The young knight's vision is white, and there is no trace of Alice Phil and Elia.

I don't feel the contractual connection with the master Emiya Kiritsugu.

Eh, why do you talk about Kiritsu? Isn't the contract long gone?

Artoria blinked in confusion. Dressed in a dark cloak, the maiden mounted her sturdy steed and crossed the fence at the edge of the village to the grassland.

The sky is clear and cloudless, and at a glance it is a clear blue sky, the air is fresh and pleasant, blowing a cool breeze that gently blows through the body.

Today's weather is good, and it doesn't rain when you see the sky, so it's a joy for the farmers in the fields. Across the prairie is the field, the pastoral landscape is full of life, and the men are sweating and plowing the fields, their faces flushed from exertion, but their faces are full of smiles when they talk to each other and rest.

If there is no famine, this year will be a good year, and if enough food is harvested, people will not starve to death when winter comes, and this is really a good thing for the people.

With joy surging from the bottom of her heart, the girl stopped and looked greedily at the beauty of the countryside.

The barbarian invasion has been repulsed, and while the alien races with nothing and nothing are more aggressive and destructive than the people of Britain, the British, with the support of a concerted people, have repelled the invasion of the aliens and the Empire.

Heaven has favored such united people, and since then the weather has been smooth, the varieties of crops have been replenished, the yields have increased, and the people who have been depleted of food supplies have recovered quickly. Now that the internal worries have been eliminated, there is no need to worry about the external troubles for the time being, and the kingdom rebuilt on the ruins will surely usher in a better future, and even if you don't need the guidance and protection of the Holy Sword and the King, you will be able to meet a peaceful and happy life with your own efforts. That's right.

The maiden breathed the fragrance of the land happily and sadly.

Then she stood in front of the sword that pierced the rock. The voices of brave cavalrymen could be heard in the distance.

The clamor of the knights was far away, and the surrounding of the rock was deserted. This is the knights' driving range outside the town. It was the beginning of the maiden drawing the sword of choosing a king and being crowned king.

But...... Isn't that a thing of the past? Hasn't she already chosen a new path and has a better ending? Memories are confused.

Artoria tried to recall the past, her consciousness becoming clearer, but the fog grew heavier.

She participated in the Holy Grail War, defeated the owner of the archer in the final battle, and gave her the Holy Grail to fulfill her wish...... Got your wish come true?

"Artoria Pendragon, I'll give you another chance to choose, do you want to take up this sword of king-electing?" An indifferent voice rang out. The thousands of chaotic memories suddenly sorted out a clear main line.

The girl who came to her senses drew her sword and slashed behind her without hesitation.

But it is only the void that is in its hands.

Behind her, there was an old and low wooden house, and a magician with black hair and purple eyes stood on the grass in front of the wooden house, with a wide robe and large sleeves, dressed in gold and purple, and holding a magic staff.

Similar to the Dream Demon Magician I've seen countless times, but the identity is completely different.

Artoria looked at her empty hands in amazement.

"What are you doing, what is this place?"

After quickly shaking off her uncontrolled emotions, Artoria asked cautiously.

The weapon is gone, and she has lost contact with her master, and if she can lose her resistance in an instant, this kind of thing may not be possible even if the gods come, and besides, this scene still vaguely makes her look forward to it......

"Your experience should already tell you the answer before you ask this question." Zi, who had changed her outfit, said calmly.

"Illusion? Yes, but it's unbelievable magic to pull me straight into the illusion, but do you think you can beat me this way? The eyes in the girl's holy green pupils suddenly turned cold.

"Slightly fallacious, this is not the world I constructed, but your own most anticipated wish, and after you regain your senses, you can break through this illusion at any time."

Purple tapped the staff in his right hand on the grass.

"Even if I took the initiative to appear in your wishes, it was because of your subconscious thoughts that I would appear in this image."

Merlin, the elder who advised King Arthur when he drew his sword in stone, is also the magician who unanimously instilled the king's teachings in his dreams.

"That is......" Artoria's voice trembled.

"Yes, it's like watching a movie, you watch a future that you want, but I don't know if the future is like this, but here, you still have a second chance."

Purple truthfully admonished the maiden knight. That's the true power of his magic eye.

Eye of Illusion...... No, it should be called the Eye of Fantasy.

Disturbing the five senses or something, it's just that he didn't explore the illusion caused by the whole, and his magic eye's ability is indeed to create illusions, but it doesn't change with the master's mind. This is the ability that you have acquired after watching the deepest vortex. Reading and inducing the memories of others, and constructing an illusion based on the wishes or ideals of the other person, as long as they cannot get out of it, they will live happily in the illusion until they sleep forever...... It can be said to be the most gentle and hypocritical ability.

"Sure enough...... It's fake. "The look is sad.

"The motherland I am looking forward to, can't there really be a happy ending, even if it will end one day, I hope to die peacefully... No, no, you know that's the case, why did you put me through this! Is it fun to play with other people's pasts, can trampling on other people's ideals satisfy you, I want to change all this, since you don't care about the Holy Grail, then why not give it to me! ”

As if returning to the blood-stained sunset hill, compared to the ideal home she saw, the girl gradually couldn't help but lose her cool and screamed out in a gaffe.

"Do you regret that?" Blind to the maiden knight's heart-rending pain, Purple raised her staff.

"I ......" stepping on the soft and unsolid grass, Purple raised her staff.

"Since you said I played with your memory, why don't you play more thoroughly."

"What are you going to do...... the words fell, and the girl's eyes suddenly changed to another scene.

Under her involuntary control, she turned back into a little girl who was still training in swordsmanship with her adoptive father, Ekto. Time flies, and at the age of fifteen, she arrives in the town and draws her sword. After traveling through various countries, practicing assiduously, and having a group of knights who admired her, she later established herself as king, then defeated the black dragon, established a kingdom, repelled the Saxons, attacked Rome and signed a treaty, and finally ...... Defeated by Mordred's sword, he fell to Kamlan.

Life flowed before her eyes like a marquee, and the girl's expression was first excited, then gradually silent, until it ended. In particular, those days of cultivation had almost been forgotten in her mind, but at this time, it seemed that she remembered it very clearly. On the way of the Knight King, several different branches appeared. A pure white girl who is the same as when she was young. Become the king of darkness at the end of the blood. The tributaries merge into the mainstream, and everything is the color of blood on the Kamlan.

"Actually, you're just too painful to accept, but it's not unacceptable to welcome this bloody ending, you keep saying that you want to deny your existence, but two completely different choices, do you think one must be wrong?" Purple said with a smile.

The girl fell into a trance.

After all the blood and fire had subsided, the sword in the stone appeared in front of her again.

"I thought about it before......" Artoria stared blankly at the long sword stabbed in the rock.

It was the beginning of glory and the end of her life as a human being.

After picking up this sword, she will be hated by everyone, and the ending is so tragic that she, who was mentally prepared in advance, is unwilling to be able to get rid of it.

"It shouldn't be like this, am I doing it wrong, I uphold everything I should do as a king, but why, why is it ......"

Artoria relived the story of the past, and even the emotions were received,

"But I'm also satisfied, as long as I am tempted, I can break free from the illusion, you see now, Knight King, the encouragement I want to get is enough." Interrupting the girl's whispering, Purple withdrew her staff.

Everything Artoria experienced, he also seemed to be there, although the girl knight accepted the hand stretched out by the restraining force in order to change all this, but did she really regret it?

The persistence before becoming the king, the courage to do it knowing that it could not be done, in the hearts of the young girls at that time, shining with the brilliance of human nature.

If there is a human heart, it is impossible to protect the people with a king.

The so-called king is the existence that kills the most people in order to protect the people.

So the girl gave up her human identity and became a noble knight king.

is so strict with herself that some knights can't stand her who is not like a human being, and only lives for her ideals, and abandons her.

The king does not understand the human heart.

The king was doomed.

But when she summons up the courage to become a king, is the girl's faith doubtful?

"Artoria, is this thorny path worth all over again?"

With a smile of relief in his eyes, the purple figure faded on the grass.