If it was a wicked person, he could have drawn a knife and hacked them to death, but in the face of those good people, he would always be a little helpless and not know how to get along with them.

He doesn't like to reminisce about the past, not just when he was young and secondary.

Speaking of naivety and naivety, this is actually nothing, because everyone comes over like this, and people will not grow up and completely deny their former selves.

But Wren doesn't like either "Karen Reinhardt" or "Wren Ackerman" in the world of giants.

It's not that he hates the past, it's that he hates that his past self was too weak and ignorant.

At that time, no matter how hard he tried, even if he didn't hesitate to fight for his life, he couldn't protect what he wanted to protect.

At dawn, the first rays of sunlight shone from the far east.

In front of the quaint mountain gate of Liudong Temple, the mottled golden morning sun is scattered on the bluestone steps, dispelling a little chill.

Saber's beautiful eyes as blue as blue waves stared at him, listened to his complaints, and after a moment of silence, asked:

"So, you've ever really seen me?"

"Saber, it doesn't really matter, because you don't know me, and there is no point in knowing me unilaterally."

Wren shook his head slightly, the original part of Wuming's memory was blurred, but he still had an impression of Saber.

Those memories exist in the most precious places in the boy's heart, as evidenced by the eternal distant golden sword.

But the knight king is not the one in front of him, and he is not really Wuming, and there is no point in the two talking about acquaintance.

Saber stared at him, not seeing anything unusual in his face, and stopped continuing the topic, instead asking:

"You said you've ever met someone who looks like me?"

"Yes, she is the illegitimate daughter of the royal family, a little blonde girl with beautiful eyes like sapphires, and like you, she grew up on the farm.

But life on the farm wasn't kind to her.

Abandoned by her mother and with no friends to play with, she worked the farm every day, trying to forget that she was alone in the world......

On that day, she told me that she wanted to protect the children's smiles and do her best to make everyone happy.

So, she was so scared that her body was trembling, she was just a village girl, a recruit, and she hadn't learned how to govern the country at all...... In the end, she stood up like a fool and became the so-called queen. ”

Wren whispered, slowly closing his eyes.

He is always deliberately forgetting the past and sealing the memories of the past in his heart.

When Christa stepped up to be queen, he tried to stop it, but he didn't have the strength and courage to help her.

"She's brave and kind, if I were an ordinary ...... Girls may not have the courage to protect people. Saber said in a soft voice.

She didn't know who Wuming was talking about or where it was the story, but she could get some insight into the unmasked girl from his narrative.

She instinctively sensed that he wasn't talking nonsense.

Also for the first time in these days, Saber sensed the emotional fluctuations in Wuming's heart, and she asked softly:

"Wuming, you feel guilty for not helping her?"

"Guilty?"

Wren chanted along, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the blue sky for a while.

At that time, Sistria wanted the children of the underground street to come to the ground, for the stability of the security inside the wall, and for everyone to live an ordinary and happy life...... Choose to inherit the throne and choose to be responsible.

And he just pretended to block it.

Don't say anything heroic, he even hopes in his heart that she can take the initiative to stand up for the sake of the overall situation.

Since then, he has been shaken.

He realizes that he is not a hero, not even a hero, he is just an ordinary person with some strength.

If only he had been a little stronger, smarter and more mature at that time, maybe he wouldn't have to watch everyone struggle and watch many people pass away.

Subconsciously clenched his fists, and Wren slowly stood up: "Saber, didn't you ask me, why did you give up your dream of becoming a hero?" ”

Saber stared up at him, her gray hair striking.

His face was calm, and there was no joy or anger at all, but she had the illusion that he was covered in bruises.

Just as she knelt on the hill of Kamran.

Wren looked at her expressionlessly, and there was no trace of ripple in his voice:

"I found that I didn't have the kind of skills that made everyone happy.

So I had to be selfish and live my life, just like most ordinary people in this world. ”

He said no more and stepped into the Liudong Temple.

Looking at his back, Artoria was stunned, and at this moment she wanted to call out to him and tell him that he should not give up.

————

But──

I don't have the kind of ability to make everybody happy. ’

These words echoed in Saber's heart, and her green eyes rippled, and her heart was even more difficult to understand.

She has been working hard to protect everyone's ordinary and warm every day, but in the end she still failed.

Does she have the ability to let everyone live a happy life?

Saber slowly stood up, his eyes blank.

Failed, the people finally got unbearable, the villagers, the nobles, the knights...... Everyone couldn't hold on, only she thought it was okay.

She had lost faith in herself, and all that was left was the Holy Grail.

"Holy Grail, is it tonight?" Saber muttered softly, suppressing the exhaustion in her heart and longing for a "miracle".

………

Inside the Fuyuki City Church.

The old priest Yan Fengli was looking at the cold corpse of Tosaka Shichen in a daze, and the dark red blood stains were very dazzling.

He felt a blackness in front of him, and he almost fainted to the ground, but was supported by Yan Fengqili behind him.

The old priest looked incredulous, and his lips trembled, and he asked:

"Qili, why did Shi Chen die?"

"The magician killer took advantage of the absence of the hero king to sneak into the Tosaka Mansion and assassinate the teacher by despicable means......"

Father Mapo looked serious, opened his eyes and said nonsense, and unceremoniously poured a basin of dirty water on Daddy Kiritsu.

"Shi Chen, how can you be so careless......" The old priest grabbed Shi Chen's cold hand and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Shi Chen: ............

Yan Fengli is grief-stricken, he and Shi Chen's father are friends, and Shi Chen himself is also a good friend.

Two generations, decades of friendship.

"Shi Chen, why are you dead? Now, the Holy Grail is about to fall into the hands of those who are ambitious......"

The old priest burst into tears, and his face was very sad.

Silently watching his father's silent crying, Father Mapo's stiff face twitched slightly.

He gritted his teeth, trying to maintain a slightly sad expression, but in his heart was ......

Hahahaha, ahhahahahaha, hahahahahaha!

No, I'm laughing to death.

Father Mapo held back his laughter and almost had stomach cramps, and his father must not have imagined that he had killed Shi Chen.