Chapter 8 Riding the Wind

"Ahh

A scream that pierced the sky exploded in the sky, as if something extremely frightening had happened.

“S... Saber, what's going on?" said Alice Phil, who was trembling all over, with tears in her voice.

"Aren't you curious how I fly? With a smile, Artoria said softly.

Artoria's voice was unheard of by the uninformed, and even the British knights would be surprised to see it, but Alice Fell wanted to cry without tears.

Indeed, if you are alone in a free fall of more than 10,000 meters, no matter how gentle she says, you will only think that she is a demon.

And it is this thrilling exercise that Alice Phil is now enduring.

“S... Saber, I was wrong, let me go. Alice Phil, who never thought she would be treated like this, could only cry and beg for mercy in a low voice.

"Doesn't this feeling of flying good, doesn't it feel like it's different from the feeling of airplanes?" asked Artoria with interest.

"How can I feel good, even if I don't be scared to death, this thin air and air currents are not something I can bear?" Alice Fell said angrily.

"But aren't you okay now? and you can talk to me in such good spirits. ”

After Artoria said this, Alice Phil reacted immediately, although she was greatly affected at the beginning, but after a while, except for the feeling of weightlessness, the other discomfort has been greatly reduced.

"Is this it?" Alice Phil, who was slowly calming down, opened her eyes and looked, then touched the barrier that wrapped their bodies with her hand.

It was like protection from the wind, allowing Alice Fell to reduce most of the impact of the airflow, leaving only what she could withstand.

"Well, I can easily harness the wind. That's why I'm able to fly with the help of something. Artoria nodded.

"Ah, Saber, do you even know magic?" all this that happened in a short period of time, it would have been impossible to say that Alice Fell had not been amazed. In fact, although the legend of King Arthur is well known all over the world, it is only recorded in epic poems. Except for some families that were originally inherited from the nobles of the former empire, it was impossible for ordinary people to know about the things that were really related to Artoria's secret history.

Artoria's deeds are no strangers to the Einzberen clan who were able to find the relic, Avalon, and Alice Phil knew more about the legendary emperor than ordinary people. But now, she was surprised to find that she still knew too little, and the girl next to her seemed to be more and more mysterious and unpredictable, and gradually, Alice's heart was not only about what she had to carry, but also a little more curious about Artoria.

"It turns out that Saber can also do magic, it's really incredible, in the position of Saber. In this way, as King Arthur, you are unexpectedly perfect, in every way. "Alice's praise is completely from the heart, if Alice was completely emotional and admiring Artoria when she was first summoned, then now it is reverence from the bottom of her heart, which may be the attraction of Artoria.

"No, it's not magic, I'm not good at magic other than strengthening this simple magic. Master Merlin once said that magic is not suitable for a king, because it will interfere with and change the course of history. But that doesn't seem to be the case now."

Yes, it wasn't until the moment before Artoria's death that she understood the meaning of her life after a conversation with Gaia and the mysterious voice.

Established future

Merlin can't be blamed for this, after all, he's also confined to the confines of this world. Perhaps, for the deeper one, everything is just a show. Isn't what I want to seek is to be able to break free from the shackles of the unknown, but before that, maybe I will give up because of my own powerlessness, maybe......

"Eh, isn't it magic, so I didn't feel the magic at work, and I didn't hear you chanting a spell. Artoria's denial surprised Althea slightly, but the thought of Artoria, who was already mysterious, was relieved. "But since it's not magic, what kind of system is it?"

“edhellen!”

"Huh?" Alice was puzzled by the note Artoria suddenly spat out.

"That is, the power of the elves, there are two places where this body belongs, one is the place to be guarded in life - Holy Britain, and the other is the place of eternal sleep after death - the ideal land away from the hustle and bustle. Even the current Valhalla Throne is just a place to rest" Looking at Alice Phil with a puzzled expression, Artoria suddenly realized that the matter related to the origin of the world and the suppressive power was unknown.

"To put it simply, I made a one-way contract with the Wind Elf King, and in addition to retrieving the sword, I also gained some control over the wind element, which is why I was able to manipulate the elements without magic. Leaving aside the more esoteric explanations, Artoria explained in detail the elemental powers she used.

"That's amazing, Saber, I always think that Saber's era is very desirable, those stories and legends are intoxicating and fascinating, and the king himself can't help but love and pity" Closing her eyes, Alice Phil seemed to reminisce about the Arthurian era that had been buried in history, and a heartfelt smile appeared on her moist lips.

"Saber, you think so, don't you? As the creator of the legend?"

"It's not like it, it's over, it's over, and I don't still have the so-called fantasies of the afterlife. "Dismissed Alice Fair's question. "The fall of the empire is a fact, and I have no regrets or reluctance to it, but it is better to say that it is all my own choice, but I still have expectations for certain things. With a sigh of nostalgia, Artoria continued: "Besides, are those seemingly beautiful things really as they seem, and can cause no trouble? No, they must know, after all, there is no such thing as a free lunch, but they are subconsciously ignored by themselves, because they think that it is just a yearning and a fantasy anyway, so why not be better. ”

That's probably it, this world."

"Alright, that's the end of it. Seeing that Alice Fell had something to say, Artoria stopped the conversation. "And do you want to stay in this position all the time and land vertically?"

"Huh?" Althelia reminded Alice Phil to find that they were still falling straight down in a head-down position.

And seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the ground, the sound of the wind was whirring in her ears, and this visual impact was too strong, making Alice Fair's heart contract suddenly.

However, at this time, Artoria suddenly retracted the Wind King enchantment, causing Alice Phil, who was about to open her mouth to shout, suddenly poured into the violent air current, making her feel depressed for a while.

And because she was held tightly by Artoria, she couldn't move at all, and could only writhe uncomfortably.

Artoria was not disturbed by Alice Phil's movements, only to see her right hand around Alice, quietly closing her eyes, and the strong air currents brushed the ends of the girl's hair, but it could only make the golden light flutter.

The two of them fell upside down with their heads facing the land, whether intentionally or not, Artoria would choose this position. But apparently, Artoria enjoyed the feeling of being uninhibited, and it was only at such times that she could keep her mind clear and not think about anything.

It's great, it's a feeling......

After a moment, Artoria opened her eyes, and saw no movement from her, but the wind suddenly stopped the noise, and everything in the world seemed to calm down.

And the two of them also stopped the momentum of the fall, as if violating gravity, floating in the air.

"Saber, you're scared the hell out of me. Alice Fell calmed down for a long time before slowly calming down, thinking about the feeling of that moment, although she felt unprecedented excitement, she still couldn't help but complain.

"Sorry Alice Phil. After apologizing insincerely, he didn't care about Alice Phil's dissatisfied expression.

Artoria then hugged Alice Phil and slowly thought about the way forward with the help of the wind.

The breeze is stomped under your feet, as if you are walking with the wind.