In the dark and luxurious room, Artoria sat on the bed, her eyes falling on the black knight who stood in front of the window, unable to even shine in the moonlight, silent.

She could feel the red light in the slit of the other party's helmet looking at her, he was very calm, completely different from the aura he showed when he fought against the gods just now, if he was a completely distorted resentful spirit before, now he was like the night outside the castle, only a comfortable tranquility, even the black smoke that had been floating around him had not appeared in the armor.

Enemies of God... This was the only thought in Artoria's mind, because the thunder that fell from the sky just now was definitely not naturally formed, otherwise it would not be full of great power and clear goals, and this thunder would not have come specifically at herself, or this black knight.

His gaze shifted from the black knight's body to the golden long sword, gorgeous, dazzling, and even had a sense of holiness, but who would have imagined that the sword spirit of this holy sword was an evil demon, it should be said that it was a demon!

Holy Sword?

This is simply a 'magic sword with the appearance of a holy sword'!

If she had a choice, Artoria would have thrown away the sword, or given it to someone else, because her instincts told her that the sword was too dangerous, or that it was the strange sword spirit that was dangerous, and how could it choose herself?

“… Do you regret it? Regret for drawing the magic sword? The Black Knight looked at the expressionless girl and asked, his voice was not muffled by the armor, but very clear and calm, at this time he was really as Artoria thought, like the night outside the window, quiet, peaceful, without a little fluctuation, "Regret?" No, since I made the choice, I don't regret it, it's just a little uncomfortable. The moment she pulled out the sword in the stone, Artoria's feelings seemed to really disappear, no matter what thoughts she had in her heart, her expression would not change, she was calm and calm, even her voice maintained a tone, and the lovely smile seemed to disappear, just one night, she transformed from a young girl to the king of Britain, in order to become the perfect king in her heart, she really gave up everything.

Reizer stared at Artoria's face, his gaze hadn't moved since three hours ago, as if frozen frame, he wanted to remember the girl's appearance completely in his heart, different from Enkidu, different from Nero, the girl in front of him was the real Saber, Artoria, the king of Britain, one of his favorite two-dimensional characters... Blonde hair and blue eyes, perfect appearance, unique temperament, and familiar voice, Lei Zhe just looked at her and felt everything about her, and then remembered everything about her... The room fell silent again, and the two men resumed their previous position of staring at each other.

After a long time, Lei Zhe spoke again: "... Rest early, tomorrow is your most important day, now that you have enlightenment, then bear a heavy destiny and mission, I will use my power to help, help you realize your wishes, and then change the outcome you see, this is my responsibility as a sword spirit. After Reizer finished speaking, black smoke emerged from his armor and enveloped him, and then he turned into a black whirlwind and drilled out of the room, where he went Artoria did not know, and did not want to know.

After Lei Zhe left, Artoria immediately felt extremely relaxed, because the pressure of being in the same room with that person was too great, and the strange gaze of the other party also made her sit like pins and needles, even the current girl would feel uncomfortable, and it was good that he could leave consciously.

Artoria fell on the bed and curled up, but her eyes involuntarily fell on the golden sword, after staring for a few minutes, the girl closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep, today she is too tired, whether it is the change of identity, the burden of fate, or the sword spirit that is still feared, it makes her feel physically and mentally exhausted... At the top of the castle, above Artoria's bedroom, a black knight sat at the top, and although he and the girl were only separated by a wall, the real distance between the two of them was very far away, at least for a short time.

A girl who is willing to abandon everything for the sake of Britain, an otaku who rejects everything because he is afraid of hurting the people around him again, afraid of being hurt himself, burying all his feelings in his heart and refusing everything, just like this, came together under the arrangement of several people, but no one knows how far they can go.

Looking at the moon and stars in the sky, Lei Zhe sat quietly, his body was surrounded by black mud-like smoke constantly changing and distorting, and spreading around, and soon the space around him became a special state, the surrounding range of several meters was swallowed by nothingness and darkness, and the clear moonlight in the sky could not penetrate the darkness, and Lei Zhe's entire body was also hidden in it, the only light in the darkness was the red light that kept jumping in the crack of the helmet..."......" was silent, and the red light in the darkness slowly disappeared, Lei Zhe chose to sleep, but his power continued to spread outward, and the black mud climbed and corroded on the castle like tentacles, and finally completely surrounded the girl's bedroom.

This black substance blocked all sounds, light, and even the breeze that blew into the room through the window, and the magic of peace and tranquility gathered in the room, and then poured into the girl's body, while driving away Artoria's fatigue, it was also changing the intensity of her **.

"This time, I'll change..."

…… Merlin, who had left Gaia's palace, stood in the distance, looking at the room engulfed in darkness, his fat face, which was originally a little angry, became normal, and finally he shook his head and sighed to himself, "What the hell are you asking me to say?" Sure enough, you are the cutest at this time, whether you are in the future, or Lei Luo, you are the master who can only pit people, it really makes Miss Ben very unhappy, it really responds to the old saying, time can change everything, I hope you don't become as black as them..."

"Hmm—" Merlin looked up into the distance, the northern part of Britain, and he sensed that an unusual wind was blowing in that direction.

"You have fallen after a thousand years of silence, you have completely embarked on a twisted path, the city in the sky can no longer satisfy your **, are you ready to stretch out your hand to this rich land? You, too, have begun to call yourselves 'gods'..."As Merlin whispered to himself, thousands of golden rays streaked across the sky, and these rays fell from the sky like fallen meteors, and finally disappeared into the sky, and their direction was exactly the north where Merlin was looking.

It was also from this moment that a huge empire rose on the cold coast of the north, and this empire also became a beast that spied on Europe, tearing at the land in front of it with teeth and claws... In the West, a horde of wild beasts emerge from the darkness, roaring at the moon and feeding on humans, slaughtering them with their claws, slicing open their chests with their claws, gnawing on their internal organs, and then making wine cups out of human skulls and drinking the wine they plundered.

In the East, the people of the moon are intoxicated with blood, they have become demons because of blood, these people hide in the darkness and wait for the night to fall, they are the enemies of all creatures, powerful, weird, even more terrible than those black beasts!

The world is in utter chaos!

Just as Merlin sighed, he turned to look at the dark sky, countless crows circled like dark clouds covering the sky, but the strange thing was that the crows did not make a call, not even the sound of flapping their wings, they circled and flew in the sky, the crows spun at high speed, and finally coalesced.

Merlin watched the crows slowly hovering in the dark night sky, and then watched as they slowly gathered, condensed, and merged into one in the silence. Black bird feathers fell from the sky, those feathers carried a hint of death and [***] breath, from these feathers, Merlin instinctively sensed a strong and vague will to die, that soft, irresistible will to die.

The crow in the sky lost its feathers and turned into a stunning woman in the night...... Although the woman wore a hideous-looking raven mask, Merlin did not feel the terrifying aura at all, but gradually found a sense of déjà vu in the atmosphere of despair, madness, and evil temptation.

Long purple hair, huge black crow wings, and a raven mask that Merlin had seen more than once...... A smile bloomed on Merlin's slightly chubby face: "Cecilia. Cavill, no, you should be called Blackwing by now, long time no see. ”

"Alaya ......" Blackwing's blood-red eyes looked at Merlin calmly, slowly descended from the sky, and looked at Merlin: "You, you should know my intention." ”

"I do." There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Merlin's mouth, and he raised his head slightly, and met the blood-red eyes of the Blackwing Male: "The Agent of Earth has appeared. So, I suppose, you can inform your master that she can take her people back to the moon. ”

"Really?" Black Wing Gong showed a noncommittal expression: "In this case, I will not be able to go back and explain to my master." Blackwing flapped her wings lightly, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Who is he?" ”

Merlin was still smiling slightly, however, Blackwing felt a powerful, irresistible force spread along the air, soil, and all the mediums, and that power even made her feel a sense of despair rise in her heart.

The fluctuations in power grew stronger and stronger, and Blackwing's resistance became more and more insignificant compared to that force, and she retreated uncontrollably, until Merlin was out of her sight, and she felt that she was finally able to control her body again.

"That's what you told your master." Merlin's voice came from afar, and it still seemed so gentle, but it made Blackwing Gong feel the irresistible seriousness in his tone.

(To be continued)