"I see, my king, please punish me as a sinner." Lancelot said that all the magic was poured into the indestructible lake, and facing Artoria now, Lancelot knew that he had to give it his all, otherwise it would only be an insult to her.

With the magic of the Ideal Land far away from the world, Artoria finally completed the fifth stage of Crimson's charge, and after a short silence, Artoria disappeared in place, and she used the last bit of strength she had to start the shrinkage, and at the same time, Crimson and the Indestructible Lake Light were already slashed together.

The strange thing is that the blow carefully prepared by Artoria did not cause any exaggerated effect, it was just that the two swords intersected, as if the two were engaged in the simplest wrestling, was it really that simple? Of course, this is impossible, just look at the bleeding hands of Lancelot and Artoria, whose blood dripped to the ground over time, forming a bright red 'flower'.

The power of the fifth stage of charging is not something that Artoria can control, she will definitely be counterattacked if she uses this blow, and Lancelot He chose to bear the damage this time, but he is not an idiot, when fighting this blow, he constantly uses the skill of infinite martial arts to transfer the crimson impact, although this can avoid the damage he receives to the greatest extent, but the hands that are the transmission medium may not last long, as long as it takes a few more seconds, Lancelot's hands would be torn to shreds by the crimson magic.

"Knight of the First Round Table, Lancelot. Yugo, Arthur Pandaragon "Artoria suddenly let go of the control of the crimson magic power, and the magic power that lost the control of the zhì exploded instantly, centered on the point where the two swords clashed, a terrifying flow of magic instantly erupted, like a high explosive that was ignited, and the smoke of the explosion instantly obscured everyone's vision.

"Artoria, Lancelot" Wu Ming snapped his fingers, and a gust of wind blew away the smoke from the explosion, and the magic of Artoria and Lancelot both fell to an almost imperceptible level after the explosion just now, and now it seems that the duel between the two has come to an end.

"Sanctions complete." Artoria's somewhat weak voice reached everyone's ears, faint but determined, and the smoke cleared, and the first to appear in everyone's eyes was Lancelot, the light of the lake of indestructibility had fallen to the side, and the crimson pierced his chest.

"My King" Lancelot's mouth flowed some blood, looking at the crimson that ran through his chest, Lancelot didn't know why he shed tears, his hands caressed Artoria's right hand holding the sword, his eyes were full of remorse, "Why, why, my king"

"Because" Artoria pulled the crimson out of Lancelot's chest, but the imaginary spurt of blood did not appear, and although Lancelot's wound was bleeding profusely, it was not enough to kill him, and Lancelot staggered back a few steps and suddenly rushed towards Artoria.

"Artoria" The smoke around Artoria also disappeared, and everyone also saw an unexpected scene, Artoria's body was slashed with a sword, from the left shoulder to the right leg, the wound was so deep that it almost cut her in two, and when Lancelot rushed to her side, Artoria fell weakly, but fortunately Lancelot helped her up in time.

In the last confrontation, Artoria used guò's magic method to temporarily bounce away the indestructible lake, taking advantage of this opportunity, Artoria used her last strength to stab the crimson into Lancelot's chest, at this time Lancelot subconsciously swung her sword and slashed at Artoria, thinking that she would dodge, but she didn't, and finally the light of the lake of indestructibility slashed through Artoria's body without any obstacles.

"Why is my king" Lancelot slowly helped Artoria to lie down, the attack just now had exhausted all her strength, so now Artoria had no way to repair her body, and her sword that pierced Lancelot was very accurate, although it pierced Lancelot's chest, but it accurately dodged all the important internal organs, so now Lancelot looked badly injured, but it was not life-threatening.

"As King Arthur, I must pierce this sword," Artoria muttered to herself, her eyes half-closed, "for your atonement, for my duty"

"But I," Lancelot's hands trembled as he looked at Artoria's shocking wound.

"After stabbing this sword, my responsibility is complete, and you are sanctioned." Artoria stroked her wound with one hand, looked at Lancelot and continued, "Now that I am not the King of Britain, I owe you that just now, and as King Arthur, I have completed my mission; But as a friend, I am afraid that I will never pay you back."

"My king, I'm sorry" No matter how much he was stared at by others, no matter how much others despised him, no matter how much pain he endured, Lancelot endured it silently, but in the face of Artoria at this moment, he could no longer suppress his feelings, and this strong knight of the lake couldn't help crying.

"You don't have to feel guilty, I deserve it, I should say, it's not enough." Artoria tried to reach out to wipe away Lancelot's tears, but her health was worse than she had imagined, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her arms, "I have hurt you and Gnavelle deeply in the past, and I am the one who is most guilty. ”

"No, my king, you just did what you were supposed to do." Lancelot grabbed Artoria's feeble hand and said excitedly, "It's us, it's because of our relationship that we have ruined the country, and because of our weakness, we can't carry out the ideals we once had." ”

"I said, I'm not the King of Britain anymore, I'm just a maiden named Artoria." Artoria grabbed Lancelot's hand with the best strength she had, "Regarding your affairs, I have just issued a sanction in my capacity as King Arthur, and that is the last time I will use the name Arthur Pandaragon. ”

"I am proud of you at all times, my king, and I Lancelot have never regretted following you." Lancelot's voice began to choke, "Even if you are no longer King Arthur, I will always be your knight." ”

"It's really not smart." Artoria sighed, "If Wu Ming interjected, he would definitely say, 'I should call her Artoria now, not my king, understand?'" Idiot. King Arthur is dead, fifteen hundred years ago, Arthur Pandaragon died, and now it is only Artoria who is in front of you. ”

"I'll give it a try, Artoria." Lancelot nodded.

"By the way, Lancelot, there's one thing I've always wanted to ask you, but I've never dared to ask." Artoria struggled to sit up, but she didn't have the strength, "Do you hate me?" Fifteen hundred years ago, I was only intoxicated with my dreams, blindly allowing myself to appear to you as a perfect king, but I did not guide you once. ”

"Yes, I once questioned your approach. Especially when you burned down that plague-infected village, I was disappointed in you for the first time. Lancelot hesitated for a moment, then said seriously, "But now that I think about it, if it was Merlin or me who made the decision at that time, I am afraid that either the village would have been burned down in the original way, or the plague would have spread more severely, and you would have done a good job." ”

"There was a Knight of the Round Table who once said, 'The king does not understand the mood of others,' and now that I think about it, he was right." Artoria said with some regret, "Gawain, who died heroically, Galahad, who died on duty, what were they thinking at the last moment? If I could know if they were sorry and unwilling to die, maybe the final outcome would be better for everyone. ”

"I don't know what they think, but I've always felt that you are the best king, and it is because of your existence that we have become a legend." Lancelot gently lowered Artoria's hand, careful not to touch her wounds, "No matter how ruin or despair ends in the end, we can't deny that we worked together to create a zào. ”

"I see," Artoria covered her eyes, but couldn't stop the tears from flowing, "I'm such a big fool, Lancelot, you know?" The reason I participated in the Holy Grail War in the first place was to turn history upside down, and it was stupid for me to want to deny the results of our joint efforts. ”

"I Artoria, I believe that you did this to pay for your sins, and you will not choose to start over for your own selfish desires." Lancelot comforted, his expression becoming soft, "Because you're the kind of person, the kind of fool who always forgets himself." ”

"You've grown, Lancelot, and you've learned to scold me." Artoria's face smiled, and her eyes slowly closed, "Thank you, Lancelot, thank you very much, I'm a little tired, let me sleep for a while, this sleep, maybe a little longer." ”

"The king does not !!" Lancelot burst into tears, remorse, self-blame, helplessness, and a qiē suddenly intertwined in his heart, and King Arthur's First Knight of the Round Table actually cried like a child who had lost his support, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"