Looking directly at Lancelot, who was kneeling on one knee, he saw that his brows were furrowed, and his face was full of sadness, so that Firena, who was standing in front of him, couldn't help but sigh as well.

Although she had already guessed what Lancelot wanted to say to herself, she could only sigh at the trick of fate when she heard him describe it himself, and what he had done in life.

And through Lancelot's narration, Firena can roughly guess that even without his forbidden love affair with Gnavel, it will be the trigger for the demise of Great Britain. I'm afraid that with King Arthur, and the state of the Knights of the Round Table at that time, it was not far from falling apart, but because of his existence, it was only because of his existence that this matter was born.

But wrong is wrong after all, as the root cause of the legend of King Arthur ushered in the twilight, Lancelot, who was guilty but was known as the most perfect knight, after he became a heroic spirit, made a promise to the Holy Grail to accept the king's ruling, such a wish is not unreasonable, it can even be said to be reasonable.

But after Darius III's domineering speech, Lancelot couldn't help but think deeply, and knowing his king's character, he immediately realized that his wish, perhaps, as the king said, was a very naïve wish, and his own king was probably looking for a way to undo this mistake, as he said.

Coupled with the fact that now there seems to be a place for Matthew in his heart, he can't help but want to escape, he once wanted to make a wish for the Holy Grail, and because he learned from the mouths of Cú Chulainn and Darius III that next to the Great Holy Grail of Winter Wood now exists King Arthur who is polluted by black mud, which can't help but add a touch of weight to his heart that wants to escape.

Rubbing his brows, looking at Lancelot, who exuded a faint melancholy aura in his every move, even Firena, who often got along with those troublemakers, had never felt so tricky.

It's like playing a galgame, knowing that every option leads to the end of badend, but you don't have to choose.

After all, what Lancelot promised to the Holy Grail can be said to be his long-standing sorrow and obsession, and now if he completely denies his wish, then it is tantamount to letting him, as a knight, deny all the mistakes he made during his lifetime, which is impossible to achieve in any case, as he is known as the most perfect knight.

But if he said to him now, your wish is right, and affirms his wish in this way, then Lancelot will definitely ask her to give him a king's verdict when facing Black Saber without saying a word, and then return to Valhalla without resistance, and such a result is equivalent to everything he has done before, all in vain.

"Now, Lancelot, remember what I said the first time you pleaded with me?"

Looking at the handsome man who was on one knee in front of her, Firena, after calming down and sorting out her thoughts, took a deep breath, and then said lightly:

"Whether you choose to accept King Arthur's sanction or not, this is your own choice, as a master, I can't say whether your wish is right or wrong, and as a servant summoned by me, I prefer that you see yourself as a normal person, with your own thoughts and thoughts, rather than just becoming a cold killing machine in my hands."

After a pause, Firena found that after kicking the ball back to Lancelot's feet like a Tai Chi player, there was a confused look in his eyes again, and she knew that now was the best chance for her to redeem him.

The reason why I didn't choose just now is because when a person is sad, he often blocks all his inner world, so that he can't listen to the dissuasion of others at all.

Although Lancelot asked himself just now whether his wish was correct, giving the illusion of opening his heart. But the moment he knelt down towards him, Firena knew that his heart seemed to be more inclined to choose the king's sanctions, and the reason why he knelt down to himself was because he was a knight, and he felt guilty that he could not fulfill his duty.

And now Lancelot was said by himself, and instantly became confused, contrary to the person who fell into sadness, when he was confused, his heart would open his heart because he needed a light to show him the way, and when that time came, the direction in which the confused person was going, that is, the direction that the person who was the guide, the direction that was directed.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Firena suddenly put on a rather serious posture, and then said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"As a master, no matter what choice you make, I will support it silently in my heart, but I hope that when you make that decision, you will consider the thoughts of the people around you. There is a good saying, a man will never let the people he cares about and love cry, such as one day, Matthew who knows the whole truth......"

As she said her last sentence, Firena deliberately accentuated her voice slightly. Because she believes that Lancelot, who dared to raise the banner of rebellion for the people he loved in his lifetime, will now surely leave behind the wish he once made to the Holy Grail for the people he cares about.

And as Firena's words fell, Lancelot's eyes, as she expected, revealed a trace of essence, and then the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated like seeing the sun through the clouds.

Seeing that her results were beginning to bear fruit, Firena's face couldn't help but show a sly smile, but in order to make the balance on her side heavier, she quickly put away her smile and continued:

"Well, Lancelot. Isn't Matthew fighting you right now? Then you go and fight her seriously, maybe the answer you want will naturally emerge after that. ”

"Master, you know that I can't swing my sword at Ma Xiu, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

After hearing his master's suggestion, the expression on Lancelot's face instantly froze, and he immediately lowered his head and said to Firena helplessly.

On the other side, after hearing Lancelot's words, Firena's head couldn't help but turn, and then said:

"No, no, no, this matter has to be yours, now Matthew, needs someone to guide him, I think you, as a father, are the most suitable person, you can't let her go to Cú Chulainn, after all, that guy is so merry, if he is ...... by his groping pig hand in battle"

Before Firena could finish speaking, Lancelot rubbed and immediately stood up, then bowed to her and said righteously.

"Leave it to me, Master. I think it's my duty. ”