-- Under the spinning wheel of fate, we are all just tiny specimens of dust.

Deeply stepping into his own destiny, after facing this grand and vast power, Xiao Lan felt more and more insignificant.

In the future, he saw himself and Flora sleeping in a crystal coffin, and he saw a world of peace and tranquility rather than the dead, which should mean that the battle he was about to face was won, and it was destined to be won...... It's just a joke.

If he sends himself to the King of the Necromancy, he can guarantee that the other party will simply slash himself with a sword, and then bring the whole world into the shadow of death to start a new reincarnation, and the future he sees may be the same experience that develops in the new reincarnation that he has opened many thousands of years later, and the other one he has successfully defeated the other Necromantic King and returned to the future he knows.

In this way, history seems to have returned to the original path, but he no longer knows where he died.

Of course, I don't want to get such an ending, so I live because I don't want to die, so I live with the people I cherish, but even if I make a lot of preparations, it's still not enough when I face the reality......

"I'll protect her."

What the First Knight could say, he couldn't assure him of the same.

In order to win this unloseable battle, he needs as much combat power as possible, so the Bracelet of the Sun and the Undead and the Black Bow of the Death are all handed over to Merlin, the Phantom Bow is lent to the only archer who can exert its power, and the Nightmare Legion is doing its best to expand their strength. Empress Kira was given the dragon's claws that belonged to her, and Pandora was left to Flora, who was able to exert her general strength...... But he himself could not fight with them. Again, it doesn't matter what protection there is.

His battlefield is outside of the crowd, and the enemy is the only and absolute.

He will not have the opportunity to take care of the others until the victory is divided, and if the mind is distracted in the struggle of the heart, it means defeat, and only the truly pure and full heart can break through the nothingness that has split from him, and become one again to complete his own mind, and he has no reason or opportunity to think about anything else in the midst of it.

-- The plan is in the people. It's up to the sky.

I did everything I could to prepare for it, and I tried my best to devote myself to it, and even so, I still couldn't see any certainty of victory. But after getting to this point, it's really a matter of luck, or rather...... Destiny.

So you can't be in a hurry, because it's useless to be anxious - Xiao Lan told herself.

But things didn't go as he wanted, and the reason he gave himself didn't alleviate that anxiety. Instead, it's like adding fuel to the fire. It made him feel more upset and uneasy.

Sometimes it's not the most unbearable. The most unbearable thing is that kind of waiting, not to mention the death that he is waiting for now, with almost no hope. It's just that this is not complete despair, there seems to be a faint glimmer of life in this death. Like a little light in the dark abyss, people can't die, they can only suffer between the horror of death and the desire to be born.

This irritability intensified after Lancelot came to inquire, so much so that when the First Knight asked about the relationship between the two of them, he directly pulled out the sword of victory of the oath behind his back-

Of course, it was not used to cut people, but directly thrown to the other party.

"Take a look. How do you feel......"

It's still that light tone, but with a irritability that is not difficult to detect. The First Knight, who noticed this, sighed slightly, and finally decided to remain silent without knowing how to solve it, while at the same time steadily catching the great sword that the other party had thrown behind him.

This is definitely a good sword, although the color is as black as the night sky, as if it is carved and polished from a piece of obsidian as a whole, and there are also glyphs depicting elven characters like blood, neatly it looks like those magic swords that will kill the lord in Norse legends, but it is very machine and does not feel any filthy breath on it, not even bloody evil gas, pure like a quiet dark night sky, and vaguely seems to have a little light of stars.

And after holding it in his hands, he made an even more incredible discovery.

"This sword should be clenched with ten fingers?" Gently reading the glyph of the elven text, his expression changed several times in an instant, "Impossible, this can't be ......"

Murmuring in disbelief, he pulled out the long sword at his waist one by one, it was a sword with a brilliance as shining like a lake under the moon, and the blade also had an elven inscription, but at this moment, the holy sword from the fairy in the lake, Arondaite's "Lake Light Without Regrets", was trembling slightly, and it resonated like a buzzer with the black greatsword that was close at hand!

In an instant, the First Knight realized that his brain was a little insufficient, "The engraving of that elven text can resonate with my sword, this is definitely Excalibur, but how is this possible, how can the same holy sword exist at the same time?" ”

"It's true that a world doesn't exist, but it doesn't belong to this world - that's the truth, and that's the answer I'm going to give you." The demon didn't deliberately hide it, he was not in the mood to joke and directly explained the truth, "You may not have heard of the concept of parallel worlds, but the world we are in is not the only one, there are parallel worlds, with similar historical figures, but there are essential differences, you are a knight of King Arthur in this world, and you may be just a commoner in another world, different origins and experiences determine your different results." But since you have the same origin, then the appearance, strength, temperament, and even fate are somewhat similar, maybe this is incredible but you can only accept it, I am you...... You in another world, in another time and space. ”

The "fact" sounded terrible, like a fantastical version of the bard's mouth, but the other man's expression showed Lancelot that it was not a lie, and his next sentence made him laugh at all.

"I've said before that I'm from the future. In fact, it would be more accurate to say that it was from another plane, and I was able to jump between planes, and this sword was Excalibur as you might expect. Its original owner was indeed Arthur, a cute, hairy, lion-loving ...... Girl. ”

The next words were not elaborated in words, and when the other party's eyes widened and fell into astonishment, Xiao Lan urged the Nightmare Mirror to project a few pictures-

In fact, it's the origin of the holy sword in his hand.,CG illustrations of the work "fate/staynight" of the Moon Society.,Including the day of the king.,The break of the sword in the stone.,The acquisition of the broken steel sword.。 and so described the experience of having a girl named Artoria, but deliberately did not release things that did not happen in this world, especially the final battle of the sword fence that led to the fall of the Knights of the Round Table. Knowing that there are times in the future is not a good thing, especially when this is about to start a distracting battle.

But even if it was all there was, the message was shocking enough.

Tonight's Lancelot is destined to be social, and Arthur, who has a female body, has a serious impact on him. Almost reluctantly, he returned the dark sword in his hand to the demon. Then I didn't know what I was thinking and disappeared into my eyes.

Hopefully this won't affect his fight......

Xiao Lan, who looked at the distant back, couldn't help but be a little silent, although he had deliberately not mentioned the "future", but it seemed that he had done something wrong that was not very good, and it was undoubtedly worse at the critical time when this atmosphere was not very good, but just when the irritability in his heart did not decrease but increased, another person who could really help him came to his side.

"Your mind is in turmoil, you shouldn't be in this state......"

The same question is said from different people, and the result is already very different.

Watch that walk up to you. A tall figure with blonde hair fluttering in the night wind, Xiao Lan's face couldn't help but float with a wry smile.

Flora......

The night breeze blew the long hair that the female knight had put down. Even in this faint and blurred moonlight, a soft golden yellow can be seen under the starlight. The light from the side illuminated her already contoured face like a sculpture, a sculpture that could express the soft beauty with clear and heroic lines.

But seeing this face again, the scene of the desperate plain and the failure again and again in Freddy's dream came to his mind again and again, and the irritability in his heart intensified - for the battle, her strength is an absolute necessity, maybe it will lead to defeat without him, but he doesn't want her to be in danger, and the result obtained in the wrong way will not be happy in any case, it is this contradiction between reason and emotion that constantly collides and impacts that constitutes his greatest trouble.

But he is not the only one who remembers that memory?

The infinite reincarnation in Freddy's dream, the near-extreme despair, the hope that never gave up, all of them were also engraved in Caroline's heart, and this was the only idea in her memory that was fully accepted by "Flora" and constructed a deep bond from the root of the essence -

So the female knight didn't speak again, but stepped forward directly and gently hugged the man in front of her.

Neither of them spoke, and was silent.

But this silence didn't last long, and the faces of the two began to move closer to each other, moving closer together, and then ...... Kiss.

There is no need to speak anymore, both of them hugged very tightly, very hard, kissed deeply, and slowly the hands of the two moved on each other's bodies, rubbing, and then the breathing of both of them became heavy, and the irritability in the hearts of the demons turned into burning flames at this moment, and gently picked up the woman in front of them and fled into the night, slowly floating to the room without lights like a shadow.

The shadow of death has slowly crept in, and the fate of the world is facing a critical turn, but on this night...... Time belongs only to them.

In the mingling of the soul and the body, the irritable and anxious mind will be soothed, and sincere emotions will no longer be a burden, but will become a strong hope that must be won.

Don't want to die, can't die, don't die.

-- With fullness, go to fight against nothingness! (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks for the tip: Liuyun Moon Dream