Tribute to the Demon King

... At that time, can I not change my original intention?Will I change myself?

If that is the case, everything now will be a thing of the past.

It was a ritual to kill the "present self".

Can I become a good king?What if you can't make people happy?

When she was young, she thought about these things every night and trembled until dawn.

"Because the king is the one who kills the most people in order to protect people..."

Arturia sighed.

She looked at the flickering light in her former self's eyes, and a strong impulse suddenly arose in her heart.

——Want to, draw that sword.

Prompted by that impulse, she subconsciously took a step forward, and then she reacted and was suddenly startled.

Oops!

If my actions startled "her"...

But then she realized that her hand had passed through the girl's body.It's like I'm just a phantom that doesn't exist.Can't move anything, can't do anything.

Just when she was staring blankly at her hand, the girl showed a shaken expression.

"I... my words..."

The young Artoria hesitated.

She loosened her grip on the hilt slightly.The holy sword that was raised a little bit sank again.

The King of the Wild Hunt was slightly taken aback, realizing that this was not exactly the same as what he experienced back then.

If that's the case, maybe "I" won't be able to draw that sword——

"I'll give you a chance."

At this moment, Zhou Yi's voice sounded behind her.

She turned around, only to see Merlin smiling at herself.His mouth didn't move, but the annoying guy's voice came: "Don't you want to change history and re-elect King Arthur? I have arranged it for you. As long as you don't do anything, she will give up." .It saves you a lot of effort, what do you think?"

"...I don't think so."

Arturia stared at Zhou Yi for a long time with piercing eyes, and suddenly showed a gorgeous smile.

"Hey, let me say," she said with a smile on her face, "who do you think you are?"

There was an unknown gleam in her eyes.

The King of the Wild Hunt held his head high and showed a villainous smile: "Even if you are really Merlin, you can't force me to pick up or let go of the Sword in the Stone."

"Oh?"

"Merlin" showed an unclear smile: "Is...is that so?"

"Naturally. It is up to me to decide whether I become king or not."

She replied in a harsh tone, "But at least I want to thank you for giving me this opportunity."

As the King of the Wild Hunt said, he took two steps forward and grabbed the hilt of his sword.

Her body and Lily's almost overlapped each other, and their movements were almost the same.

Perhaps it was for this reason that she could hear Lily's small, complicated inner voice.

Reconciliation, hope, timidity, bravery, sense of responsibility.Several thoughts intertwined with each other.

...I see, that's what I thought at the time.

She couldn't help but suddenly realized.

After joining Artoria's will, soon there was only one thought left in Lily's mind.

——wanted to draw the sword.

Hey, that would be a disaster.

Arturia couldn't help reminding herself.

"That doesn't matter. No matter what happens in the future, even if what awaits ahead is inescapable, lonely shattering."

Even if the road ahead is difficult.

It's the same even if you know the future shattered scene now.

"...at least, a lot of people are laughing. So..."

Lily paused slightly, muttering to herself in a low voice.

Arturia felt the power coming from her body in a daze.

In Lily's young heart, there is a passion and hope that she has long forgotten.

...Yes, I clearly knew the ending from the beginning.

But even so, at that time, I still chose to draw the sword in the stone and become the king.