Call......

Rustling......

The wind blows gently through the forest, and the leaves rustle like melodious bagpipes, and whisper softly like dreams.

The warm and pleasant sunlight shines through the lush foliage and casts dappled shadows on the ground.

The beautiful scenery and just the right amount of warmth will always make people lazy.

A sturdy war horse was not as anxious as his master, it walked with graceful and lazy steps, and from time to time it bowed its head and took a bite of the weeds on the ground, but it looked leisurely, but in fact it was very tired, and after a long journey, when it reached the end, it had a chance to rest.

Click......

The steel boots trampled on the weeds irritably, and the loyal knight in armor paced back and forth anxiously, with worry and concern on his face, and whenever he was in an irritable mood and wanted to step heavily on the ground, the fallen foot could not help but gently put down, making a subtle movement.

The king said that he wanted to sleep, but the king was seriously wounded......

The knight clenched his fist tightly, walked over to the leisurely warhorse, and reached out to gently caress the horse's neck, for the knight, the mount will always be his best friend.

"Old man, thank you for your hard work...... knight looked at the few scars on the horse's buttocks, and couldn't help but say apologetically, it was an injury he drew out in order to hurry up the time, and he didn't control the strength of the wound.

The war horse rubbed the knight's head, snorted slightly, and shook his body, as if to say that there was no big problem, and he could run hundreds of miles more.

"You're the best." The knight laughed bitterly.

"Bedwell ......"

The king's slight call came, and the knight was immediately refreshed, and a mixture of joy and worry appeared on his face, and he hurriedly ran towards the place where the king was resting.

The king is all right, the king is awake!

The knight, who was filled with joy, stepped on the grass that grew on the ground and came to a great tree.

Then the knight's joy was frozen, and a bone-chilling sadness appeared on his face.

"Bedwell, knights aren't like this......"

The king, leaning under the tree, made such an indifferent voice.

The blue-white armor that protected the body was tattered, and the body protected by the armor was also riddled with holes, the sharp scars of the sword ate away at the last life of the king, and the smell of mottled blood made the warm sunlight carry a bit of murderous intent.

The palm wrapped in a broken silver-white iron gauntlet held a holy sword that still splendoured as a symbol of glory and victory, something made of elven craftsmanship stronger than the armor of the king.

Even after a brutal bloody battle, this holy sword was still brilliant and brilliant in the broken sun.

The blood-stained and broken armor, the dying and indifferent king, the beautiful and shining holy sword, quietly leaned against the vigorous tree.

"Wang ......"

The faithful knight knelt on one knee before the king, bowing his head deeply, trying not to let his bitter sorrow come to light, and he could feel that this was the king's last time.

No matter how fast you work, no matter how hard you try, you still can't help it, you can't save Wang's life.

Tick tock.

A few crystal tears fell on the grass, and the knight choked up, trying to maintain his demeanor, and in the end, he could only say, "I'm sorry...... King...... As a Knight...... Bedwell was derelict in her duties......"

If you are one step faster...... If you are stronger...... If you ...... yourself

It's a pity that because there is no turning back from everything, there will be two words if, reminding people that many things are only once.

"Don't worry about ......"

The king spoke, his voice was indifferent, and with incomparable weakness, his face with a few small scars slowly revealed a beautiful smile, "As a king...... I was also derelict in my duties......"

Without waiting for the knight to retort, Wang squinted a little tiredly, his emerald green pupils carried a little reminiscence, and his tone was as ethereal as a dream, and the king said, "Bedwell...... I just had a dream......"

"It must be ......," the knight wiped his face and tried to smile in a relaxed tone, "It must be a beautiful dream." ”

"yes...... It's beautiful...... indeed."

Wang smiled shallowly, but now she didn't even have the strength to nod, and only a few minutes of life remained, which was disappearing in the sound of ticking.

"Bedwell ......"

The king's voice sounded with a bit of majesty.

The knight pursed his lips, nodded vigorously, his voice was a little hoarse, and said, "The minister is here!" ”

"This sword...... Return it to its original owner...... "The king said softly, "I don't need it anymore......

"Wang ......" The knight opened his mouth, and in his blurred vision, the king's body was full of blood.

"Me...... It is glad to ......," said the dying king, "Bediwell, thank the elves on my behalf...... Thank you to the elves for giving me this sword......"

The knight wiped his tears vigorously, stood up, and step by step, solemnly came to the king, knelt on one knee, and respectfully took up the holy sword on the ground.

The holy sword that once led them, the king who once led them, now, the two things are going to be separated.

"Bedwell...... I'm tired......"

The king slowly closed his eyes, his voice was dreamlike, with indifference, with ease, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a shallow smile, a smile that the knight had never seen before, as if it could reach people's hearts.

Indeed, the king was tired...... The knight's cheeks twitched, and he tried not to let himself make a sobbing sound, afraid of disturbing the tired king, who worked so hard, so tired, and useless himself, but could not help in anything.

"This time...... Probably slept a little longer......"

Wang quietly leaned against the tree, a bloodstained broken armor, and the dappled sunlight fell on Wang's beautiful face, serene and quiet, which made people unbearable to disturb.

The knight did not say a word, but endured the grief in his heart, held the holy sword that symbolized glory and splendor, and left step by step, ready to complete the king's last order.

You can finally rest, king.

The departing knight did not know whether he was relieved or sad.

"Teacher ......"

The king, who was leaning against the tree, seemed to fall into a deep sleep, and she spoke softly, spitting out two words with a slight ethereal.

Maybe it's because I'm going to die, so I can see the traces of my life? So thought the king.

A girl who trains hard and constantly strives to become a qualified knight, she is innocent and seems to be able to face it with a positive and optimistic attitude no matter what difficulties she faces.

Pulling out the sword in the stone that only the king of heaven can pull out, the girl who had already seen the end at that moment firmly believed that she could reverse her fate.

Abandon the identity of a woman, keep working hard, keep working hard, only by becoming a qualified king, can you protect your own country, can you protect your people, then ...... The end of the country's demise will definitely be rewritten in your own hands......

Let all the knights offer the loyal king, bring victory, bring glory, drive away the enemy, make the country in weakness and war, the king become a legend.

After the peace, the king worked diligently, although it was peaceful, but the country was not strong enough, and the king had to work hard, as long as the country escaped the end of destruction, even if it cost his own life.

Just let the things you guard smile, and just let the things you guard have a good ending.

Wang thought so, from the moment she pulled out the sword in the stone, she faced this unknown opponent, the opponent who would bury the country, although she didn't know who the other party was, but the other party must be very strong.

With the sword in my hand, with everything I have, I must defeat the opponent who led to the destruction of the country! Thus did the king swear.

Finally, she ushered in an opponent who destroyed the country.

That's the people she guards, that's the country she guards.

The thing that the king wanted to protect, betrayed her, and destroyed the thing that the king guarded, that thing itself.

Bloody battles, bitter battles, without a trace of hesitation, without a trace of sadness......

At the least cost, in exchange for the greatest smile, even if it is at the expense of yourself.

The fallen people, the broken sword, the things that the king guards against the king, attack, the king attacks against what he guards.

In the end, only the mortal king remained.

The king stood on the hill of the sword railing, and said nothing.

The loyal knight was a step too late, and he left the battlefield with the king, trying to save the king's life, but in the end he could not do anything.

The dying king, the destruction of the country once again appeared in front of her eyes, and she was ready to realize and regret it, and she was extremely heartbroken, and she signed a contract with the inhibition force, as long as she found the holy grail that could achieve miracles, and after her death, she volunteered to become the guardian of the heroic spirit, as long as she could save the country and change the fate of the country.

Even if you become a guardian of sorrow, even if you give up the glory of your life......

Time stands still in this moment, and the king participates in the Holy Grail War, chasing the Holy Grail until she meets a man who experiences a special Holy Grail War......

The destruction of the state is an inevitable consequence......

Identify with your own history......

What you hold, that's proof of your kingship......

The King's First Lesson – Showing Yourself......

Beneath the great dreams is your incomparably small measure......

If you don't agree with yourself, do you expect others to agree......

Look at yourself, isn't it beautiful......

The king not only stood on the top of the mountain, but also stood in front of his people......

A gift for you......

The king gave up the Holy Grail, and naturally also gave up the contract signed with the inhibiting force, the king recognized his past, recognized the history he led, the king identified with himself, and the king let go of the holy sword in his hand......

The still time began to flow, and the king had a sweet dream, awoke up, and gave the sword to the faithful knight to be returned to its original owner, and she no longer needed it, for she would have her own sword, after death.

The king closed his eyes peacefully, and he was not afraid of death, or he was still a little looking forward to it.

As a hero with enough faith, the king knew that when he died, he would be able to go to the Throne of the Heroic Soul and become a Heroic Spirit, and at that time, he should be able to meet the person he wanted to meet.

"Teacher ......"

In a daze, Wang pronounced these two words.

Click.

The sound of approaching footsteps echoed in the king's ears.

Wang opened his eyes and looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and the corners of his lips slowly showed a smile, a beautiful smile that had never been revealed.

"Artoria."

"The teacher is here to pick you up."