What was the girl thinking before standing in front of the rock?

Just when she was at a loss, her teacher Merlin spoke: "Before you want to pull up that sword, it would be better to think about it, after you pull out that sword, you will no longer be human, as long as you get this sword, you will be hated by people, and you will die a miserable death..."

It was impossible for her not to be afraid, because the magician gave her a glimpse of her future. Seeing what kind of end she would go to after pulling out that sword.

"Nope." But the girl made up her mind, and even if she saw her future, she nodded vigorously.

"Is that good? You are willing to give up everything for their sake. ”

"There were a lot of people laughing, and I thought that would be fine." Her hand rested on the sword, and then she pulled out the holy sword with all her might.

"Miracles come at a cost, and in exchange for what is most important to you." The magician looked at the girl who drew the holy sword..................... The bell rang at midnight, which heralded Artoria, the fifteen-year-old girl officially Chengren, and from this moment on she ceased to be a maiden, but a woman!

Standing in the empty church, Artoria stared at the legendary sword that only the king of Britain could draw, and for a long time she did not come back to her senses, she was already confused by what she saw, and she still thought that her teacher was there and she was joking, or that this sword was just a replica of the holy sword!

"What are you wondering about? Don't you like the birthday gift I have for you, Toria? You know, there are tens of thousands of people out there who want to get this sword, but it refuses, because you are the only one in the world who can pull it out of the boulder, and I once said that the goal of the first female knight of Britain is too small, because you have a bigger goal to achieve! ”

Merlin patted the girl on the shoulder, pointed the wand in his hand at the boulder and whispered: "Pull out this long sword, you can become the prophesied king, but because of this you will also lose a lot of things, I will not force you, the future should be up to you." ”

In fact, Merlin already knew Artoria's choice, because no matter how the girl's surname was changed by herself, she was still her, and she would not be shaken by her words, because she was the prophesied king, the protagonist of the Arthurian era in the moon world, which was inviolable, even Merlin himself could not change all this!

Hearing Merlin's words, Artoria's gaze left the holy sword and looked at the teacher beside her, looking at the other party very seriously, she was sure if the teacher was joking with herself.

The prophesied man who drew the holy sword, the master of Britain, the king chosen by God... Artoria's head was a mess, she never dreamed that she was the person in the prophecy, and that she would be able to pull out the holy sword that countless people had dreamed of!

The girl looked at Merlin, and Merlin was also looking at her, with only calm in her eyes, as if the lake would never make waves, very serious.

In the end, the girl took a breath, the teacher didn't lie to her, the gift he wanted to give himself was this holy sword, no, maybe it's not just the holy sword, but also the title of King of Britain!

Britain's first female knight?

Artoria suddenly felt that this dream that seemed unattainable in the past was too small, her originally chaotic heart calmed down, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face: "Teacher, did you already know all this? Is it because of all this that you adopted me to teach me? ”

"I have seen through the river of fate hundreds of years ago, you, the maiden named Artoria, will eventually draw the holy sword and become the king of Britain, so that Britain will be unified, France will be conquered, and the majestic city of Rome will be captured, and you will lead the whole of Britain to the most glorious moment, this is your destiny." Merlin looked at the holy sword and said calmly.

Then he looked at Artoria: "However, it is up to you to choose whether you want to take this responsibility or not, I want to tell you, when you pull out this sword, you will no longer be human, as long as you get this sword, you will be hated by the people, and you will die a miserable death..."

The images were fragmented and couldn't be connected at all, but Artoria saw a lot of them.

She led countless knights to dominate Britain, she saw the temperament of Britain fluttering over France, she saw countless commoners cheering for herself, throwing petals into the sky to welcome her triumph, she saw herself sitting on the throne with a holy sword in her hand, sacrosanct... But she saw something else as well... The ground under the setting sun is full of corpses, blood stains the entire land, the broken red dragon battle flag has been trampled by countless people, the British soldiers who have killed each other and even gone crazy, the backs that have left them one by one or have disappeared, and the self who is struggling in a pool of blood but is powerless to save everything... Merlin's fingers left the girl's forehead, and he looked at Artoria, who was pale and covered in cold sweat, and said, "Did you see that?" That's your future, if you don't pull out this sword, everything will be spared, but if you make a choice, it will all happen, what are you going to do, Toria? ”

Is Artoria afraid?

Yes, she was very scared, especially when she saw herself who fell to the ground and was pierced by a bow and arrow, struggling to stand up, she felt palpitations, she was really scared, you let a girl who had just become an adult choose the fate of death, nonsense?!

Merlin closed his eyes and didn't look at the girl's trembling body, he knew Artoria's final choice, he just waited quietly for the other party's answer, and time passed minute by minute, the horror of the silence inside the church was in stark contrast to the joyful atmosphere outside, because the girl in the church had to choose not only her own fate at this time, but also the fate of the whole of Britain.

After a long time, the girl's body straightened and trembled, a smile appeared on her pale face, and at this time, Merlin, who had closed her eyes, opened her eyes and asked, "Tolia, have you already made a decision?" ”

"Yes!" Artoria looked at her teacher and replied, even though she saw her future, she nodded vigorously, earnestly and firmly, without any hesitation.

"You've seen your future, so why make that choice? Aren't you afraid? Merlin asked with a smile on his chubby face.

"Of course I was afraid, but I saw not only my own future, but the whole of Britain, at least at that time when all the people were smiling and they looked happy, and wasn't it worth everything I had for them? As for my future, maybe I've done something wrong, right? Didn't you tell me, teacher? The future can actually change, but it depends on how you choose! ”

Artoria said this, a confident smile appeared on her face: "I will definitely change my future, I will become the most perfect king, I will give up all human feelings, I will give everything to the people of Britain, so I will not go to that end, right?" ”

“… Is the perfect king who abandons his feelings perfect in your eyes? Maybe one day you will find that such kings are not perfect, and maybe you can lead the Britons forward when they are confused, but as time goes on, they will doubt you, envy you, slander you, and even betray you, and even then you don't care? Is that good? Are you willing to give up everything for their sake? ”

"Yes, I think it's worth it, and I will definitely change my future, and then prove to you that only a king who has completely abandoned his feelings is the most perfect, and only then can he guide his people and lead Britain to glory, and I am willing to give up everything, age, surname, feelings, and even all in order to become such a king, I have no regrets..."

"Miracles come at a cost, and in exchange for what is most important to you." The magician looked at the girl who drew the holy sword and said... Artoria smiled, smiled, and stepped onto the boulder, placing her hand on the hilt of the sword, and the moment she grasped it, she heard the rattling of chains and the sound of something breaking.

The golden holy sword trembled wildly in the girl's hand, making a sound like a beep, and the naked eye could see that the magic power of complete materialization was like a ripple spreading wildly outward with the holy sword as the center, and the circle seemed to be endless, this power lifted the stone slabs on the ground in the church, and smashed the tables and chairs placed in the church into pieces.

The wind swept through the space like a knife, clear traces left on the ground, Artoria's hair was blown away by the wind, her blue dress fluttered, and she squinted at the trembling sword in her hand.

Cracks appeared in the boulder, expanding and spreading across the entire surface, and the holy sword was pulled up little by little in Artoria's hand, and as the holy sword left the boulder, the power it emitted became even more powerful, and even the originally clear sky became cloudy, lightning and thunder, and even the silver moon was painted with a hint of bright red.

The earth trembled, all kinds of creatures screamed and ran restlessly, and even the hearts of all human beings involuntarily produced a chill, at this moment, not only Britain, but all the creatures on the earth trembled, as if a demon had crawled out of the abyss, and this demon also controlled his life and death, and watched himself in the dark.

A thunderbolt in the sky slashed down, straight down on the London church, under this powerful force, the entire church was destroyed in an instant, everyone was shocked to look at the church that was destroyed by the lightning and speechless, what's the matter, could it be that God appeared at that moment just now?

If it weren't for God's apparition, who could tell us how a church could have been destroyed?

(To be continued)