[FGO] King and Queen

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Just a little bit regretful.

Will Wang really be able to return to the world, and will the world really come into her eyes again?

With such doubts in her arms, she possesses the purity of a goddess, exuding the pure brilliance of a goblin, such a woman lay quietly in her husband's arms, slowly closed her eyes, and quietly stopped breathing. .

"I'm just a very mediocre human being, I don't deserve your sorrow, Arturia." Guinevia finally whispered: "...I want to bask in the sun."

"But you are different." She repeated in vain. "You are different, Guinevia."

In this cloudy and rainy weather, Guinevia died in her arms, peacefully.

"Please open your eyes and look at me, please..."

Arturia watched her leave helplessly, howling heart-piercingly, and wailing tragically.

The ideal and perfect king, the king who doesn't understand people's hearts, finally fell into the mortal world completely.

Someone used her death to bring the king back to the world.

King Arthur kissed her lips awkwardly and unfamiliarly, pecking at his wife's cold lips.

"You must be in pain."

Huge pain pierced through the king's heart. Artoria closed her eyes in pain, with a mournful expression, and an indistinct sob from her throat. Her tears slid down her cheeks and hit her wife's body, splashing out transparent splashes.

It shouldn't be like this, she thought, it's wrong.

Guinevia should have the best happiness than anyone else. She is so gentle and lovely. She sacrificed everything to come to Wang's side, watch her, support her, and only Wang's figure is left in her eyes.

Yeah, why didn't I realize it sooner?

In Guinivia's life, only Artoria is left.

She cared so much about Wang that she even forgot herself.

King Arthur made a big mistake.

Wang paid a terrible price for his self-righteousness.

Her wife was finally abandoned by all and embraced by death.

King Arthur woke up from a light sleep again, and found that it was already bright outside.

"Why didn't you wake me up, Guinevia?"

"I want you to rest a little longer."

There seemed to be a response sound in my ears, but after listening carefully, I found that it was light and floating, as if it was playing in my mind.

Wang raised his head and found that his wife was sitting by the window smiling at him, her figure was gradually dispersed by the sunlight, and it seemed illusory to play a song of mourning.

There was a slight pain in her heart, and Artoria remembered in a daze: "Yes, Guinevia... is, gone..."

At this moment, it seems to be forgotten by the world, and a huge loneliness envelopes Wang.

It turns out that God also likes to joke with people like this. He took away the happiest time of Wang as a human being.

Artoria picked up the little lion lying on the bed, gently stroked its soft belly, and felt the remaining breath of his wife.

She could almost imagine how a certain queen sewed it with her own hands, with a happy mood and a gentle smile.

There was a heart-piercing pain in her chest, and Artoria looked back, only to feel that there was someone everywhere in the palace, all traces of her existence.

They have personally planted saplings in the courtyard, snuggled up in the corridor to keep warm, laughed together by the pond, danced among the crowd, and ran freely in the fields.

They watched the sunrise together and watched the sunset together.

What a wonderful time it was.

But it was such a past that was buried by her own hands.

"It's my fault, O king, please... downgrade the punishment, please..."

King Arthur stared at the knight kneeling before him, unable to say words of forgiveness, and unable to punish him.

That's weird.

A king who doesn't understand people's hearts should be able to weigh the pros and cons ruthlessly, crush the sinner mercilessly, or forgive the innocent----

But, but----

Artoria couldn't do it.

She couldn't forgive him, but she couldn't hate him either.

"Let's go." Finally, Wang said in a tired tone, very calmly: "I can't face you calmly."

The winter of that year was extremely cold. The glorious knight reprimanded the king for his innocence and made irreproachable remarks. The queen left in an extremely tragic way. People around the king kept leaving. The conspiracy began to explode, and Mordred, the son of the witch and the son of the taboo -- the rebellious knight finally raised the flag of rebellion and challenged the supremacy of the throne.

But what did King Arthur do wrong?

Maybe her only mistake was not being able to look at the world, after all, this is no longer their era.

Witnessing the moment of the withering of the glorious man, even the soul that has experienced many battles can't help but tremble, so Artoria has been waiting for the goodbye with the miracle.

The story of King Arthur finally came to an end.

Ahhh, yes, this is how it happened, she finally remembered——

How can such a life be so easily forgotten?

"Put your chest up, Bedivere."

The Lion King said: "---You, indeed, have fulfilled your king's order."

"Thank you for your understanding."

The 500-year journey was finally able to be completely completed, and the Silver Knight, who was burdened with a big mistake because of "loyalty", ushered in the king's forgiveness, and he was finally able to die.

"I must also thank you, loyal knight, you...brought her back to me again."

"...Really." Bedivere showed a gentle smile, his figure was gradually disappearing, looking at the noble and holy king, he was happy from the bottom of his heart, "His Royal Highness will definitely hear you say this." very happy."

The king returned to the jade throne.

"Aggie Wen, I remembered something." The Lion King said calmly, the original eternity in her pupils, the immortal glory, the penetrating holy spring, which does not belong to the world at all. "You should remember Guinevia."

"……Yes."

The Lion King nodded, and didn't seem to expect any response. She said softly to herself, "Only I have forgotten her."

The knight's voice was extremely dry: "That's not your fault, king."

"I know."

Of course she knew, but she still regretted it.

The 500 years of wandering around the world as an undead was too long. The human part of her body was slowly peeled off and eroded, and she gradually forgot her feelings. Together with the unforgettable longing and love, she was completely torn apart broken.

King Arthur tried to awaken "miracles".

That dream wasn't stupid, Arturia had indeed created endless great achievements, and established feats unimaginable by ordinary people.

She finally obtained the Holy Grail by virtue of her own will, but rejected the Holy Grail.

The past can never come back, the dead... Ah, of course, the dead, of course, cannot return to her.

With delusions in her arms, she kept struggling.

However, it wasn't until she held the Holy Grail that she finally understood that.

"Miracle" does not exist.

Wanting to restart the country and resurrect the dead is a "miracle" that cannot be achieved.

Even if it subverts human reason and destroys the world, there is no possibility at all.

It would be great if I could realize it earlier, before I was alive, it would be great if I could lower my head, it would be great if I could look into the world, if I could return to the queen's side---

The king who was fooled by the world finally despaired completely.