"Me! Never felt heavy! Put away your stupid rhetoric! A burden to carry! Accept it all! It is the duty of the king! ”

Standing there and proclaiming loudly, he raised his head firmly, and looked directly at his enemies with that stubborn gaze.

What is wrong with concentrating all the expectations of the people and the ideals of your subordinates on yourself?

As long as you can be strong and strong as a king, you will be able to fulfill everyone's wishes and create a truly happy country.

Isn't it the duty of the knight king to bear all the heavy responsibilities of his own choice, to support the sky above his head for others, and to force back the foreign invaders with his blade?

What is called not bringing other people's dreams, and it is for their dreams that I will appear here! Even if you are still on the other side of no one's reach, as long as you can fulfill your wishes, you can start all over again.

The princess who has been blamed, the son of the devil who betrayed her friend, and the son of the devil who ruined the round table, can all do it again and achieve a different future.

Britain should not be destroyed, and its glory and the aspirations of its comrades cannot be easily shattered.

So Saber decided to pick up the scattered wishes and piece them together as a support point to change the fate of Britain's demise.

It will not stop here, and it will not lose the Holy Grail here.

Both hands gripped the hilt of the sword tightly in their hands, and the force was so strong that the knuckles of the fingers made a crisp sound.

The Sword of Oath of Victory, which radiated a golden glow, gathered all the energy, and the dazzling light gradually manifested itself on the blade. The air flow was disrupted by the huge energy fluctuations, and the swirling golden light began to become denser and denser.

"Final blow! Over here! In Kamlan! Defeat you again to emerge victorious! ”

"Until now. Do you still crave that kind of holy grail? ”

On the other side, Natsume's movements were very simple, and he didn't plan to dodge, he half-crouched up, and buckled the nearby ground with the protruding structure behind his boots.

The wind began to howl, and the black-red light slowly spread out as if it wanted to devour the golden light.

It was like a cry from a long past, and the wind turned into a sigh. A black-red fan-shaped light began to burrow into Natsume's sin armament.

Covered in this strange light, the golden-colored orb of light and the black-red orb of light clashed before the battle began.

It gets brighter and brighter, and the surrounding environment is fully illuminated. The tragic battlefield tells the ruthlessness of war.

"Give it up! Saber！ Because that past is no longer there, and even if you want to change the past, you can't go back to the original time! ”

Just like yourself. Always want to change the past. In fact, it is a very stupid action.

The past has already happened, and even if you succeed in changing, it will only be the future that other worlds have just reached.

There is a past in this world, but there is no way to go back to the past.

This world has a future, and only then can we live a luxurious future.

Saber's actions are evasion, and at the same time, they are also-

"No! Saber！ You want to negate the victory that you fought with the comrades of the Round Table! Guarding the glory together?! Do you want to negate the achievements of those people who have put in the effort?! Do you want to negate the country that you have created?! ”

Sink deeper and deeper. The girl is crazy and wants something unrealistic.

Her actions were wrong, even if they changed the past. It is also impossible to create the future of your own ideals.

A king alone, even if he is strong, will only end up in vain.

"Your dreams are not about changing the past! I want to get an excuse to make myself feel at ease! ”

"Shut up!"

The golden light is concentrated, and the black-red beam is ready.

"The things on your shoulders are actually just a little bit lowered, and no one will blame you for that, because you have worked hard enough."

Like yourself, how ugly it seems to be trying to cater to others.

So.

So ah, Saber, no, Artoria.

"It's also a good idea to stop a little bit and take a break."

"Shut up! Shut up! What do you know if you don't protect anyone?! Those subjects are because of my relationship, and the comrades-in-arms of the round table are also because of me...... So the past can change! ”

Absolutely.

Bringing the sword of victory, and lamenting the blade of the past, in the event of the breakdown of negotiations, began to attack.

Directly ahead, the energy of the Sword of Victory is concentrated to the limit, and it slashes down after opening the world.

That's the real --

“Excalibur！！”

When the slash of light came, Natsume calmed down, and as if he had given up everything, he frowned, and rushed forward with a surge of energy.

The black ghost claws tore through the air, the golden slash shredded the wind stream, and the overwhelming power of each other clashed in mid-air.

Tearing and biting, they began to eat at each other like fierce beasts, and the black-red shelling formed an energy shield in the form of a strike, blocking the slashed blade of light in the form of impact.

The energies cancel each other out, explode, and the shock waves formed by the conflict begin to spread around.

The golden light intertwined with the dark black-red light, forming a discolored fluid that caused an explosion.

The space at the junction of the two conflicting points is distorted.

The next moment, there was a loud bang.

Bang! Exploded!

Dirt and rocks flew up, stones exploded, corpses on the ground were instantly shredded, chariots turned into slag, and the explosion light wave that expanded around seemed to erode the world, destroying everything it touched.

Such a light swallowed the figures of the two.

Sharp pain came immediately, and Natsume felt that all the armor outside was shattered in the explosion, and the defensive circle formed by magic power was also at a critical point, even if it resisted the high temperature, the huge impact brought devastating power.

Chest, head, elbows, thighs. The abdomen, all places were hit at the same time, and Natsume, who raised his left hand radioactively, found that he could not move. Looking there, the left hand responsible for the mana output was gone, leaving only an empty shoulder.

Suddenly, I couldn't experience pain, it seemed that my senses had been paralyzed, the dull feeling disappeared, and my left eye was still unable to open due to the influence of blood, so I used my right eye to observe the current situation. In the field of vision, a figure stood in the smoke and dust on the other side.

Running, Natsume's footsteps did not stop. Even if you don't feel pain, even if the skin of your limbs is shredded in large quantities, even if your ribs are broken by impact.

As long as the enemy is not defeated, Saber is not told that fact. You can't stop!

Interactive movement of the feet. A trail of blood dragged out.

Looking ahead, inside the smoke and dust, standing there, the girl with a sword in one hand was trying to stand up straight.

Judging by the blood-stained silver-white armor, the huge gash in the abdomen had caused serious damage.

Raising his head, his lips were somewhat pale and open.

"I'm still ...... Can't lose ......"

The girl, who never stopped pursuing her dreams, once again held her weapon in her hand.

Cough!

Saber spat out a mouthful of blood, and the liquid from the wound stained the dress.

Natsume didn't show weakness. He also lifted the arm of his right hand.

If you want to lift your feet, this action makes your internal organs roll. Black blood spilled from the mouth, and the same fluid began to flow from the nostrils and ears.

Ahem, ahem.

Natsume had also reached his limit, he couldn't hear the sound, he couldn't feel the wind flow, so he couldn't understand what Saber was saying with his mouth open and closed.

It seemed to be over, and Natsume, who thought it was still a declaration of war, struggled to grip the hilt with the five fingers of his right hand.

The two sides began to fight again.

The pace of both of them was very slow, but it was slowly picking up.

Relying on perseverance and the desire for victory, he took a step, ignoring the blood left behind, and dragged his tired body forward.

"Ahhhh!!h ”

Natsume couldn't hear the sound, but he roared out loud.

I don't judge what attack trajectory I have, I don't think about what to do next, I just aim the blade at the enemy's chest very directly.

Rumble!

Natsume suddenly heard a voice, it was a huge sound of wind, curling the hair of the two, and the golden hair fluttered in front of Natsume's eyes, falling dejectedly as the wind left.

At the same time, the sound of the weapon piercing the flesh* body also sounded.

"Ah...... Yes...... Sure enough, no. ”

Natsume's right eye widened, and the blade in his hand sank into Saber's chest, but Saber dropped the weapon on the way.

Deliberately, let me?

"Ahem, ahem, this time, I might need to take a break."

“……”

"As you say, the king's heavy duty is indeed hard, even painful...... But. ”

But ah.

Saber's body fell forward, and Natsume rushed over to catch her, and then, blood began to flow from her mouth, and the warm liquid flowed onto Natsume's shoulder.

"But ah, it's that pain that gave me that past, if I could......"

Natsume didn't see her expression, but he knew she was smiling.

"If I could, I'd like to stop a little and wait to catch up with me, the king's fool."

"Then stop there."

The girl who threw herself in her arms lost her voice, and her heartbeat began to slowly become weak.

Natsume picked it up, and a white war horse appeared at this moment.

Boy.

Let Saber sit up, and Natsume, holding the reins in one hand, drove the horses towards the forest in the distance.

The horse's pure white hair was stained red with blood, and Saber's eyes were slightly open, but she was too weak to react.

The forest in front of you is bathed in golden sunlight, and the light from the leaves brings warmth.

The green grass spreads from the foot to the whole land, and the green leaves make a rustling sound from the wind, as if it does not exist in the ideal land of this world.

Picking up Saber and letting her lean against a tree trunk, the blade on her chest turned into particles and vanished, leaving only the Sword of Victory of the Oath that Natsume had picked up.

Natsume also sat down next to Saber wearily and looked at the sky with her.

The sunlight that shone from between the trees and shone on the two of them as if forgotten by the world.

"Okay, warm."

"The weather is beautiful."

"So, it's time to take a break, Mordred."

"Just call me Natsume."

Is that.

"A name that still exists in the world?"

"Pretty much."

Really.

The voice grew quieter, Saber, no, it was Artoria, and she held out her hand to the sun in the sky, the streamer between her fingers forming a mesmerizing halo.

"Then, Natsume, maybe it's time for me to sleep."

"Good afternoon?"

"Well, I hope that when I wake up, someone will catch up with me."

"Then leave it to me."

Even if it's an unkeept-free promise.

Really, again.

The girl's hand fell from mid-air, slightly pale but sculpted cheek resting lightly on Natsume's shoulder.

His chest stopped rising and falling, but the expression on his face was a smile he had never seen before.

What was the Knight King of the past pursuing?

The fool who took the hand that had fallen, lay down beside the king, and promised to follow in the king's footsteps, also fell into a deep sleep. (To be continued......)