"Do you feel it? The arteries of the sword of victory. ”

"Well, I feel it, it's the same as Artoria, it's warm."

I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, sighing from the bottom of my heart.

"That's it."

Although the world is dark with your eyes closed. But out of the way, I could feel the smile in Artoria's indifferent voice. It was the most joyful emotion she had ever shown.

It seemed that I was satisfied that I could connect with her soul through guò and feel the "heartbeat" of the sword of victory.

In the next moment, from the little hand that seemed to be weak, there was an endless solemn aura, and the Friend of Victory, who was indirectly held, also emitted a sharp aura like a golden iron horse, so that the inner world, which was originally filled with darkness and tranquility, and then embellished with the joy of Altohoya, suddenly changed dramatically, and a huge golden codex and a blood-stained golden sword suddenly staggered in this boundless world. Particularly conspicuous, representing the majestic sùmu of the code of law and the long steps of righteous killing", the huge aura emitted by it filled the entire inner world, almost suffocating.

For no reason, I felt it. My inner world has been connected to Artoria, and at this moment, this world of solemn justice with the code and the sword hanging high is dominated by Altokia and the sword of victory in her hand, the common world of the three of us.

Then, Artoria's voice with a cold and solemn meaning slowly sounded in this world.

"As you say, as you will. I, Alto, swear that I will be the shield of a druid Wu Fan of the man in front of me, and a man who tries to impose harm and death on him, will stand against me, will be blocked by me, will be bloodied by my sword, until my body is shattered, until my heart falls, before I can step on my body, and oppose him, and swear in the name of Artoria!! ”

The last two words, drunk softly by Artoria, made the whole solemn and majestic world echo her vows over and over again, as if it would never end.

Savoring the solemn vows echoing in my ears, for no reason, I had a sense of the possibility that these words were Artoria's true wedding vows, and belonged only to the two of us. The oath.

It's just that this oath like a guardian knight feels really awkward, could it be said that as a knight! of Altohoa. Does the will to be a knight belong to the king's rank?

"Fan, can you accept my vow?"

While I was in a daze, Artoria's voice rang out again.

If you say no at this time, it is equivalent to your girlfriend asking you if you love me, and you say that you don't love me at all, which is purely a search for smoke that makes the other party sad and lost.

"Of course I do, my wife Artoria, please be my shield, I promise, I will use the long sword in my hand, for you, for your clan, for the entire dark continent, to kill a bloody path to the light, any enemy who tries to crush you in vain, will be torn apart by my long sword first."

With my firm and powerful word-by-word sentences, echoing throughout the world, the huge ** book hanging high above the inner world, a long sword that exudes the light of justice, has also changed, with the appearance of another fuzzy projection, their position continues to move slowly, when this fuzzy projection is the same as the codex, and the huge codex, gradually becomes clear, until there is no difference from the real thing, the two books are crossed like shields, and the long sword is condescending. Passing through the center of the two staggered books. A completely new asana position has been formed, "Ahem, is the position."

Right.

Oh, is this what belongs to me? From the very beginning, I wondered why the world of myself, Artoria, and the Sword of Victory only had symbols representing Artoria and the Sword of Victory, and nothing of my own? Sure enough, don't you come out now?

When I came back to my senses, I took a serious look at the three things: a long sword that radiated light, and two gold-cast books like a codex.

The shape of that long sword is undoubtedly what I saw in the ring today, the invisible sword that revealed its body when Artoria cast a big move, the sword of gold, the sword of the artifact, ahem, the real name is the evil of victory, if you have to care, you have to add a parenthesis after the name, and fill in the two big characters of the seal.

On the cover of the two huge gold-cast books in the shape of a legal code, one of them had a large "king" written on the cover, which was undoubtedly a symbol of Artoria.

In other words, the other book belongs to me, and with curiosity and excitement, I move my eyes to the other cover.

Well, the number of words seems to be a few more words than Altohoja's big king character that shows the demeanor of a king, these years, more words are not necessarily good, my eyes glanced at it slightly, and I noticed that I probably thought of it.

Then, a few big words that shone brightly. and it came into view.

The directions in the shape of a product correspond to each other. ：。 When the three letters, then, the big word in the center that radiates a thousand rays of light"

Emperor!!

Could it be that I was complained about by the world?

If that's the case, there is no doubt that this is the sharpest thing I've been complained about since I came to the Dark Continent.

"Emperor, the other three, what is it? It's kind of like ancient writing

Artoria's gaze seemed to fall on my book, and she muttered to herself in a tone of utter confusion.

Don't look at the bastard!!

As my hands were released, this imaginary inner world also collapsed in an instant, and Artoria and I opened our eyes at the same time, still on the platform of the Crystal Tree, which was filled with light and darkness in the cool night breeze.

"Well, I'm not mistaken, you will definitely become an excellent king."

Coming back to her senses, Artoria looked at me with a smile on her face, the dull hair on her forehead spinning for a week and a half, and then swaying slightly in the breeze.

You see, when this stupid hair says stupid things, that stupid hair will rotate itself, this kind of words that can't even deceive her own subconscious, can she use it to convince others?

Seeing that I had a distant, noncommittal expression, Aalto became cautious.

"Fan, don't underestimate yourself, you see. Isn't there an emperor written in the book that is your symbol? This is already the best proof of this. ”

Yes, if there are no other three letters, it may be a little convincing, but with these three letters, the meaning is completely different, such as the Emperor of the Dead House, for example, the Emperor of Tucao, for example, the Emperor of Tragedy.

"It's just around the three words of the emperor's name; What does it mean and what does it mean? Could it be that "in order for everything to become the emperor's existence, it is necessary to gather these three elements?!! ”

Artoria is in her own head. The dull hair on his forehead turned faster and faster.

Yes, as long as I can get rid of these three things in the Dark Continent, I can indeed create a new river and save the "emperor"... I don't know if I will save the world one by one, and the plan will be accepted by the agenda.

"Well, Artoria, don't think about it. I believe the answer will come out one day. ”

Seeing that Artoria was still thinking about it, I was afraid that her brain would smoke from overloading, and I pulled the wedding dress and slowly moved forward against the refreshing night breeze and the swaying light of the Crystal Tree.

After walking a few dozen steps, I suddenly stopped and looked back at Artoria.

"That" Artoria, in which direction is our home? ”

The Crystal Tree, which is hundreds of times taller and wider than a skyscraper, allows ordinary people to walk up the tangled trunk structure without any effort.

Of course, as a sacred relic for the elves. Only the elven elder Arlandran who can live here, as well as Artoria as the king, and even the previous king Queen Artis does not have such glory, just from this point, it can be seen that Artoria has surpassed Artis in terms of popularity and prestige, but she herself does not have this consciousness.

For Queen Artis, who sacrificed herself to open the Holy Land for her, Artoria had a great gratitude in her heart that could not be expressed in words, and this gratitude gradually rose to admiration with the death of Artis, therefore. Artoria always felt that she was far inferior to Queen Artis, which spurred her to keep working hard so that she could one day be as kind and upright as Queen Artis. A kind, majestic, all-encompassing queen and a self-sacrificing leader, and then transcend.

Today, except for Jalanderan and Artoria. The Crystal Tree has one more resident, and that is me.

Of course, I have absolutely reason to believe that I can live in the Crystal Tree because Artoria's home is here, which makes me enjoy this honor, but also has a sense of depression of "marrying" a chicken and "marrying" a dog with a dog.

It feels like getting into a lot of money, so much so. One day Artoria went to the camp, and I got a privileged place to stay in return.

As if walking in a dreamlike crystal world, Artoria stopped in front of a wooden door, spreading up the crystal tree, about a hundred meters above the ground.

Here, Artoria, no, from now on, will be the home of the two of us.

Pushing open the door, I was greeted by an elegant and simple hall, and what impressed me the most was the rows of bookshelves, which were filled with heavy books, and at a glance, it seemed that it was not inferior to the library of the Three No Princesses.

The so-called house was originally a tree hole naturally formed by the Crystal Tree, and the inside naturally did not have the same round or square rules as ordinary houses. But the elves, who are known as the masters of art, fully bring out the irregular beauty. It gives a refreshing feeling.

"On the left is the study, where I will stay in the morning and at night, if nothing else."

Artoria opened another door for me, still in a quaint and elegant style that filled the eyes. The difference is that most of the bookshelves inside are filled with manuscripts, and the huge desk, which is about three square meters, is also full of texts.

Looking at the mountains of texts, Artoria's brows furrowed slightly, almost instinctively, she took a step, sat on the desk and chair, her petite body was instantly buried in the high pile of texts, and then, as if it had become an instinct, she took out a quill from the pen holder, glued the ink, and pulled a copy of the essay to the table. Start reviewing, instructing.

Tick "Tick and"

I counted the time, ten seconds passed, twenty seconds passed, and it was not until thirty-six o'clock and one second that Artoria suddenly raised her head from the mountain and looked at me apologetically through the gaps in the pile.

"I'm sorry, Van, unknowingly,"

"No, it's okay, it's funny. And also. Artoria, this is the third time you've said sorry to me today. ”

I snickered and shook my head, to paraphrase Artoria's usual words to herself, it's really your goofy style, Artoria.

Coming out of the mountain, Artoria continued to wander around with me, getting acquainted with this new home.

This is a study specially sorted out for you. Please enjoy it in the future.

Pushing open a brand new door, the elegantly furnished furniture inside exudes a fresh smell. Indeed, there are small rooms in the house that provide rest, that is, if you are angry with Artoria and her wife. If she won't let me in, will I be able to sleep here? What a tragic setup.

The tree hole formed today is very large, not to mention Altohoya alone, even if you add me, it is too big, and there is still a lot of space in it that is idle and unused, so let's talk about what else I need when I think of it.

Oh, by the way, all the walls inside the house are painted with a special paint Don't forget where we are, the inside of the Crystal Tree, if you don't paint something, the Crystal Tree emits enough light to make the whole home look like a Crystal Palace, it's nice to hear, but imagine it. The four walls of the house, including the ceiling floor, are all equipped with lights, so that they are open 24 hours a day, and there is dazzling light everywhere you look.

"This is the bedroom."

Finally, Artoria finally opened the forbidden door, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked slowly into it with a stiff step like a machine.

It's nothing special, it's just a big bed. Some wood-scented furniture, dotted potted plants, a set of elegant white tea sets on the table, several bookshelves, desks and chairs, all very simple.

But I can't help the ambiguous atmosphere of the pink mattress and ceiling bed veil, bastard!!

As I clutched my nose that was spurting nosebleeds, I was stunned to feel the ambiguous smell of the newlywed room in front of me. Artoria had already crossed over from behind, wearing a white wedding dress, and slowly walked to the bed and sat down, the white wedding dress and pink futon were connected, adding a bit of ambiguity.

Those beautiful green eyes looked over. Antor Qianya showed a puzzled expression,

"Although I have temporarily learned a lot of knowledge about being a new wife from the Great Elder, after all, theory and practice are two different things, and there are many places that also confuse me, such as what it means to be a little sore at first,"

Artoria seemed to be talking to herself, as if she was talking to me, and then as if she had decided something. Nodding.

"So, tonight is up to you, please don't be polite, teach me what I should do as a new wife."

With a serious expression that makes people speechless, after saying this, Artoria is like an elegant white swan, leaning back her curvaceous upper body and gently lying on the bed. Blonde hair, snow-like skin, white wedding dress. There is also a pink futon, these wonderful shades seem to dissolve into one, the posture of lying on the bed to give and take, there is a little temptation, so that the bright red liquid finally seeps out of the fingers that he is holding tightly,,