"Compared to the legends you are familiar with, my story may be a little different. ”

The time is the first hour after the calling, and the location is the canteen of Gallea.

Although it is a bit strange to tell the story of the king in such a place, because everyone doesn't care, it is considered a side dish.

Crushing the wine glass in his hand, King Arthur narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling his life.

"Although the starting point is roughly the same, I foresaw the future when I drew my sword...... I have seen the rise and fall of kingdoms, the struggle and submission of kings. I also saw the destruction of foreign enemies under my sword, and the whole country was full of singing and dancing...... It's all good, and it's all very inspiring...... But at the end of that prophecy, I saw the rebellion and the disintegration. ”

Wang's voice echoed in the restaurant, full of fortitude, full of strength.

It's different from the remorseful blue Saber, and it's also different from the paranoid black Saber, and it's not like the white Lily who has ideals and faces them calmly.

As a male, Arthur was neither confused nor hesitant. Even if he saw the future, he never worried about his fate.

"So, I decided to change. ”

The savior of Britain, the blood of the red dragon.

The moment he knew the future, this Arthur's path was completely changed.

"I want to save this country, but not at the cost of betrayal – if fate wants me to tragedy, I'm going to tear it to shreds. ”

Arthur opened his hand, looked at the palm print in his palm, and continued.

"The future of humanity should be decided by humanity itself, and if not, it must be fought. ”

So the king at that time made a move that no one expected.

After pulling out the sword from the stone, he reversed the hilt of the sword amid the exclamations of the crowd.

"That's why I broke the sword in the stone. ”

Across the knee and cut in two.

"My throne doesn't need to be traded, and if even the throne is a gift of fate - then I'll grab it again with my own hands. ”

On that day, King Arthur broke the sword in the stone, and then, carrying the broken sword, stepped into the arena and knocked all his opponents to the ground.

"If the king should be the best, I will prove it to all for everyone to see, and a sword can decide the fate of the kingdom. ”

"If you're not satisfied, kill me, and if you frown, I'll lose. ”

From then on, the battle of the king began.

As he said before, he never compromised again, and firmly swung his sword at everything.

The Knights of the Round Table were closely united around the king, and unlike in history, there were many more and fewer in that ranks.

Some of the people who followed their fate were disappointed in King Arthur and left, but others were inspired and pledged.

So, thirty years passed. The king was born and died, from one battlefield to another. Whether it was an enemy of fate, or a man who should have been a friend but became an enemy in the end, the king won without confusion and struck down all his enemies.

And so, peace came. Although Britain is devastated, although there is not one in ten nobles of all countries. But the foundation stone of prosperity has been laid, and post-disaster reconstruction is just around the corner.

"Anyway, that's about it. ”

This was the life of the king's pride.

There was a moment of silence at the end of the story, and then, the man who tore apart the solemnity was the black Saber. A girl in a black dress with her hands on her chest, she stood against the wall, her golden pupils couldn't see her emotions.

"I see, is that the difference between Arthur and Artoria. ”

"Perhaps. ”

Arthur looked at her and didn't say much.

After all, they are not familiar with each other, and even the 'self' of the parallel world does not represent anything. It's just a matter of telling your own story, after all, what's the difference between Wang Bufei and salted fish?But when you see a stranger having troubles, you take the initiative to solve them? Sorry, Arthur is not so idle.

If you have a story, tell it, and just put on a 'I have a story' expression...... Arthur wouldn't bite the hook anyway.

Fortunately, Black Saber didn't have that plan in the first place.

"Then I'll go back first if I have heard the story and have nothing else to do. ”

It was originally just an orientation party, and the reason why there was an extra storytelling session was only because there were too many Sabers in Gallada - a male Arthur suddenly appeared to satisfy everyone's curiosity. Get to know each other, know each other's identity and origin, and that's almost the end.

However, while most people think so, there is only one person whose brain doesn't seem to be very good. There seems to be a different view on this matter.

"It's not true, are you King Arthur like this?"

The blue Saber, the original version of the five-color Saber team (to repeat, there are only four at the moment): this one made a pretty good first impression, and in a sense reminded Arthur of Gao Wenqing's girl. She didn't care about the relationship that everyone just knew, and began to reprimand unceremoniously.

"Just because of your selfish desires, the people are hurt exponentially. It's so disappointing Arthur, you're a tyrant. ”

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

But Arthur didn't seem angry. He turned his head with interest to look at the face that looked a little like himself.

"I'll start with the front just in case of accidents - my temper isn't very good. This is not my round table, you are not my knight, and if you think you are also 'King Arthur' and you can speak casually, then you will not be an example. ”

The king was tolerant, though not very good-tempered. Whether in life or after death, Arthur thinks so.

So, he often gives the person who offends him a chance. As long as it's not explicitly hostile, he'll patiently warn him - but if the other party ignores the kindness, then I'm sorry, Arthur's temper is really bad.

Respond to the Master with a smile and follow Gollum's instructions - this is his mission as a servant, an obligation to save people. But Servent at the same level? That's a different story.

"It seems that you have no intention of repenting at all, and your people are wretched, Arthur. ”

"But what do they have to do with you?"

"I am also King Arthur, and the people of Britain are my people. ”

"But it seems to me that your hand is stretched too far. ”

The atmosphere grew colder. Originally, at this time, Gudazi, who is a Master, should have stood up, but should it be said that this mentally retarded person takes jujube pills? Now she was shaking her feet excitedly and sitting at the table watching the play. Let's not talk about the conflict and infighting among the combat forces under your command...... She didn't understand the fact that the dining table was for eating, not for sitting, and it seemed really infuriating.

"He who does not cherish his subjects—"

"Didn't you say it? It's not about you, what do you want to do back to your own country. Are you idle to point fingers at other people's countries?"

"You ——! guy"

"I talk about big things over and over again, and I can't say swear words

Come, it seems that you are not very good at quarreling? So how does your country handle diplomacy? What are you going to do when you encounter an enemy that you want to fight but can't do it first? Leave it all to your subordinates? Hey, you're a bit embarrassed, aren't you?"

"Purify the benefits of the tongue!"

Then, the holy sword wrapped in the wind slashed at it.

Arthur greeted him with a smile, parrying with the sword of the king in his left hand, and returning the fire with the broken steel sword in his right hand.

With the collapse of the floor, the shattering of the walls, and in just a few rounds, Lan Saber's swordsmanship was completely suppressed. After the advantage of the raid was gone, Arthur, who was superior in both strength and skill, managed to push back Artoria's attack.

"That's it? ”

Fake, of course, but it's part of the fight to provoke the enemy as much as possible within a manageable range. Taking advantage of the angry look on Artoria's face, Arthur, who was holding his twin swords, turned from defense to attack.

The continuous sword blows hit Artoria's defense, although it was the advantage of the dual swords over the two-handed swords, but because Arthur's dual swords were also two-handed swords, there was not much advantage in the speed of the attack.

But an advantage is an advantage, and there is no such thing as a disadvantage just because you 'adapt'. With collision after collision, the continuous slashing from all angles still made Artoria retreat. The Wind King's enchantment, which had been constantly broken and reconstructed, set off a raging wind, turning the entire cafeteria into a nightmare.

Because it is a temporary orientation party, there is no special preparation of dishes. But pastries, snacks, and drinks alone are bad enough, and the strong currents whipped it all up, like a fairly common tornado on the American continent.

Then the stuff crackled, smudging the faces of all the non-Heroic units present.

To put it simply, it is to confuse Miss Gollum and Mr. DR. Roman.

"It's not my fault. ”

Arthur almost didn't laugh out loud, but put up with it considering his position.

Then, to speed things up, Arthur activates an ability that he didn't have while he was alive.

"Magic is released, I didn't have such a useful thing when I was alive. ”

Unlike Artoria, who has the blood of the Red Dragon, Arthur's world is more ordinary. i.e. there are no living dragons, and there is no large-scale magic. In that world, King Arthur, wielding his twin swords, was fighting with his muscles.

With only the base value, you can tie with Artoria, who 'unleashes enhanced actions with magic power', and after gaining the protection of the world and getting the legendary bonus as a servant...... How can I say it? Let Arthur experience the feeling of villain's ambition for the first time in a long time.

"Don't die. ”

The sheer amount of demonic power began to surge through the body, causing a burning sensation that was even more terrifying than expected. It was as if the whole person was on fire, and a flame-like glow enveloped Arthur's body.

Has it doubled the speed? I'm afraid it's more than that. In short, before she realized what her opponent's "magic release" meant, but before she could be shocked, Artoria had already been knocked away by a sword - she subconsciously set up the broken steel sword at the last moment, but even with both hands, she was still blasted out of the stance.

With a loud bang, the blue Saber flew backwards like a cannonball, slamming into the wall. The entire wall was destroyed by the impact, and the lining was shattered, and even the wall was greatly dented. Concrete, which does not have good ductility, is broken into a spider web under the violence, and if it is not supported by steel bars, I am afraid it will be even worse.

Saber fell to the ground miserably, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Because things were moving so quickly, her mind had stalled for half a second. But even then she figured out one thing.

She had already lost this battle.