[FGO] King and Queen

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"Although I don't want to see that future, but if that day does come, I will not be afraid."

"...What should I do, Guinevia?"

Artoria tasted his wife's bitter tears, and she tenderly licked the tears rolling down Guinevia's cheeks, kissing away her anxiety and pain piously and affectionately.

"I made you cry again."

"It's not your fault, please don't worry about it." Guinevia's eyes were red, and the tears flowed more and more fiercely. The queen couldn't accept that her husband was carrying such a burden. How far was she going to be fooled by the world in her life?

"I just hate myself for being powerless, nothing can help you, so I-"

"Look at me, Guinevia."

Every time King Arthur started calling the Queen by her full name, rather than her short name, it meant she was serious at the moment.

Artoria pinched his wife's chin, forcefully forcing her to look at him.

"Your self-deprecation stems from my incompetence—do you want to hear me say that?"

"…Sorry, I got into a misunderstanding again."

Just as the king does not want to see the queen blame himself, the queen also does not want to witness this scene.

"It's okay for that kind of thing. I'm glad that Gui Ni loves me so much, but you must not let it become your everything. Your world should be wider." Arturia forced herself to say such words, her With an unusually solemn expression: "Promise me."

"I can not do it."

"you----"

Seeing her husband's pupils burning with fire, Guinevia asked back without fear.

"Can you do it?"

Guinevia glared at her, and finally couldn't help laughing when she saw that she was speechless.

The two people who are in love clearly regard each other as more important than themselves, but they are still not satisfied with the status quo, and worry about how to make the other party pay more attention to herself almost every day.

Such a tacit understanding can only make people dumbfounded.

"Your Highness, I have always been helpless with your stubbornness."

"It is my honor, my lord."

Guinevia leaned forward and kissed the king's cheek, smiling with those green eyes with gentle ripples, almost making people lose their minds.

An almost raging love swelled in her chest, which made Arturia couldn't help but plundered her everything and captured her defense line.

The wife arched her back under her, sobbing softly, her fair cheeks were stained with crimson, and the azure pupils were faintly moist with water, almost reflecting the entire Milky Way.

This picture is so beautiful that one almost drowns in the moving scene.

The burning pupils in the piercing eyes were no longer clear, the noble knight king longed for everything from his wife, and his desire to possess someone was so strong that her actions were like a wild beast marking a territory.

This is the arrogance that belongs to the king, extremely secretive and powerful, hidden deep in the body, surging the whole heart.

Arturia never wanted to let go, she liked the way her wife only saw her in her eyes, and she liked the way the other was occupied by her.

"I love you, my king."

"I love you too, my queen."

An extremely pleasant sense of satisfaction rose from the depths of his heart. King Arthur selfishly and willfully imprisoned his wife's soul, and eventually became a cage that bound her freedom.

What an absurd and arrogant thing this is...

"I would like to be your sword and fight for you."

Chapter 23

The goblins are withdrawing from this land, and the mysterious shrinkage is getting faster and faster. Aggregation says that if Britain loses its mystery and regains its prosperity, it must obtain a matching "miracle"----it is called "Holy Grail".

"There's no need to go after it."

Artoria told his wife, "That would be a waste of money."

"Who made us poor." Guinevia laughed while lighting the candle, "This is really true... Al is becoming more and more like a miser now."

"After all, it's too far away. If you want to wait for the Holy Grail to come, who knows whether Great Britain will be able to support it until then. Moreover, the Holy Grail still belongs to the 'mysterious' side----this is tantamount to opportunism."

Facing his wife's teasing, Artoria remained calm.

The noble and holy king has fallen into the world. Now that he has decided not to follow that lonely path, but is pulled back by his wife and determined to protect the human body, King Arthur's thoughts change quickly.

She went to the center of the crowd, initially understood the needs of the people, and worked hard on this basis.

To make the country better, to make everyone laugh again.

Go after your ideals, work hard, don't stop, and always support each other.

"Anyway, just keep an eye on your eyes."

"You are right, as long as these hands are still there, there will be things that can be done."

No matter what it is, there is no reason to get something for nothing.

If you want to get something, you must pay a price.

King Arthur has begun to decentralize power. She can no longer rely on her imperfect self to support the country and continue to shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving the motherland on her own. She handed over the frontline that temporarily ended the war to the brave knights, and she started Sit in the rear and look around for merchants and methods for future development.

The land is barren, the lakes are shrinking, the resources are scarce, and the mountains, forests and wasteland cannot be developed.

The resources in this island are really limited, and even the waters are not particularly rich. What's more, the existing ships in Britain are not suitable for large-scale navigation.

King Arthur began to use all means to make his people live and work in peace, make the country rich, and live a stable life.

She began to become more and more pragmatic, and in the eyes of others, she became more and more "humane". However, as time went by, Wang gradually felt that she was unable to do what she wanted, so she began to use "human" governance" people".

If one person cannot save the country, it can only be combined with the strength of the masses.

This is also a matter of course, there is not much time for King Arthur to fight against the world, she is doomed to die, and Great Britain is also doomed to sleep.

But that's okay, Artoria thought.

She will definitely find a way to keep the people alive.

They are strong and independent, brave and unyielding. It is precisely because they can only rely on their own hands that they will do everything possible to survive.

Seeing such a king, infected by that effort, the knights were gradually diverted and turned their attention to the interior of the country.

Wanting to live a better life is an instinctive desire and demand of human beings.

"That... Lord Mordred?"

Guinevia called to the knight who was passing by her, and showed the heavy objects piled up in her hands: "Can I ask you to help me?"

Hearing the queen's call, the figure of the silver knight, who had covered his true face with his helmet, paused and stopped.

Mordred seemed to be hesitating for a few seconds, or maybe he was observing something, and turned his attention to the queen, but in the end the knight just walked over without saying a word, and took all the books over stiffly.

Guinevia was a little confused.

She originally just wanted the other party to move half of it.

However, she would not refuse the knight's kindness without authorization. The queen looked at the knight with a smile in her eyes.

"I'm sorry to take up your time and trouble you."

This woman named Guinevia was always like this, gentle and bright, watching everyone equally, including Mordred.