The girl's right hand held the sword that had been crossed into a sword with gold.

"Oops, it's better to think carefully before holding that thing, before you're ready to pull it out."

The girl turned back and saw Merlin, the most feared magician in the country.

The magician said in an ambiguous tone, "If you pull that thing out, you will no longer be human in the end." ”

The magician's language was very simple, and the meaning was very pure, and the girl nodded, she understood the meaning.

If you become a king, you have to cease to be human.

This kind of consciousness is innate to girls from birth.

The so-called king, that is, in order to protect the people, must kill the most people.

The young girl, who was then thinking about this almost every night, trembled until dawn - there was not a day of fear that she was not afraid.

"My fears, to this day." The girl responded to the magician with such words.

The right hand wrapped around the hilt of the sword was forced, and the sword was pulled out as if it were taken for granted, and suddenly, the surrounding area was surrounded by golden light, and the dazzling light made the girl unable to open her eyes.

That's right, at the moment when the sword was drawn, the maiden was no longer human, but the greatest king of Britain.

The king has nothing to do with gender.

As long as he has the power of the king, then no one will care about his appearance, even if someone notices that the king is a woman, but as long as he is an excellent king, then there should be no problem.

Because of the magic of the sword in the stone, the girl's appearance remained at that moment - the girl will no longer grow old and will not die. Of course, there will inevitably be some revelations that make them uncomfortable and frightened, but most of the knights praise the mysterious immortality of the new king.

Then, the kingdom's new king will lead the kingdom out of the gloom when it is in danger of destruction.

That was the time that began to be called a legend by later generations, the king. The newly enthroned king fights like a god of war.

The king was often at the forefront of the battle, and the enemy was all discouraged.

Artoria, the god of war? Pendragon.

This is the praise of the king who is the incarnation of the dragon and the god of war - such a being cannot be defeated.

Ten years of battlefields and twelve battles, all ended with her victory.

It was really a time of iron-blooded, attentive, galloping on the battlefield as a king. She didn't look back once, and she didn't get hurt once.

She endured hardships as a king and carried out her duties as a king......

"It's ...... What happened to Artoria before she died......" Chen Xiaofeng didn't know when he regained consciousness, "is it to let me know her better?" ”

That's why I see such fantasies, right?

It's hard to imagine that Artoria, who is usually like the big sister next door, would have such a past.

Maybe in a place that Chen Xiaofeng didn't know, Artoria was also sighing silently, right?

The real side of Artoria...... Her soul should still be on the battlefield now, right?

Chen Xiaofeng seems to be able to see such a scene.

Before dawn, under the orange sky, she let the breeze blow her body, just holding her sword and looking into the distance.

The sky was high, and the clouds fluttered fast.

In the clear air, she looked fearlessly at the army that should be attacked.

That kind of posture, that kind of expression, should be what Artoria really looks like, right?

She and the sword were of the same mind - the sword of the king was chosen by the king.

The brilliance on the sword that decides Artoria's fate is her own brilliance.

But......

That sword seems to be very similar to the one I transfigured, and Artoria is not using the same sword now. Chen Xiaofeng had doubts, although they were very similar, they were indeed different things.

In the first few battles, Artoria swung a different sword than this one.

In other words, Artoria's sword in the stone is missing.

So, where is she who lost such a famous sword?

Chen Xiaofeng was lying on the bed in his room, looking at the ceiling of his room with empty eyes.

It's already lit up outside.,A new day in the school city has begun.。

Maybe because of the strange "dream" last night, Chen Xiaofeng was not in the mood to continue to sleep in bed today.

I got up and walked out of the room, went to the living room, and found that Artoria was no longer there, and there was breakfast prepared by Artoria on the table.

There was no one in the room.

"Artoria...... Is it out? Chen Xiaofeng thought stunned.

Suddenly, the scene of last night flashed through his mind like lightning—the Black Knight's spear was about to pierce Artoria's body.

"This ...... What's going on......" Chen Xiaofeng felt dizzy, Chen Xiaofeng's chest heaved and heaved, he knew that the remaining Heroic Spirits were starting to move.

If Artoria had been allowed to run around at this time, it would have been possible to appear here like the one she had seen in her dream last night.

Chen Xiaofeng is determined to protect all the people around him.

After a quick freshening up, Chen Xiaofeng chose from many women's clothes and put on a set of clothes suitable for sports, and then left home in a hurry.

I'm not sure yet, but Artoria must be found before she is in danger.

……

On the shores of a paradise-like lake, a magic lantern tower for lighting floats, and the beautiful blue light flickers on and off.

At the end of the passage to the center of the lake is a unique stone pavilion.

There were two people sitting in the stone pavilion.

A woman and an old man.

"Well...... According to what you said, I've already told that kid some information. The woman clasped her hands in front of her chest, and the pair of breasts, which looked a little tired, were outlined more obviously.

"Ah, thank you so much, if it doesn't happen that you come back at this time, I really don't know what to do." The old man smiled kindly, and if you looked closely, it was not difficult to see that the old man's gaze had been lingering on the woman's chest.

"Hehe, you're really funny, how could the last Hades not even be able to do such a thing?" The woman laughed, "But if you stare at a part of me the next time you speak, I won't spare you." ”

The old man who was discovered by the woman blushed and coughed twice, but he didn't seem to repent, and continued to glance at the woman's chest intentionally or unintentionally with a hippie smile.

Looking at such an old man, the woman held her forehead a little speechlessly--it's really disrespectful to the old, and besides, she was still the dignified king of the last underworld.

"Hehe~" For the woman's speechlessness, the old man nodded with satisfaction, "But then again, after coming back from outside, my figure is indeed a lot better~"