Chapter Eighty-Four: The Knights' Tragedy
In a word, it was like cold water that poured Gawain's head, making him fall into an ice cave. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
He hurriedly broke free from the restraints of the two and knelt down: "No, I will always be loyal to you, and I will never make such a despicable act as betrayal!"
Saber walked over: "Gawain, look at you now, where do you still look like a knight? Think back to the past, you are the only white knight among the Knights of the Round Table, a man with the honor of a knight of the sun! Grudges are but a dark cloud, no matter how big and thick they are, one day they will disappear in the sun! Wake up, Gawain, and reclaim your former glory!"
Gawain was shocked, and his bright silver armor glowed white, as if it was the newborn sun, warm but not dazzling. Gawain raised his head, tears on his face: "But the king, our country ...... Our Dream ...... It's all in vain!"
The knights turned around and raised their hands to wipe their faces.
Even though they have fallen apart, they have all shed too much blood for the same goal.
And all this, without the slightest return.
Hard work does not necessarily bring success! Not only ordinary people, but even famous heroes in history cannot escape this fate.
Gawain fell to his knees and wept bitterly, and Saber stepped forward to hold his face in his arms, if she had been before, she would have blamed the other party for his weakness, but now she was not angry at all.
"Cry, whether it's regret or sadness, cry out, but after crying, it's time to wipe away your tears and go on the road to meet a new life!"
"Wow!!"
Gawain cried, crying so sadly, so sadly. His dreams were shattered, his idols fell, the ideas he once believed in became worthless, and his life was worthless.
"Forgive me, King, I don't want to leave you, I don't want to leave the Knights. Gawain pleaded, and the other knights pleaded.
But Saber shook his head and rejected them, "Not only Gawain, but also the rest of you, the Knights of the Round Table are gone, and we are nothing more than a bunch of undead caught in time. Do what you want, whatever it is, as long as it's what you want to do. I am no longer a king, and you are no longer my courtiers, if you have the opportunity, you can come to me for a drink, but not as a king, but as a friend, to remember the old time. ”
Saber looked at the sky, smiling with a little sadness, but more with relief.
"After all, our country has long since perished!"
The knights were silent, and many were crying quietly.
Saber retracted his gaze, looked at the messy scene around him, and said with a wry smile, "And all I can do is atone for my sins." ”
Although she was polluted by the evil of this world, she still remembered everything that happened just now.
This is what she must do, not for the past, not for the future, the only thing she can do, is to take care of the present.
Now she is no longer a king, just a girl named Artoria to repay her debts little by little.
Avalon's golden light appeared on her, and the ideal country, free from pollution and far away from the world, once again sprinkled blessings on her.
The surface of the black-red holy sword gradually cracked, revealing the golden sword body underneath. Countless points of light floated into the air from the surroundings, and then converged on the Holy Sword.
This is all the heroic souls who have fallen on the battlefield for the sake of their ideals throughout the ages.
The mushroom seemed to sense the threat and let out a terrible scream, but it had already consumed too much of its power to create the Black Saber, and even ordinary blacks couldn't do it at the moment.
Not enough!
Saber gritted her teeth, she had been polluted by the evil of this world, and she deeply understood that although the power at this moment was strong, it was not enough to destroy the other party with one blow.
Strength, I need more strength!
Take my magic! My body, don't be stingy! Bet everything, even if it disappears between heaven and earth completely!
Suddenly, a hand was on her hand, and it was Guinevere.
"My king, I am your wife!"
Saber paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Yes, you are my wife, this time, I will not forget!"
Guinevere's eyes were filled with tears, but no longer sadness, but happiness.
The magic power of the two of them swarmed into the golden holy sword, and it was radiant for a while.
It's just a little bit closer!
Saber gritted her teeth, and Guinevere's face was also pale, the Heroic Soul Quilt was made of magic, and it was an irrepressible pain for them to extract magic so recklessly.
Another hand came up and contributed his strength. Before Saber could speak, another hand.
Five, six...... One hand after another gripped the hilt of the sword, providing a steady stream of power.
The knights stood behind them at some point.
"You ......"
"Although I was expelled, I guess our knighthood is still there, right?"
"Since he is a knight, it is reasonable to stand behind the knight king. ”
"Besides, you said let's do what we want to do, right? ”
"That's why we're here!"
"Maybe you don't need us anymore. ”
"But we always need you!"
"We are your knights at all times!"
"And you, forever our king, the only and greatest knight king in the world!"
Saber's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth. But this feeling is not uncomfortable, as if there is a fire burning in my heart.
"Hey, what are you still doing!" Gawain said suddenly coldly, and then stretched out his hand in one direction.
There, a tall, but lonely figure stood.
After a moment's hesitation, the figure stepped forward.
Holding hands together, Lanstrow whispered, "Thank you." ”
Gao Wen snorted and didn't look at him: "Don't think I'll just forget it, one day, I will avenge that sword!"
The king was not mentioned, nor was he mentioned, but only the feud of the sword.
As a knight, as a warrior, it's normal to be a little competitive.
I didn't say anything, but I didn't need to say anything more.
"Ah, no matter how many times, I'll be there for me. ”
Gawain almost exploded: "What, how many times, do you mean I can't beat you no matter how many times?"
Lanstrlo smiled and said, "That's what you said, I didn't say it!"
Your grandmother's legs!
The Knights of the Round Table looked at each other and smiled for the first time in a long time. It's been a long time since you've been led by the king, so this time, let the world witness the glory of the Knights of the Round Table again!
Hand to hand clasp tightly, and power flows through each person. Avalon healed everyone's wounds in an instant, and the brilliance of the holy sword seemed to be an incomparably bright sun!
At this moment, the night turned into day, and even the stars in the sky were dimmed.
The next moment, power gushed out under the pull of faith.
Although we vowed to win together, we still failed.
The fall of the kingdom and the breaking of the battle flag are what will happen to us.
But as long as your hands are still clasped tightly, it's not time to give up!
Witness, this is the cry of a group of losers!
The Knights of the Round Table said in unison: "Oath and Sword of Victory!"
Across time and space, make the same vow again, and march towards the same dream again!
A knight's heart will never be extinguished!
The light swallowed up the darkness in an instant, and evil turned to ashes in the face of justice!