The ship slowly shores the shore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Artoria stood at the stern of the ship and watched the dimly lit Bruges without saying a word.

In the end, she chose to leave.

For the sake of a city, she gave up the dynasty that has lasted to this day.

"So I'm really not fit to be a monarch?" she asked Su Junyan on the side.

On the ship behind her were the last fifty Teutonic knights, and the four thousand remnants.

This is the last possessions of her, Artoria, the deceased prince of Yves Saint Laurent.

The flames of Yves Saint Laurent that have not yet been completely extinguished.

Su Junyan didn't know how to persuade her.

The ship continued to shore the shore, and gradually, it was almost impossible to see Bruges.

At that moment, on the shore, suddenly, countless lights lit up, and those lights flickered, and finally formed the appearance of a maple leaf.

It was the last shout of farewell to Saint Laurent from the people of Bruges, the dead who had been silent from beginning to end.

Our king, although we met for the first time, and may never see each other again, but remember your surname, your promise, the dragon flag will come from the sea again, maybe we are gone, but there are still lights, and we are cheering in you.

As the wind grew, Artoria put on her helmet, as if afraid the wind would ruffle the ends of her hair.

After a long time, Bruges was gone, and the sea was dark.

Artoria suddenly knelt down on one knee in the direction of Su Junyan.

The iron armor is sonorous, especially piercing on the dark night sea.

"You ......" Su Junyan hurriedly went to help her, but felt her resoluteness, "It doesn't have to be like this." ”

"From today on, I, Artoria, will serve you as my lord, forgetting my name, and only concentrating on the south, not stepping on the central royal city, and I will not return to the southeast in this life, and I will not take off the iron armor. Artoria spoke like iron, "I swear that I will not die." ”

As the last word came out, Su Junyan felt something wet dripping from Artoria's helmet.

Is it tears?

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In the end, Su Junyan still agreed, Artoria's allegiance.

Because Artoria told him that if he didn't accept her allegiance, then she would never go to the Northlands.

There cannot be two kings in a kingdom, even if one is the king of the fallen kingdom.

The ship has been on the sea for a long time, and there are no more twists and turns in between.

Artoria, along with fifty Teutonic knights and four thousand remnants, finally reached the Northlands.

The moment you set foot in the Northlands, Yves Saint Laurent was really gone.

Although I had already heard about Artoria's allegiance to Su Junyan.

But I really came to the Northland, watching the snow fall, and in the distance was the well-known Iron Medal of the Northland, which was heavily armed.

Only then did they truly realize that they were already countryless and homeless.

Artoria took the lead.

But those soldiers have not taken the next step.

They looked at this strange and cold country, and after a long time, suddenly, they all fell to one knee.

The sound of the armor was sonorous.

Silent.

Not a word was spoken.

However, their kind of silent gesture is sad, reluctant, and sad.

But it is almost felt by the Northern Iron Medal hundreds of yards away.

It was the pain of losing a country.

The grief of the bereaved.

Artoria also stopped, not moving.

She knew what her last subjects were thinking.

Taking that step, whether it is Saint Laurent in the real sense of the word, or the only remaining fire of them, may not exist.

In the future, whether the dragon's banner can still fly in the sky may also become an extremely distant thing.

"Let's go. Artoria paused for a minute, then spoke in a low and decisive voice.

This path was chosen by herself, and she could only keep moving forward.

Even if the wind and snow in front of her blocked the road, and the mountains were in front, she couldn't retreat.

Because she holds in her hands the last banner of Saint Laurent, the last of the light, the last of the fire.

She must not fall.

It wasn't until Artoria took the fourth step that the soldiers followed.

The army was mighty, stepping on dense footprints, but it was instantly buried by the wind and snow in the north.

It's like a metaphor for the end of an era.

"Welcome back to your majesty. "On the Northland side, before the majestic Northland Iron Medal, he was a middle-aged man who looked a little weak.

He smiled very gently and saluted towards Su Junyan.

This man is Griffith, of course.

Behind him, the Northern Kingdom Iron Medal collectively struck his heart with his fist, letting out a low roar that rumbled over the wind.

"Yes. Su Junyan nodded at them, and didn't say much.

It was Griffith, who had already seen Artoria who came back with Su Junyan, and after he saluted Su Junyan, he also saluted Artoria very respectfully.

"I suppose this is His Royal Highness Altos from Yves Saint Laurent?" Griffith smiled and greeted Artoria with the etiquette of Saint Laurent.

Artoria took a step back and stepped out of the way, and instead saluted Griffith, "You are Lord Griffith, aren't you?" ”

After a pause, she said again: "As for saying, what Saint Laurent, what His Highness, it is already a thing of the past, please don't mention it again in the future, I am now the retinue of His Majesty the King of the North, you can just call me Iron Armor." ”

This time, it was Griffith's turn to initiate the flute.

"Another ironclad?" he said to himself in a voice that was almost inaudible to others, and smiled at Artoria, "I have worked hard from afar, and I would like to ask Your Excellency Artos to go with Your Majesty to Xueleng and rest." ”

"Thank you. "Artoria is neither humble nor arrogant, and has always maintained the posture of a subordinate.

If this were to those who were familiar with Artoria's temper in the past, they would not know if their jaws would fall in shock.

The once invincible and lonely prince Altos has now become so humble.

"Let's go. "Su Junyan didn't see Yan Qi, otherwise if he knew that he had brought back the most cutting-edge monarch of Saint Laurent, he didn't know what he would think.

After the team merged, it was divided into two teams and continued to move forward.

The Northern Iron Medal is in front, and the remnants of Saint Laurent are behind.

The fifty Teutonic knights tried to follow Artoria, but she ordered them to retreat.

She rode a reindeer unique to the Northland alone, followed behind Su Junyan, and never looked back.

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The second more. (To be continued.) )