[FGO] King and Queen

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Arturia was not hurt or bleeding, but Britain was already falling asleep, and King Arthur had no reason to continue living.

Now the deadline has come.

On that day, King Arthur accompanied his wife all the way from Camelot to a certain forest. They passed through many towns and villages on the way, and saw that although people are still not rich, as long as they can see a little hope, they can support each other. live with a smile.

"Would you like some water?"

"I'm not very thirsty, drink it yourself."

Guinevia took the reins of the war horse from her husband, and the king behind her didn't take out the water bag. She just wrapped her arms around the queen's waist and quietly leaned on his wife's thin back.

I really miss Guinivia...

Artoria thought so.

Wang didn't want to just leave like this. She owed her too much, and she hadn't let her truly embrace the scenery of the outside world.

I'm really unhappy.

But compared to this, Artoria didn't want Guinevia to be sad, so she had to smile.

Guinevia leaned on her husband's chest and asked softly, "Al, are you going to die?"

"……I'm very sorry."

"There is no need to apologize to me. Al has fulfilled his promise and loved me all his life."

The couple came to a certain lake and stood quietly side by side, watching the breeze blowing across the calm water, causing ripples.

"Do you really want to throw the holy sword into the lake?"

"Yes."

Guinevia took a long, deep breath, tried her best to get rid of the heat in her pupils, and kept her voice steady:

"Let me go, Al."

"No, I'll go."

The Cavaliers have already made up their minds.

How could this lady go through such a thing as killing her husband's life with her own hands?

This was too cruel for her.

In this life, Guinevia has hardly lived for herself. She always looks at her husband and never sees anything else in her eyes.

"Everything that started with me shall end with me."

Guinevia grabbed her wrist and looked directly at her earnestly, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

The eyes of the husband and wife collided, Artoria's eyes were extremely soft, and all the love and hope were condensed in the clear pupils.

"Let's stop here, Guinevia, I've worked hard for you all this time." Wang's voice was extremely gentle, full of warmth and peace. "I still feel that it is the greatest misfortune in my life that you met me, but that is the luck of my life."

Hearing these words, the sadness suddenly melted away from her eyes and melted into the rippling sea surface, and a happy smile appeared on Guinevia's face.

"You still can't speak like this, what stupid things are you talking about, my great and stupid king, I am your wife."

"Meeting you is the thing I'm most proud of." The queen said, and slowly let go of her hand, "It's great to meet you."

The dream was not stupid, the journey was beautiful, full of glorious faith--it was already a feat worthy of puffing out your chest, smiling proudly, and boasting.

Guinivia's wish has been fulfilled. She and her husband have really been together for the rest of their lives, chasing their ideals and creating glory together, ushering in a time without regrets.

Arturia's steps were steady, she stepped onto the water, her hands holding the holy sword did not tremble in the slightest.

A hand quietly stretched out from the water, it took the holy sword, and after spinning three times in mid-air, it slowly sank to the bottom of the water together with it, silently and extremely solemnly.

Guinevia stared at Wang Yuanqu's back, watching that she was about to walk out of her own life.

"Gui Ni, you stay here, stay here and talk to me."

"……it is good."

Artoria walked across the water, a soft smile appeared on her innocent face, and the awe-inspiring girl walked to an old tree on the lakeshore with her wife on her arm, savoring her final moments.

"Guinie?"

"Well, I'm here."

Wang's eyes were too focused, and there was a faint smile in her voice: "I want to kiss you, is it okay?"

"You really..."

Guinevia grabbed her husband's raised hand, put it on her cheek, and gently rubbed it gently, her smile was pure and bright.

This is the last farewell, and there is no need to say anything.

The queen gently held the king's soft lips, exchanged a sad and lingering kiss with the other party, and said vaguely: "Here, please forgive your willfulness."

"Guinevia, promise me to live well."

Arturia placed an extremely gentle kiss on his wife's forehead, full of blessings and cherishment, with pity and love.

She gently stroked his wife's soft cheeks. The emerald lake that once reflected the brightest brilliance in the world has lost its luster.

Warm breath sprayed on the neck, and Guinevia tried to open her eyes wide to prevent the tears that gradually gathered from falling down.

"My dear king, you have really given me a problem."

"promise me."

"I always have nothing to do with your stubbornness. You are so cunning, you left me alone..." The queen tried her best to keep her hoarse voice steady, blocking all the choking in her throat mouth. "However, forgive you, I promise you, I will live a good life, live strong, together with my king."

Guinevia will always watch this world, this country guarded by someone desperately, until she turns gray and is embraced by death.

It's great to be human, to meet her, to be with her for a lifetime.

Gentle and warm ripples appeared in the heart, diluting those heavy pains, so that the husband and wife could say goodbye with a peaceful smile.

This is enough without ushering in too sad a story.

The temperature seemed to dissipate the coldness in Arturia's body, and her voice became lighter.

"Really, you must fulfill your king's order, so, then...really..."

Wang fell into a coma.

The knight who never had the chance to grow up, and died as a girl, leaned on his wife's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

There must be a chance to meet again, Artoria is looking forward to it.

King Arthur, who had been a soldier all his life, stopped breathing, the red dragon of Great Britain closed his eyes peacefully, and the victorious king fell into a long sleep.

The sky is burning with a grand scene, and the brilliance of the setting sun is lazy and ambiguous, covering the world with a thin warm color.

The queen watched the fallen leaves slowly fall from the branches and slowly swayed into her raised palm. She lowered her head, gently kissed the lonely leaf, and put it into her husband's palm.

Guinevia hugged her king, stroking her soft and gorgeous blond hair, and her peacefully sleeping face, hot tears fell uncontrollably from her eyes, but only a distant peace remained in her heart.

"Arturia Pendragon, my lord."

The Queen of Great Britain gazed at the green scenery, saw the clear and beautiful sky, and said softly, "Good night."

Farewell, King of Knights.

Your dreams will be filled with incomparable praises, countless glories, supreme brilliance, and gorgeous movements.

"I am with you."

The brilliance is here, and the glory is always there.

Chapter 30

King Arthur died, and all hatred disappeared with her away. This was indeed the end that the witch had been waiting for for a long time.