Connor's Hogwarts

In the end, Connor failed.

There are many ways to add magic to a magic painting. The simpler one is to input magic power directly, which is convenient and fast.

To be fancy, Connor can use [Finishing Touch] to draw some snacks. This can simulate the exact same taste. Although people cannot be full after eating, drawings can be full after eating, and they can be used repeatedly by inputting magic again. , delicious and environmentally friendly.

I ordered it with seqin, cough cough cough, this is the 8, it is not suitable for children.

In the end, Connor used the second method and drew a bowl of Yangchun noodles from his hometown. The familiar taste made Connor hungry and he ate several bowls. Anyway, he would not be full after eating, but he could feel good after eating.

Connor's feeding plan was relatively successful. King Da Mao ate happily, and Da Mao kept shaking around.

Artoria has a complete sense of taste, and her eating preferences are consistent with Connor's. Not only that, she also has the foodie setting that Connor added to her, which creates the feeling of a complete person. ...much to Connor's pleasure.

It would be better if you could be more obedient...

"Saber, where are you going to sleep tonight? In the room? Back in the painting? Or with me?"

"." Under Artoria's indifferent gaze, Connor still did not dare to finish his words.

She put down the bowl and chopsticks and replied calmly: "As a hero and a painter, I don't really need sleep, so you don't need to worry about me."

"Although this is the case, you can save magic power consumption by returning to the painting. Of course, it is not a big problem for me to feed you with magic power, but if you demand too much, I will not be able to bear it." Connor couldn't control himself at all The urge to tease Arturia.

But obviously, the current stupid king is really stupid. She didn't hear Connor's bad intentions. She nodded seriously and said: "Then I will return to the painting, but before that."

Arturia looked at Connor seriously and said, "Master, please give me a reason to continue to exist."

"Because of your call, I came to this world, but there is nothing in this world that I need. Since the Holy Grail does not exist, then I can't find the meaning of my continued existence. As a king, I have nothing The reason remains here, but as a knight summoned by you, I can wield the sword in my hand for your purpose. Therefore, please give me a clear goal, and I will complete it as the first priority. "

Connor noticed that Artoria's originally clear emerald eyes looked a little dim due to confusion, like dusty gems, and the aura revealed in them made Connor feel a little suffocated.

This is not right, this is very wrong.

Artoria is not looking for a "mission" from Connor, she is looking for a reason to "live"!

Connor felt as if he had done something stupid again. For his own liking, he forcibly put shackles on a newborn soul.

The Arturia in front of him now is not the loyal and upright swordswoman in Connor's memory, but a king who has lost his people, his country, and now even his goal.

Although all her memories are false, the emotions born from the false memories are so real and intense.

When the person in the painting had a soul, the weight of the emotion made Connor feel a little breathless.

"I'm sorry Artoria." Connor was unusually at a loss.

"? Why are you apologizing, Master?" Artoria looked at Connor in confusion.

"I shouldn't have forced those memories on you, so I shouldn't have drawn you. I'm sorry. I never thought it would be like this. I thought... I..." Connor was incoherent, and he didn't know what to say.

Arturia looked at Connor like this and smiled for the first time: "Seeing your appearance now, I believe you are a child, Master."

"." Connor was embarrassed.

"I have never blamed you, Master, for summoning me." Artoria looked at the empty noodle bowl in front of her and said:

"Today, thousands of years later, I am able to eat such delicious food. It is a happy thing for me. If I can observe the world carefully in the future and enjoy more delicious food, I think that would be a very happy thing, but"

"My memory is telling me that I am a failed king. My regret for the country and the people prevents me from enjoying all the beauty of this with peace of mind. Master, do you understand?" Artoria closed her eyes. said:

"Although this memory seems a bit vague, this memory is all I have. I know my name is Artoria Pendragon because of this memory, so I should bear my responsibility for this memory."

She opened her eyes and looked at Connor seriously: "No matter...whether I am the real King Arthur or not, this is what I, named Artoria, should do."

Yes, this is the Arturia I imagined, the perfect king, but Connor was not happy about his "masterpiece". He only felt guilty:

"I understand, I understand. I took it too much for granted. I just wanted to restore the real Artoria, but I didn't expect that all her regrets and remorse would be truly restored. This is exactly what I want to show to you. Where you apologize”

Connor took a deep breath and made a decision:

"But now the deal is done. I can no longer change your memory. I only hope I can change some of your thoughts."

Connor pointed at himself and said frankly: "Artoria, to a certain extent, I am the same as you. I am not from this world either."

"?" Artoria expressed doubts.

"However, I don't come from the past, I come from the future. I came back to today from the future decades later."

"!" Artoria expressed shock.

"For me, the past has become the past, and it is an unchangeable fact. When I first came to this world, I was just like you, with broken memories and very confused. I hope that I can Returning to my world, there are things I cherish there, but in this world, everything is strange to me. I don’t know what I want to do, and I don’t know how I should spend my future, but..."

"I have still made it to today. I have met many new friends, made many new bonds, and have new goals and aspirations."

"I haven't forgotten the past, but I don't want to stick to the past. I can't make up for the regrets of the past, but I can make my present have no regrets. Beauty is indeed missed, but equally, beauty can also be created. "

"Artoria, your past as a king cannot be changed, and your responsibilities as a king should no longer be shouldered by you, so why not give yourself a chance to start over? Why not abandon King Arthur's past? Identity, but live again as Artoria?"

"You asked me to give you a reason to exist. I can't give you this, and I can't give it, because I hope you can find this reason yourself. I believe you can find the meaning of existence again in this world."

Connor didn't know whether he was talking to Artoria or himself. While he was persuading Artoria, he was also persuading himself.

In fact, he always knew why he couldn't use the Patronus Charm.

"This is just escaping." After hearing what Connor said, Artoria felt very complicated. After all, she was Connor's creation. The regret in her memory was not unforgettable, it was more like It was a kind of self-hypnosis. She felt that she should not forgive herself, so she sank into this false memory.

But now, someone throws a rope to her, trying to pull her out of the mire

"This is not an escape."

"But I'm willing to give it a try."

Connor looked up at Artoria, and there seemed to be a dark light flowing in her eyes.

"Master, I can't let go of this memory easily yet, but I am willing to try." Artoria smiled: "You will help me, right? Master."

Artoria's smile was so beautiful that she looked like an angel who offered salvation to people... No, she was originally an angel who responded to people's wishes.

Connor breathed a sigh of relief and showed a relieved smile: "Of course, you are my work, and it is my duty to help you."

"Okay, then I have a reason to stay with you for the time being. Please give me your advice in the future." Artoria just stretched out her hand, but suddenly stopped, she tilted her head and looked at Connor:

"Wait, Master, if what you said is true, then you are not actually a child anymore, right?"

"Uh, this, this." Connor's hand froze in mid-air, neither releasing nor closing: "Listen to my explanation..."

"You are really a shameless person, Master."

"Hey! That's too much!"

"I think my assessment is fair."

"This is already considered a personal attack!"

"Then let me put it another way, a pervert with a dirty soul?"

"It's even more excessive!"

This scene is not about anyone’s redemption.

This is just two similar and complicated souls with the same two confused memories, like trapped cubs, licking each other's wounds.

...This night, Connor grew up a lot

Thanks... for the tip from the hall leader [igfirekaras] who suddenly changed his name to a very long name (wasn’t my title in vain after I changed my name?) (,_)