I, Who Saved Xingyue, Became the Master of Xingyue

There are many words to refute, but every time he speaks, the scene he once witnessed in Cam Ranh Bay will appear before him.

The corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed into rivers.There lay her courtiers, her friends, and her relatives.

She knew the prophecy the moment she drew the sword from the rock.She knew it meant shattering, and she had already made up her mind.

but why……

When she saw this tragic scene with her own eyes, she was so surprised that she felt that she could do nothing but pray.

There are also magicians who have predicted that subversion is almost impossible.But she still thought, if a miracle could really happen...

A dangerous thought took over Artoria's mind.

If you don't protect Britain as your savior.But if he ravaged England as an overlord——

Troubled times are only made more chaotic by the scourge of war.First of all, this is not the king's road she pursues.And no matter what angle she stood at, the one named Artoria would not choose this option.

But if he really did that, which would be more tragic than the Battle of the Sword...

"Cut, it's really boring..." Tianyang said so suddenly, attracting the targets of Gilgamesh and Iskandar, "As a king, is your speech only to this extent? Comment on the kingly way, stop joking !The historical conditions are different, the times are different, and even the surrounding environment is completely different. Don’t you think it’s a little ridiculous that such completely different kings comment on each other’s kingly ways? The kingly way between kings itself is not There is a principle of coexistence, otherwise why would there be division in this world?"

"Well, what SA-VER said is not unreasonable, but I still can't agree with Saber's wish!"

Iskandar admitted Tianyang's words, but he still couldn't agree with Artoria's wish.

"Well, I just can't agree..." Tianyang shrugged and said lightly.

"SA-VER, you too..." Artoria's eyes flickered with sadness.

"Saber, although it's not good to say this as an ally, I have to tell the truth, your wish is absolutely irresponsible to the Knights of the Round Table under your command! Have you ever thought about their thoughts, they followed you, and have you ever regretted it? !? Even Tristan, who took the wrong medicine and only knows sadness all day long, is now regretting what he said!"

Having said that, Tianyang waved his right hand slightly, and suddenly, a voice familiar to Arturia resounded in the surrounding space.

"Master, did you say something you hate... umm... I really hate talking without thinking...! For example, leaving a sentence that doesn't understand people's hearts when leaving..."

"Mr. Tristan..." The voice stopped here, and Arturia's face showed a trace of sadness.

"Is there something you agree with? To this day, I have never forgotten my loyalty to the King of Knights who dedicated this sword."

"Gao Wenqing..." Arturia suddenly didn't know what to say.

"There is also Mordred, the guy you consider rebellious. Merlin paid special attention to her, and observed the Holy Grail War she participated in in later generations, and intervened once in order to let her understand her heart. Take a look."

Having said that, Tianyang held his right hand again for a while, and directly extracted the final scene of the Holy Grail War that Mordred participated in from the source.

Semiramis stood in front of Mordred, who had been poisoned and had blood on his face, and said with a strange smile.

"Cut your Master, Saber, after all, it's just a temporary familiar, and there's no need to share it to your heart's content in the face of death. Become my knight and realize your wish."

"Who is that woman? She gives me the feeling of a princess." Arturia asked, frowning.

Tianyang couldn't help laughing for a while, this guy feels the same as Mordred.

"Semiramis, Empress of Assyria!"

"Well, he's also a king." Iskandar and the others are already used to Tianyang's endless methods.

"My wish..." Mordred muttered to himself, "What is my wish..."

Having said that, the picture in front of him began to change, and Tianyang explained.

"The next step is Merlin's tricks."

The bird spread its wings and flew in the air, bringing "her" to another place.

I have dreamed about countless times.

She stood in front of a solid rock, and beside her stood a magician who did not know whether he was young or old.

There was a sword in the rock, and the magician declared to the knights of the land:

"Whoever pulls out this sword will become king."

Brave people, people with absolute confidence in their own strength, and famous knights all came to challenge to draw their swords, but they all gave up because they couldn't pull them out at all.

"These stupid fellows"—she chuckled to herself.

This sword is the weapon used to choose the king, and only the chosen one who can save the country can draw it.You guys want to pull it out just by brute force, no matter how naive you are, there should be a limit.

So, when no one cared about the sword anymore, she stood in front of the sword.

However, unlike before, she walked up to the sword, hesitated for a while, and then slowly withdrew her hand.

"Oh, can't you pull it out?"

The magician asked with a smile.

At this moment, Artoria slowly came out from behind the magician and came to the front of the sword.

She gave up her position in a daze.

"Before pulling that out, it's better to think about it..."

That's right, if you pick up that sword, the worst will happen.

"Although you picked it up, in the end, you will no longer be human."

"No, there were a lot of smiles, and I don't think it must be a mistake."

Saying so, Artoria stepped forward slowly, and pulled out the sword in the stone very firmly.

Comrade Xiao Mo couldn't help but blush when he watched this scene.

"So, what are you going to do?" The magician's voice sounded in Xiao Mo's ear.

The scene turned back to the previous battle, and a smile suddenly appeared on Mordred's face.

"Really? So it's that simple..."

Semiramis was startled for a moment, and quickly backed away.

"My wish is not to become a king. I just want to comfort my father's loneliness. That person has never smiled or shed tears. I have always believed that as long as I become a king, that person will not have to suffer. , to me, as long as that person can regain what he left behind, that's enough!"

The picture disappeared at this point, but another picture suddenly appeared. It was the scene where Matthew, Da Vinci, Fujimaru Tachika and Bedivere were confronting the Lion King in front of the lion king's jade throne.

"This is also the scene recorded by Merlin, in another world line, another possibility, the world line where Bedivere did not return the holy sword until the third time, Artoria, take a good look at Bedivere Be loyal to you, think about your wishes again, are you worthy of them?"

Arturia remained silent, just watching quietly, and Iskandar and Gilgamesh also watched this scene.

Iskandar is holding the observation of other Heroic Spirits, as for Gilgamesh, he is just watching the show.

However, when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but have a dignified face. Even on this side of the screen, he felt heavy pressure.

The Lion King looked at Bedivere with a solemn expression, "Who are you? It looks like a knight too."

"You don't know him, he is your knight!" Li Xiang asked with a face full of astonishment.

The Lion King shook his head and said with certainty, "What? I don't know this knight!"

"I think so too..." Bedivere was not surprised by the Lion King's answer, and put his left hand on the prosthetic limb, and said solemnly, "But after seeing this, your memory should be clearer Bar."

As he spoke, Bedivere endured the pain from his soul and shouted loudly, "Grip his sword tightly, his silver arm, cut off the light of punishment now!"

This time, the holy sword in Bedivere's hand was shining brightly, and the Lion King's treasure was unexpectedly blocked back like this.

However, the Lion King was not shocked by the fact that the treasure was blocked. Instead, he said thoughtfully, "I seem to recognize the light just now..."

As soon as the words fell, as if thinking of something, the Lion King's face suddenly became a little painful, he kept his hand on his forehead, and asked through gritted teeth, "Who are you? Why is my head..."

A large number of memories impacted the lion king's mind, and under the severe pain, the lion king could no longer attack.

Seeing this scene, Bedivere did not respond, but kept his eyes on Lixiang, "Thank you all, I was able to get to this scene, thanks to your help, I express my sincere thanks for your love , and... I have concealed something from you, I know the reason why the king became like this... I knew it, but I kept silent all the time, please forgive me for this matter..."

While issuing an apology, Bedivere's body also began to collapse.

At this time, a projection suddenly appeared in the void, and Dr. Roman appeared in it, asking in an unbelievable tone.

"Wait! What's going on here? Why is it in the wrong state of operation so far, Lixiang, is your Bedivere real? The observation results are abnormal, and there is no spiritual base reaction at all. The magic circuit is also at the human level, it should be said, this is just an ordinary human! The person next to you is not a follower, but a human just like you!"

Because the news was so explosive, no one spoke up.

"How is this possible..." After a while, Li Xiang realized it and said in an unbelievable tone.

"No!" Bedivere shook his head and smiled, "The doctor's analysis is correct. I am indeed not a human being. I deceived everyone by relying on Master Merlin's magic. The same is true for this silver arm. This is..."

As if realizing something, Da Vinci stared at the opponent's prosthetic limb, "It's the sword of the vowed victory! That arm is the sword of the vowed victory!"

Only now did Da Vinci realize that the sword was the sword of the sworn victory.

The Lion King also recognized the real body of the sword, supported his forehead, and said with difficulty, "Sword of the Oath of Victory...Bedivere, I remember the name should be, could it be——you..."

"Yes, I made the worst mistake. Because I didn't want to lose the king, I made an unforgivable mistake. In the forest, I hesitated about your order. If I really return the holy sword, you will truly Die, I was afraid that this kind of thing would happen, so I couldn't return the holy sword until the third time, when I returned to the forest, you had disappeared... I knew later, because the king didn't return the holy sword, he couldn't even ask for death , the king picked up the holy spear that was left by his side, and became the king of the undead wandering in the world. In order to atone for my sins, I have been looking for you, and I have been looking for that figure that does not exist at all."

"It's impossible!" Roman said with an unbelievable face, and at the same time there was a deep sadness on his face, "If this is true, it will be 1500 years, have you been looking for King Arthur for 1500 years? It is impossible for human beings If you live for so long, the sword of vowed victory will stop the growth of the holder, but it is a matter of the body, and the spirit will not become immortal. For such a long time-only one person, one person continues your journey of redemption How can there be such a miserable thing! There must be a limit to cruelty!"

When Artoria heard this, a trace of unbearable expression appeared on her face.

Iskandar, on the other hand, was awe-inspiring, and continued his 1500-year journey of redemption for his king. This is an admirable subject.

Even Gilgamesh rarely showed a look of ridicule.

Seeing this, Rao Tianyang couldn't help but sighed, and he secretly glanced at Irisviel and the others, who seemed to be moved by this scene.

So, you have such an excellent courtier and you still say that you regret your life. Are you really worthy of those Knights of the Round Table?

Chapter 61 The King's Banquet ([-])

"I can't remember, I remember the name Bedivere, but I can't recall anything about Qing at all. Is Qing really Bedivere? Well, then go back to me and throw down that sword, that is What I no longer need, if it is my knight, follow my voice and return to my round table, Bedivere!"

"No, this will not work, Lion King, incarnation of the Holy Lance, for you, I am an enemy that should be crusaded, because you must avenge me, and—and, I prevent your duty, As a member of the Knight King's Round Table, I declare to you! I am Bedivere, the Knight of the Round Table, and as a person who does good, I am also the existence to attack you, the person who does evil!"

"—No! What are you talking about! Bedivere! You belong to me—to the man who once was me—"

The Lion King covered his head with a trace of pain on his face.

"Come on, Lixiang, please give me the last instructions, please give me the fourth chance, the holy sword is entrusted to the existence of the rightful owner through the hands of people with kind hearts-I no longer have that qualification!"

Bedivere spoke sincerely.

"If, that's your wish!" Lixiang's eyes flashed a trace of unbearable, even she couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain when she thought of the tragic things that Bedivere had experienced.

"Great, then, Your Majesty Mash, please join me, please support me who is full of shortcomings!"

"...Yes! I will fully respond to the request of the knight Bedivere! The enemy is the Lion King, the goddess Lungomeniad, let's start the final battle in this holy capital! Master!"

Facing the attacks of Bedivere, Matthew and others, Rungomigniad was repelled many times.