Chapter 37: Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the glacier fall into a dream.

When you open your eyes, you'll see endless fires and ruins.

As we all know, it is difficult for people to realize that they are dreaming when they are dreaming, but it is the second time they have seen such a scene, and they quickly realize that they are dreaming.

"So, if I don't leave a shadow in my heart, I'll always dream of the fire of Fuyuki like Emiya Shirou?"

He sat up, hung his head and muttered depressedly.

"Boy!"

Suddenly, the man's cry came from a distance, and at the same time there were very hurried footsteps from far and near.

As soon as Jian Jian tried to look up, the feeling of a splitting headache and a dizziness that seemed to be the whole world was turning upside down came back again.

Even if I have experienced it once, I know that this is probably a precursor to waking up, and the simplicity is still unbearable, covering my head and my expression is distorted.

In a trance, he saw a tall figure suddenly appear in front of him and stretched out his hand to him.

"Firm & Live small #! ”

Not only was the other party's figure difficult to see clearly due to his blurred and distorted vision, but even the words he said became distant and blurry, but he still stretched out his hand to the other party.

However, just as the hands of the two were about to touch, the simple figure suddenly became erratic, and disappeared directly in the next moment.

"Tsk! It's really inconvenient to have something to anchor into. ”

The man in the blue hood snorted, withdrew his hand that was stretched out in mid-air, and then turned his head to look at Olga Marie and the mysterious critter Fufu running away.

Running up to the man she had met at the Unusual Point F, who claimed to be Caster, the Holy Grail War, Olga Marie asked breathlessly, holding her knees.

"Caster, what about people? Is it my Leif? ”

Cú Chulainn (Odin) shrugged his shoulders and complained in his heart, when is it, and you still want to think about your Thunder Break?

"Didn't you say you felt the breath of the living?!"

Olga Marie was immediately unhappy, because this man's words made her already tired self run a full three kilometers!

"Well, there must be a chance to meet."

Cú Chulainn said something that would have sounded incomprehensible to Olga Marie.

"Huh? What the hell do you mean? ”

Ignoring Olga Marie, who was babbling again because of this sentence, Cú Chulainn thought to himself.

This plot is too far from what I expected.

Not to mention that the lord who came was not from Chaldeans, and he was not even from the same world line as Chaldeans!

I just got here through a dream!

Due to the lack of proof of its existence or anchorage, the teenager could not stay in this anomaly for long, and after a minute of stay, he was forcibly repatriated to his original world.

"What a problem..."

Cú Chulainn muttered, then looked at Olga Marie, who was still thinking in pieces, and said, "I'm sorry little girl, you better hide by yourself first, I need to find something." ”

You have to think of something that can act as an anchor for the kid, otherwise, even if the boy sleepwalks into this world again, he won't be able to stay for long.

As soon as Olga Marie heard this, she was instantly anxious, what are you kidding, is there a difference between leaving herself alone and waiting for her to die?

"You wait..."

Before she could finish speaking, Olga Marie saw the other person materialize and disappear from front of her.

Olga Marie, who had been abandoned, felt a pang of sadness, lowered her head, clenched her fists tightly, and did not let herself be aggrieved to the point of crying.

"Where the hell are you——!

……

Reality, when I opened my eyes to see Artoria's face full of nervousness and worry.

"Easy, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare."

"But your face looks bad." Artoria put her hand on her simple forehead, "The body temperature is also a little high. ”

The faint fragrance of the woman's body intruded into the nasal cavity uncontrollably, and unspeakable instincts and desires came out uncontrollably again.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Knowing that he must nourish his spirit these days, he tried his best to restrain the desire to be born, and sat up after looking at the electronic clock at the head of the bed.

"I'll take a shower, Saber, you can sleep first."

In the bathroom, standing under the shower head and rinsing the simplicity has completed the complete suppression of his own desires.

However, there are some doubts.

Cultivating one's own spirit is for the next Holy Grail War, for survival, which can be said to be the survival instinct of human beings.

Your own survival instinct can't do SP instinct?

Is a man's SP instinct so strong?

……

The second dream was not to dream of the burning winter wood again, but to hear about the experience of the Knight King.

Ten years, twelve big battles, no defeat.

It's easy to see the blood boiling, after all, a real man, who doesn't yearn for horseback archery across the battlefield deep down?

Of course, yearning is yearning, and I really don't have the courage to make it simple.

However, it was quite sudden, and the situation was not right, and the tone of the dream began to fade from the boiling blood.

The petite knight king, after winning the first war in his career, and leading several tribes to punish hundreds of sinners in an orderly manner, a knight beside him whispered.

"King Arthur doesn't understand people's hearts."

Seeing this, Jian Jian wanted to slap the knight directly.

Don't you have a little bit of pressure in your heart?

In the case of your Great Britain, do you still want the king to understand people's hearts? If she had understood people's hearts, Great Britain would have gone faster!

Beginning with the knight who said this, several famous knights also left the White King City of Carmellot one after another, and the king accepted it as a matter of course.

At the same time, there were knights who had long been dissatisfied with the king, and because of the departure of these people, they were even more disgusted with the king.

The king, gradually isolated.

But she still doesn't care, even if she is isolated, feared, and betrayed, her mind will not change.

…… Until the Battle of Kamran.

Watching the knights who had followed him in the picture be defeated one by one, and finally Artoria who was filial to his father and son, he was a little unbearable after all.

There was not a single living person around her, and she was unable to move because of her injuries, and all she could see was the devastation of the battlefield and the vast forest and the lake.

Losing strength in her shoulder, the girl let go of the holy sword for the first time of her own will......

This is the end of the dream.

Because in her memory, there was no aftermath.

The ease of opening his eyes turned his head to meet Artoria's watery calm and gentle eyes, which seemed to wake up at the same time.

"Saber, please take care of me today."

Jian said with a smile, and stretched out his hand, and at the same time made up his mind that there was not much he could do for the other party, and the only thing he could do was to let her enjoy the modern life before the other party went back.

After a lifetime of fighting, before leaving for Avalon, the little girl also enjoyed it.

Eat more good food, have some fun, and have some good health, after all, there are no such things in Avalon.

Artoria was slightly stunned in the face of the outstretched hand, and then reached over and shook it gently.

"Well, please take care of me."