[FGO] King and Queen

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"Knight, this is an order."

Guinevia's lips were pale, and fine cold sweat oozed from her forehead, wet her sandalwood-like black hair.

She had to use extremely strong control to suppress the trembling of every nerve in order to maintain the superficial calm.

One after the other, the holy sword submerged in her body obeyed her thoughts and left her body.

Because the queen lost her support, she immediately knelt down on the ground. The dizziness caused by blood loss made her dizzy. She gritted her teeth and tried to support herself, but it was in vain.

"Her Royal Highness!!"

I don't know who was yelling worriedly and excitedly in my ear, but Guinevia didn't seem to hear it.

"Sorry, sorry..."

Agguiwen shed tears, dropped his sword in bewilderment, and knelt down beside her.

Lancelot could no longer take into account his existence. He carefully touched the Queen's cheek, and it seemed that only her could be seen in his eyes, "...Are you in pain? Why do you want to do this?"

As a knight serving the round table, Lancelot did have the awareness to dedicate everything to this country at first, but when did he start, even an impeccable hero, the perfect incarnation of chivalry, would have his own selfishness? ?

Guinevia could no longer control the contortion of her expression. She shed tears because of the severe pain. She lay in the knight's arms without any resistance, persistently grabbed his sleeves, and stared at the two of them. .

"I said you guys, what kind of idiots you are...you are such brilliant knights, how could you die here for such a ridiculous reason...Aggie, Guwen...you really relied on your own will , do you want...to expose the king's secret?"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness...Your Highness, I..."

"The king trusts you."

Guinevia tried her best to express her meaning: "...please, don't let her be alone..."

His Majesty the king is more gentle than anyone else, and Arturia who loves the people more than anyone else can't let her heart be buried. If the king is not understood, it is too terrible.

That is absolutely impossible.

The darkness swallowed Guinevia's consciousness, and she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"The injury is too serious, and it seems that she has been cursed... I can only temporarily stabilize her condition, but cannot save her."

In the haze, it seemed to hear someone's voice, which was unbelievably soft, with a sigh.

"Merlin...?"

Guinevia dully remembered that the king was out of the city for inspection and was about to return to Camelot. Suddenly she gained some strength, and she struggled to wake up, panting quickly.

"--Keep it from her!"

"Mei, Merlin, please... Please help me hide it from the king, you will definitely find a way, won't you?"

The court magician stared at her pale face, and shook his head wordlessly in refusal.

"Don't let her see me like this, please----" Guinevia was almost begging: "Please tell her that I couldn't stand the boring life in the palace, betrayed her, and fled privately ... You are Wang's most respected teacher, and she will definitely believe in you."

"...Sorry, Your Majesty, I can't do this."

Hearing his rejection again, Guinevia was almost desperate, "Why...?"

The queen didn't want the king to see her embarrassing appearance, even though the king had already stepped on the clouds and was far away from the world, she was still the gentle king.

Because she made up her mind to become an "ideal king" because of "the happiness of the people".

Guinevia will never forget this for eternity.

The hand that grasped Merlin's robe was released, and the queen fell into a coma again.

This is simply appalling.

Magicians think so.

It is a "miracle" existence, that the ideal king will fall into the mortal world because of this.

"She will bring disaster to you, but you must remember not to forcefully keep her."

Recalling the words he had warned the king, extremely complicated emotions appeared on the face of the Magician of Flowers, which seemed to be pity and embarrassment.

"His Royal Highness..."

Agguiwen stood stiffly by the door, the conversation with Morgan just now seemed to be ringing in his ears.

"I won't save her."

"Wouldn't it be nice if she died and King Arthur could suffer?"

"Morgan, is that throne really so important! Let's fight for it even if you hurt everyone!"

"What are you talking about, Aggavin, King Arthur has taken away my country." The charming witch said indifferently, with a weird and subtle smile on her face, "You are really me! good son."

"..."

"I will overthrow his rule."

This hatred can never be eliminated, unless the enemy dies, unless the world is destroyed.

"Agret..."

The weak call made the knight wake up suddenly, he knelt down in front of the woman's bed at a loss, and heard his almost docile voice.

"I am here, Your Majesty the Queen."

Guinevia's breathing was weak, her voice was intermittent, and she couldn't hear clearly, and her vision was gradually shrouded in mist and became blurred.

She stretched out her hand hard, and her pale fingertips touched the knight's armor, but she couldn't tell which side had the lower temperature.

"Your Highness, do you have anything to tell me? I'm listening, please rest well."

She shook her head sleepily, rejected his offer, pulled herself together, and called out the names of the knights who participated in the brawl in the courtyard one by one.

"...Lancelot, Mordred..."

"I'm dying."

"So give me your crosses, I'll just have mine."

The knights who were kneeling in front of her were shocked by this terrible fact, and raised their heads in panic, "Your Highness Queen!"

"Give it to me and back off."

Her command cannot be questioned.

"……Yes."

The knights bowed their heads stiffly, took off the cross on their bodies with trembling hands, and handed it over to the dying woman, with mournful and desolate expressions, as if they were repenting and atoneing for their sins.

Guinevia turned a blind eye to this and waited for them to return the items.

The names of the knights are engraved on the silver cross, and the coat of arms representing the supreme glory of being a knight is branded on it——that is the cross presented by the king and queen on the day they joined the round table, meaning Nature is extraordinary.

Inside the round table, everyone will have two, and Guinevia only took the one she gave herself.

"You are highly trusted knights, don't let the king down."

----She took away her trust.

This cruel fact is hard to face.

"Stand back, the queen needs quiet."

Seeing the knights staying in the royal city wanting to approach but not daring to approach, the magician spoke like this with an extremely gentle tone.

The bone-deep cold made Guinevia tremble all over. It was obvious that she had been unable to show her face in the past few years, but at the moment of death, Guinevia smiled.

"I'm such a vengeful woman."

Knights who trample on glory will eventually be abandoned by glory, I hope they will understand this truth.

But Guinevia is doomed not to see that future, and she will win eternity.