Tribute to the Demon King

Afterwards, the surroundings of the Sword of King Selection returned to calm.

It was clear that it was still so lively just now, but now there is no one there.The holy sword of King Xuan has not changed from yesterday, it is thrown here like a discarded sword that no one uses.

"Don't you all want to see someone draw a sword?"

The young Artoria murmured, showing a melancholy expression: "But, I..."

The King of the Wild Hunt behind her also remembered that period of history, and sighed with sympathy.

That's something she didn't know until she became King Arthur - she was not an ordinary human being.

Since she was sensible, she spent her days in the way of a man, learning swordsmanship and state affairs, and abandoning her self-feelings as a human being.

That's because the existence of "Artoria" is the embryo of the "ideal king" created by King Uther and Merlin.Everything about her is for today—she was born just to pull out the sword of choosing the king.

"Then let me come..."

She said in a low voice, her eyes hardened.

Watching her young self slowly stretch out her hand towards the sword, Artoria's expression suddenly changed.

A very strong impulse suddenly appeared in her mind, an immature guess.

If... if I stop her here and prevent myself from drawing that sword——

Chapter 180 IX The Original Will

Just as that idea was born, it was like an indispellable phantom entangled in Artoria's heart.

If I can stop myself from picking up that sword here.

If the tragic past can be cut off here.

If the position of "King" is given up to other knights, such as Gao Wen and the others.

So, will Britain survive?Wouldn't they have no conflict without their own words?

She stretched out her hand hesitantly, but suddenly stopped only a few inches away from the young girl.

"...Let's forget it first."

She muttered in a low voice, and slowly withdrew her hand: "And it's just an illusion... I can't do that kind of thing at all."

But only she knew that these were all excuses.

Even if it was a hallucination, she still wanted to see a scene where Britain was not destroyed.

It's not that Arturia doesn't want to change that tragic past.If she can make other people's lives better if she can't be the king herself, she will never stay in that position.

However, looking at the shining light in the eyes of her past self, Artoria was inexplicably touched.

Maybe I am too greedy...

But to be honest, she somewhat wanted to continue watching.

Although the scene in front of me is still at the bottom of my memory, it is already covered with dust.

She can no longer remember what she did and what she saw at that time.But just looking at herself when she was young, the girl knight who stubbornly stretched out her hand to the hilt of the Sword in the Stone, Artoria felt that her always furious heart gradually calmed down.

Anger subsides.The flames of war are extinguished.A rare tranquility descended again.

It's all so beautiful.

Artoria's pupils became calm, staring closely at the girl, watching her put her hand on the hilt of the sword.

She can see it now.When the girl held the hilt of the sword, something churning inside her body was sucked into the sword.The holy sword fixed to the rock by Merlin's magic came loose—as if a lock had been opened with a key.

Next, as long as you retract your hand, you can pull out the sword——

"It's better to think carefully before picking up that thing."

A soft voice sounded behind the girl and Arturia.

That was Merlin.

She turned her head quickly and saw the teacher she hadn't seen for a long time and her former friend appearing from behind her, her mood became very complicated.

It's not just an illusion or something... She always felt that when Merlin passed by her, it seemed as if she glanced at her from the corner of her eye.

Merlin passed by Artoria slowly, and said to the girl in a flat and distant manner: "I won't hurt you, so I'll just say it straight - once you pick up that sword, you will die until you die." You will no longer be human. And you will be hated by all humans, and you will meet a tragic death... Even that is okay?"

The girl's expression suddenly twisted with fear.

Arturia of course knows why the girl is like that.

At that time, when Merlin said those words, she simultaneously saw the future of "becoming like that" in her consciousness.

At that time, what was reflected in my eyes was the end of the battle of Jianlan, and I was benefiting from the dying scene on the mountain of corpses of the knights who had been loyal to me.

The end of being miserable, betrayed, and ultimately nothing.

Arturia sneered and twitched the corners of her mouth, but felt her mouth was a little dry.

The irony is that the future that was out of reach for her at that time is already a past that has happened and cannot be changed for her.

Pulling out the sword will become a strange "other".

The life so far will be completely overturned, and the previous interpersonal relationships and social status will be destroyed and rebuilt.