"My king, my subordinates understand ......"

Lancelot nodded with a complicated expression on his face.

"What, do you have any other concerns?"

Seeing Lancelot's expression a little reluctant, the girl also frowned slightly.

"Oh no...... My subordinates just think that we have been facing the threat of France before, and it is not appropriate to devote time to this matter now......"

Lancelot asked hesitantly.

"According to information from the front, France has completely ceased all current operations. At the very least, there won't be any major moves in the next few days. ”

The girl shook her head and said.

"So, your concerns are completely unnecessary."

"That's right...... That subordinate, everything is up to you and Lord Weigong's arrangement. ”

Lancelot lowered his head, but his nails were already sinking into his palms.

"Well, let's leave early tomorrow morning. Shirou, what do you think? ”

The girl turned to look at me.

"I don't have anything specifically to do, so that's okay."

I nodded.

However, I am more concerned about Lancelot's performance than that.

From his standpoint, it seems that such a reaction is a bit too resistant.

It's not something that can be summed up in a word like "I'm sorry" at all, but more like I hate it from the bottom of my heart.

"My king, Lord Weigong, my subordinates obey the order."

After saying something stiffly, Lancelot stiffened and turned away.

His steps were a little quicker than he had been, and there was a slight staggering sensation, as if he was busy running away.

"Whew...... This kind of helped them. Lancelot, and Guinevere are the ones who deserve happiness the most. ”

The girl didn't notice Lancelot's abnormality at all, and just smiled heartily.

“…… Well, if we are already happy, they should be happy. ”

I nodded slightly, wrapped my arms around the girl, and hugged the girl.

Yes, she just needs to understand it that way.

As for the other problems, I will take them all in.

——

Twilight falls.

Under the cool night breeze, Lancelot stood quietly on the city walls.

There wasn't even a single guard around.

He just stared at the brightly lit city at his feet from afar.

The laughter and laughter of the citizens seemed to leave behind all the suffering and tribulations of the world.

Only Lancelot, alone and silently watching everything.

"I finally found you, I was hiding here."

I stepped out of the rear and whispered into his back.

"Einomiya-sama! Why are you here? ”

Lancelot shuddered and turned to salute respectfully.

"Of course I'm looking for you."

I stood beside him, looking up at the same view as him.

"The view of the Camelot from here is beautiful enough, but maybe it would be a little happier if you wanted to go down and get in on it."

“…… Lord Emiya, you and my king don't have to worry about tomorrow. Lancelot pursed his lips and said, "Subordinate...... I will certainly fulfill my duties and obligations as a Knight of the Round Table......"

"I know you can do it, everyone at Camelot believes it." I nodded.

“…… But you don't want that, do you? ”

“……”

Don't you dare to meet my eyes, Lancelot lowered his head.

"Lancelot, I want you to tell me what's really in your heart. Honesty is one of the rules that a knight must follow. ”

"Whew-"

After a while, Lancelot opened his mouth and exhaled deeply.

That gesture is as if all the boredom of a lifetime is pouring out.

"Sure enough, I still can't hide it from you......"

He looked up at me with a wry smile and said.

"Your emotions are too obvious for Artoria to see." I shook my head and said.

"Yes, but that's why she's the king we all love."

A smile appeared on Lancelot's face.

"So to cut a long story short, don't you love Guinevere? If that's the case, I'll tell Artoria myself to ask her to cancel her plans for tomorrow. ”

I cleared my throat and redirected the conversation.

"Not really, quite the opposite." Lancelot shook his head deeply, "After all these years of precipitation, I have gradually understood that my feelings for my king and for Guinevere are different. ”

"I am ...... to my king It's more about longing and admiration, because I really agree with the vision she has set, so I want to become her strength and entrust the sword in my hand for her, even if I don't hesitate to break my bones! ”

"And Guinevere...... I have complete sympathy and pity for her. I miss her unfortunate fate, and every time I see her crying because of loneliness, my heart hurts so much. I want to be there for her forever and make myself stronger to protect her. ”

"Your affection for Guinevere is true love." I pondered for a moment and said, "The premise of loving someone is to first cherish yourself immensely. Because he loves each other deeply in his heart, he will not allow himself to fall, or even sacrifice his life casually. ”

"yes, but by the time I realized it, it was too late."

Lancelot's expression looked extremely sad.

"It was my love for Guinevere that caused the round table to be separated, and my king was almost doomed. I really...... Don't dare to touch this forbidden flame again......"

“……”

The knight, named Lancelot, is using responsibility as an excuse to escape the past that he must face.

- No, Lancelot, that's not your fault.

You're just ...... You made the right choice for you at that time!

Until now, you're just the only one to blame.

Neither Guinevere, nor Artoria, nor even the entire Camelot had a reason to do that.

"So, has Qing always thought so in his heart?"

Before I could tell Lancelot these words, a cold voice sounded first.

"My king!"

Lancelot turned his head in disbelief, and the figure of a girl appeared behind him at some point.

"Artoria, when did you come?"

Faced with the sudden situation, I was also shocked.

"It just happened to pass by." The girl shook her head, "But more importantly, I seem to hear words that can't be blown like wind in my ears." ”

"My king...... Please forgive me. ”

Without any extra movements, Lancelot knelt directly on the cold ground.

"Forgiveness? What's the use of asking for my forgiveness? The girl's voice was as solemn as winter, and there was no emotion in it.

“……”

Looking at the girl's frozen face, I closed my mouth in amusement.