjected.
Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others remained silent too.
They probably all noticed Artoria was lying, but tacitly didn't press further.
When the time comes, she'll definitely tell us.
That's what everyone thought.
So Eiji didn't press further either.
"The primordial fairies refer to the six great primordial fairies from fourteen thousand years ago - Rain, Mirror, Wind, Earth, Fang, and Wing. They were respectively the origins of the later six great clans, though they all died in the Great Calamity long ago..."
This made Eiji think of the six primordial spirits from the DanMachi World.
"Could it be referring to this?"
Eiji suddenly thought of something and took out his camera.
Inside was a photo of a Londinium mural depicting exactly a giant beast and six fairies!
"Is this it?"
Artoria glanced at it, her gaze sharpening.
"What what? Such an interesting mural!"
Little Da Vinci's eyes sparkled as she looked over.
"What's this about?"
"Don't ask me, I basically don't know anything either."
"Tch."
After some more discussion that yielded no new information, they had no choice but to wash up and sleep.
Under the night sky.
After everyone had fallen asleep, the campsite became completely silent.
Eiji looked around left and right, then slowly sank into the dream world.
He ignored the numerous bubbles over Britain and focused his attention on the few bubbles around him.
Habetrot's dream was the deepest.
In her dream, Gudao and Mash stood happily in the great cathedral, becoming husband and wife under the oath, while she herself watched over this scene with equal happiness.
"I can't find the dreams of Muramasa, Grimm, or Oberon... Is it because they're Servants and don't dream?"
Eiji surveyed his surroundings.
The group consisted of ten people including him, but there were only six bubbles.
Aside from Habetrot, Little Tomato was immersed in a sea of dinosaur fossils, conducting blissful research day and night.
Just how much do you love dinosaur fossils?
Gareth's dream bubble...
Eiji slowly furrowed his brow.
"A city engulfed in flames?"
"That city looks a bit like Londinium?"
What's going on?
Is Gareth having such nightmares?
But does she have some connection to the Round Table Army of Londinium?
Although she bears the name of a Round Table Knight, Eiji knew that she, like Percival, was a fairy and human native to this Lostbelt, not the actual Round Table Knights from Proper Human History. Though they looked identical, they were fundamentally different people.
It must just be a nightmare, right?
Eiji also knew that dreams are completely uncontrollable—utterly whimsical and illogical.
Next, he looked toward Gudao and Mash's dreams.
Upon seeing those chaotic dreams, Eiji fell silent for a long time.
"What cruel dreams..."
Among them were a werewolf falling to gunfire in a frozen wasteland, a naive girl raised in a village who understood nothing, a little girl losing her companion puppy and father through repeated cycles, and even an unreliable doctor from the infirmary, a notorious swindler... and so on.
"It's unbearable to watch!"
Eiji was quite displeased.
If these are dreams, why not dream of something more pleasant?
With a casual wave, he grasped the two bubbles belonging to Gudao and Mash, pulling them closer together.
"Huh?"
Eiji let out a soft exclamation.
Mash's bubble moved successfully.
But Gudao's bubble was blocked by a dark figure.
That ominous form resembled a vengeful ghost wailing in torment!
It stared silently at Eiji, warning him not to interfere recklessly.
"Hey now!"
Eiji grew angry.
He directly pulled Mash's bubble over and merged it into Gudao's bubble.
Suddenly seeing each other appear in their dreams, both girls were caught completely off guard.
With a thought from Eiji,
the two girls were locked in a room "from which they couldn't escape unless they did 'that'," and he thoughtfully stripped them naked, dressing them in two sets of lingerie instead.
Eiji glared arrogantly at the vengeful spirit.
The vengeful spirit stared at him in stunned disbelief, utterly baffled at how someone could be this bored!
Watching the scene in the dream bubble gradually become inappropriate for children, the vengeful spirit fled in terror!
It would be impolite to keep watching!
"No matter how popular your lunar boyfriend is, he still has to drink my foot-washing water!"
Eiji let out a triumphant laugh.
He strutted away with an unapologetic swagger, heading toward the location of the final bubble.
The last bubble was Artoria's dream.
"Calling it a dream, but it feels surprisingly real..."
Eiji arrived before Artoria's bubble.
Inside that bubble, Eiji saw a miniature version of the "ahoge."
She appeared to be only six or seven years old, her face full of childish innocence.
But contrary to her appearance, her eyes held remarkable maturity.
She lived in a small wooden house, with only a few meters of living space—the rest was crammed with various stored items. There was even a hole in the wooden plank at the corner of the wall.
"Could this be her memory?"
Eiji raised an eyebrow, intrigued, and decided to keep watching.
"Artoria!"
"Mother!"
An unfamiliar female fairy arrived at the wooden house, and Artoria's face lit up with a joyful smile as she rushed forward to greet her.
"Artoria, has your fairy crest grown? Everyone in the village is doubting whether you are the Child of Prophecy. You must grow up quickly and become the powerful fairy foretold to defeat the Queen. That way, you can help us!"
The female fairy who called herself her mother looked at her with deep concern.
The smile on Artoria's face gradually faded.