"Excuse me, imp, and the Knight King."

With that, Iskandar got up and left the table, pushed open the door and walked away without looking back.

The girl beside her pursed the corners of her mouth and fell silent.

"I'll take a look."

Feeling a little uneasy, I was going to stand up and chase it out.

Iskandar's personality is so outgoing and open-minded that the whole of Camelot knows it all too well. But now his behavior is so abnormal that no one can help but suspect it.

"Shirou, come back." The girl reached out and grabbed the corner of my clothes, shook her head and said.

"But it's ...... to leave him alone," I said hesitantly.

"It's his business what he thinks, and I've already conveyed my attitude very clearly." The girl's expression was very firm, and it seemed that it could not be changed, "If you chase it out now, it will only make him feel that there is still room for negotiation, and he will bring it up again next time." ”

“……”

No, Artoria.

Such a reason cannot be established at all.

Be sympathetic to your subordinates and respect your friends, even ordinary people understand it.

Why, no matter what, don't want to break down the barriers?

"I'll be here with you."

Eventually, I sat down again and didn't chase it out.

Camelot is no longer the Camelot he used to be.

There is a change of time between the old and the new Knights of the Round Table;

Here are the Celtic remnants of Skaha;

Here is the fighting heart of Iskandar.

And even me;

Even Artoria—

Can you really guarantee that it will be the same as when you first met?

……

There's just so much to think about, it's just too much.

There is too little will to survive, too simple.

It was like crossing a river by feeling the stones, and every step ahead was blurred, as if shrouded in thick fog, and you couldn't even see your feet.

The only meaning that remains, is now.

……

In this way, I stayed in the room with the girl all morning.

By the end of the afternoon, it was getting dark.

After dinner, the girl went to the barracks for her daily check-ups, and I was given a temporary chance to be alone.

"Let's go to the city walls."

The boredom of my state of mind prompted me to make the only choice.

……

The body stood on the highest point of Camelot, his hands holding the stone wall in front of him, his hair ruffled by the night wind.

Tonight, it's as cool as ever.

As far as the eye can see, there is a faint light in the distance.

A little bit or two is unremarkable, but it still dots this not-so-small grassland with gorgeous colors.

Although it is not a bright light, it can also warm people's hearts, like a faint light that lights up the darkness.

Those, are the villages around Camelot.

……

The villages around Camelot are the largest in number and size.

I guess it's a little closer to the Holy City, so I think I'll feel more at ease.

Those lights are the proof of life.

It's not hard to imagine –

Among them will be men who have just returned home from a day of work to rest;

A woman who cooks well and takes care of her husband;

There are old people who sit in the courtyard and live for the rest of their lives;

There are also children who play around carefree.

They are all ordinary people who can't be more ordinary, but they are also too happy to be happy.

Because they trust Camelot so much.

Trust that the splendor of the Holy City will forever envelop the country called Britain, bringing them eternal joy and happiness.

Just thinking like this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

I think I finally understood what Artoria's smile was in my dream.

A smile that is not left for yourself, but for others.

The heart will like what others like and sorrow what others are sad;

Love what others love and hate what others hate.

Full of nobility, but also painful because of it.

It was destined to be a path that could not be saved.

Even if everyone is happy, the person who creates happiness can only share his share.

If not, there will be nothing but mourning.

But if that's the case, you'll have to wander around with a full stomach.

The end of happiness is loneliness, not because of one's own fault, but simply right.

The end of loneliness is betrayal, not because of the evil of man, but simply for good.

It is not due to differences in stance and personality, but a fate like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

You can't break free, you can't escape.

……

His eyes looked around irritably, but he saw a familiar figure.

The sturdy figure stands like an iron tower, but the rough face is as gentle as a lover.

His eyes stared straight at the stars in the night sky, and the man was silent, as if thoughtful.

“……”

Why do you see him here?

Why did you see him at this time?

Why is his expression so different?

There are so many things I want to know that I don't know where to start.

Therefore, the best option is to take back the problem and be quiet.

……

If the mind thinks so, so does the body.

I walked over quietly and looked at the night sky with him.

……

Time passes slowly.

I think he should have noticed my presence, but he didn't take the initiative to speak.

Because of the foreshadowing of the day's events, I don't know how to open up.

Half a day——

"What are you looking at, little ghost?"

Iskandar's deep voice came from one ear.

“…… Star. ”

Answer honestly without distractions.

On the one hand, it was because of the previous embarrassment.

On the other hand, I don't know what attitude to use.

In the history books, it is never said that Iskandar had a habit of astrology.

Not only that, but his image is also unimaginable to this ability.

A stout man covered in flesh, holding a scepter and chanting incantations......

Well, this kind of thing is enough to make people squirm just by imagining it.

"Oh? So, I've heard people say that there is such a thing as astrology in Britain. Iskandar raised an eyebrow when he heard this, "Could it be that you will predict fate?" ”

"I didn't study astrology and never thought about mastering it." I shook my head and said, "Fate is illusory, but after all, humans create it themselves. To blame God only for the injustice in the world is to be irresponsible. ”

"Uh-huh...... A human being creates his own destiny, and the so-called things are man-made, which is the truth. Iskandar nodded in satisfaction, clasping his arms around and munching on Fang Cai's words.

"Anyway...... You don't seem to be horoscopes, so why do you stand here and gaze at the night sky for so long? I asked, confused.

"Ah......h

"Little ghost, have you ever heard a saying that those who die because of us will turn into stars in the night sky and continue to stare at us in the sky?"

Iskandar asked in a very slow tone, turning his head to look into my eyes.