Chapter 758 [I Don't Want You to Die]
"Do you think he's going to kill you?"
This is the spiritual world of Artoria. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
I don't know if it's because of my original self.
Her spiritual world is a projection of her girlhood.
In the old Saint Laurent Palace, the young maiden Artoria sat in front of the window, and outside it was a verdant autumn, and the red maple leaves were blooming like fiery clouds.
A faceless figure with a void of light stood behind Artoria, also looking out the window.
This man is naturally Saint Augustine, a projection of him from the New World, empty and mysterious.
He asked Artoria, do you think he's going to kill you?
Artoria didn't answer, although her face was that of a girl, her eyes couldn't change the weathered cold hardness after all.
Outside the window are red maple leaves like fiery clouds.
It was also Su Junyan who was wielding a knife.
Although Artoria could not control her body, she could clearly see what was happening outside.
Perhaps, this is also a kind of, torture?
Saint Augustine's torture of Artoria.
Offensive.
What would a man you love dearly do when he is attacked by a man who has completely lost his senses?
Waiting to be killed?
Or swing a knife to fight back?
At present, Su Junyan has made a choice, he wielded a knife to fight back.
There was not the slightest hesitation.
Should I be sad?
Or anger?
After all, for this man, he has paid so much, but he only got such an end.
Artoria just said, "It would be nice if she could die at his hands." ”
Wouldn't it be nice to die at his hands?
This time, it was Augustine's turn to be silent.
"You're really infatuated. Augustine didn't know what to say.
Crazy men and women, he has seen too much, but he has never been able to understand this emotion.
Maybe only one day, when he gains the knowledge of everyone, can he understand what kind of emotion this is.
"No, it's not infatuation. Artoria retorted, "It's just that sometimes you know that you really can't get something, no matter how hard you ask, it's useless to give up, even if you go far, after many years, in fact, you still can't forget it, then, the best result is probably like this." ”
Let him kill himself.
So perhaps, after many years, a lot of things have happened, and he has forgotten many people, but he will always remember that there is someone who likes him.
but he killed him.
Don't forget.
Don't forget, that's probably the best outcome, right?
"Stupid. Augustine finally couldn't help but speak, it was really stupid.
Why do you have such an idea?
Death is to make a person remember himself?
Augustine's figure faded behind Artoria.
In the empty old court, Artoria was once again alone.
She looked out the window at the red maple leaves that seemed to never wither, and thought that she could still see the red maple leaves before she died.
Not bad, right?
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Su Junyan felt Artoria's attack suddenly become extremely violent.
Compared with the previous precision and calmness, it is a little more smart and intelligent.
He immediately realized that something was wrong, and when he looked at Artoria's eyes in front of him, he saw the empty and mysterious light that he had seen before.
"Your Excellency, are you back again?" he immediately recognized it as Augustine's eyes.
"I just went and asked this girl. Augustine raised his greatsword aloft, and the six wings behind him began to condense light.
This is the prelude to Artoria's strongest move, Saint Yao.
"She said she wanted to die at your hands. Augustine concentrated all his strength on Su Junyan's body.
"So, come, kill her, and fulfill her wishes. ”
The next moment.
Augustine, or Artoria's body, turned into a streamer of light and rushed straight towards Su Junyan.
This is to regard one's body as part of the Holy Yao.
A complete life-for-life style of play.
Su Junyan, how to choose?
Anyway, he has already chosen, draw the knife, then, keep going.
Once you've made up your mind, don't look back.
And don't be fooled by words.
And, perhaps, that's what Artoria wants.
She knew that she couldn't get out of Augustine's control, so she asked Su Junyan to kill her.
Anyway, I can still die in his hands.
Fulfill her, right?
Be perfect, her.
Su Junyan, out of the knife.
In the fleeting, yet like eternal light.
Really, is it just made up your mind?
The light is surging infinitely.
Su Junyan saw Artoria's eyes in the light.
Because of the explosion of too strong force, the armor of her whole body cracked, revealing Artoria's pale face.
Her countenance.
Lonely and beautiful.
Artoria.
Are you, really, want to die at my hands?
But I don't want you to die!!!!!
In this world, no one can easily decide the life and death of another person.
In this world, a man must not easily let down a girl's sincerity to you.
So, so even if the sword is added.
Even if they may die together.
Even if it didn't end well, it didn't end well.
I, too, want to save you!!!
"Boom-" The light and the big sword pierced Su Junyan's body together.
Su Junyan's knife did not pierce Artoria's body.
He looked at Artoria, and a fire erupted in his eyes.
That's it, the phoenix is flying!!!
"Boom-"
Meanwhile.
Artoria's spiritual world.
On a beautiful autumn afternoon, it was suddenly interrupted by a loud noise.
The sunny sky was torn through a huge gap.
There was a flash of fire, which shot down from the sky like a meteorite.
The meteorite flew extremely fast, and suddenly approached the ground.
When it really came to the ground, its true face began to show.
That's not a meteorite.
It was a black phoenix.
There was a man on the phoenix, and he drove the phoenix towards a place.
It was the royal palace of Emerald Jade.
Eventually, the phoenix stopped in front of a window in the royal palace.
The man said to the girl in the window, "My dear princess, I have come to take you home. ”
That moment.
Artoria, tears uncontrollably fell.
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The first update.
When I wrote about Anne before, Irelia's ending was criticized by many readers, and this time, I wanted to give Artoria a good ending.
May all love have a result.