Chapter 307: The Continuation of the Dream

The body in the arms is very light, as heavy as a piece of paper. However, even so, Artoria was still a little overwhelmed. Lancelot's body was slowly disappearing, and finally, there was almost no weight.

"It wasn't perfect, but in the end, I borrowed your chest......"

As if about to enter an eternal sleep, Lancelot muttered softly.

"To be able to die in the king's bosom, in the king's eyes...... Such a me...... Ha ha...... It's like a loyal knight......"

Lancelot...... Don't say that......"

Artoria replied anxiously. Before Lancelot disappeared, he had something to say to him.

Artoria wanted Lancelot to understand that it wasn't 'just like', but 'it was'. No one knows better than I do your sincerity and dedication to the King and your country...... Then you are a loyal knight.

So there's no need to blame yourself. People make mistakes, even if they are incomprehensible mistakes - your nobility is not completely subverted by such faults alone.

So...... I didn't question you, I didn't want to insult you, I didn't want to lose a dear friend like you. It is because this is in my heart that I am able to tolerate the great sin that you have committed, which you speak of.

This is what Artoria really thinks at the moment, however, it seems that it cannot be Lancelot's salvation.

The Lake Knight slept like a baby, closed his eyes, his body slowly dissipating in the air.

"Lancelot, actually you ......"

"I know what you have to say, king...... I understand it too...... But...... I hope you will be able to put me into an endless sleep in my last fantasy...... My King...... At last...... I hope you will stay with your master, you can see...... Your host is a very human person......"

Just a faint look at Artoria's sincere eyes, Lancelot understood what Artoria meant. This is a confidant and a close friend.

Lancelot had not forgotten about Artoria, and it was because of this that Artoria whimpered as she watched her arm, which had lost her weight and was left with only a quaint intermediate card.

There is no magic in the media-card card, just like a regular card.

I can't even make a sound.

Artoria did not allow herself to make even the slightest sound. In the face of the loyal knight's last moments, he is still being redeemed by the other party, so what right do he have to cry now?

King...... Can it only be arrogant?

Artoria said to herself, how many people did she ignore while looking for a way to save the country?

Gawain, who died heroically, and Galahad, who died for the sake of his mission, what were they thinking about at the last moment of their death?

Do they have the same remorse and depression for their deaths? Why was it that I could have been sure that they didn't think so?

Artoria wept silently, her heart aching as if it were being stung by countless thorns.

It is not the way of the king to be wrong...... It's the way to treat people?

In any case, the established facts are irretrievable......

"Lily......" was shrouded in black fog due to Lancelot's transformation, revealing the clarity, and the bright moonlight poured on the top of the parking lot.

Chen Xiaofeng appeared behind Artoria at this moment, looking at Artoria like this, Chen Xiaofeng hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

"The host...... I've been forgiven......" Artoria responded to Chen Xiaofeng with a smile, but the tears that still hung on her cheeks with the forced laughter made Chen Xiaofeng's heart ache.

Chen Xiaofeng looked at Artoria blankly, and then, she came.

Just like when they first met, Artoria quietly came to Chen Xiaofeng's side. Within the distance that Chen Xiaofeng's hand could touch, she stopped.

Lily...... What do you do...... Very good......"

Said with mixed feelings.

I don't know what to say, Chen Xiaofeng was inexplicably depressed, he didn't know what had happened before on this battlefield, but at this moment he had an extremely firm belief in his heart.

The girl in front of her was once far away, feared, and puzzled...... That used to be all she had, and since that was the case, being close to her, caring for her, and tolerating her was the compensation that the girl deserved.

As the king, the girl lacks some human affection, so all she needs to do is to teach him how to understand the world.

Lily...... Stay with me......"

Chen Xiaofeng plucked up his courage and said.

Artoria smiled, not the forced smile she had before, but a smile from the bottom of her heart.

"Yes, master." Holding Berserker's Desk Card in His Hand...... This is what the Knight of the Lake expected.

"Huh?"

Chen Xiaofeng, who originally thought that it would take some words, was dumbfounded and Artoria was dry.

The night passed.

The wind-blowing roof became flat, and dawn was in the distance.

The sun rises.

The stopped wind blew again, like an eternal golden light.

"So, master, ...... at last One more small request from me......"

Artoria looked straight at Chen Xiaofeng and said in a voice without hesitation.

"Xiaofeng...... Can I call you that? Lips uttered the words.

The wind was blowing, and the eyes that were slightly closed because of the dazzle of the morning sun slowly opened.

"Ah...... Someone who can ask something like that...... It's really like you......" Chen Xiaofeng turned his head sideways, smiled, looked at the position card in Artoria's palm, and thought of Artoria's previous watch......

"Don't worry...... One day, he will return to this world again, just like you......" "Eun...... I know......" Artoria looked at the rising sun, the sunshine of the school city is always so beautiful, "I hope that the next time we meet, Lancelot can regain the sparkle of the past." ”

Artoria understood thoroughly...... If you can't make the "king" more humane, such a tragedy will happen again.

Erase the traces of your own zĂ i...... This is not the most fundamental solution in the first place.

Only by grasping the present can we avoid the recurrence of tragedy...... It is precisely because of this that he must stay by Chen Xiaofeng's side.

"Huh?"

Chen Xiaofeng's surprised voice interrupted Artoria's thoughts.

I saw Chen Xiaofeng's convex and backward slender figure gradually changing back to a man's posture.

The straight breasts are gone, the round buttocks are gone, and the long hair of the shawl is gone...... It's already back to the boys.

This anomaly only surprised Artoria slightly, and then showed a natural expression.

"Xiaofeng...... Want to see the continuation of my 'dream'?