[FGO] King and Queen

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Lily looked at the other "self" who went to besiege King Arthur as a group, and was suddenly full of worries, "Is this really okay?"

"It's nothing bad." Altria Alter's tone was extremely calm and indifferent. "You stay here."

A pitch-black holy sword condensed in her hand.

----Rising from the tip of the sword, a jet-black light glowed.

Obviously it represents the ominous black color, but it possesses an admirable magnificence.

Fujimaru Tachika had a cold and numb face: All right, as long as you are happy.Show affection every day, and don't get tired of it.There is no warmth or love in this world, only Matthew and the doctor are real little angels.

Artoria: Wait?????!!!!!!

Looking at those familiar faces, the shock in her heart was beyond words, and even the hand that swung the sword became inexplicably dull.

What, what's the situation!?

Guinevia was still fanning the flames on the other side, and said nonchalantly: "Please be merciful, I want to capture the king alive."

As soon as this remark came out, King Arthur immediately responded.

"Holy Lance, pull out the anchor."

"Accept -"

"Guinevia, I am your strongest sword!"

Facing the intensive attacks, Artoria was almost overwhelmed, but there was anger in her chest that she didn't understand.

Because Guinivia's attitude became a little bit tougher, she didn't even look at her, and only knew to cheer for the group of fakes.

----But to say it is a counterfeit is actually a bit too arrogant.

Because of those holy swords and holy spears, Artoria is very familiar with them.

"???"

In fact, it wasn't just Arturia who was dumbfounded, Gilles de Rais also fell into chaos, and he even grabbed his hair tightly.Because he suddenly couldn't aim at his holy girl among so many blond girls.

The man's eyes widened, and he bent over in a very exaggerated manner to get closer to the crystal ball, looking for the light in his heart inch by inch.

"My, my holy girl..."

A woman's figure appeared in his vision.

You can't be wrong, that shining pure white soul, with firm pupils as if soaked in starlight, no matter when, no matter where, even if you are in a dangerous situation, you will never retreat!

She sacrificed, dedicated, and abandoned herself, so the posture at the center of the battle is so pure and flawless, like beautiful and transparent flower petals, shining with crystal clear luster.

Under the banner of the girl, the hopes of too many people are condensed, and she bears countless longings about the future.

That soul is bright and dazzling, with a brilliance like a diamond.

She must be Joan of Arc!

Guinevia suddenly felt chilly, was it an illusion? She gathered up her coat and looked at the farce in front of her, feeling a little puzzled.

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Chapter 46

The sea breeze with the smell of tide water hummed, revealing the bone-chilling cold.

Artoria, who was surrounded by a crowd, was very surprised. The faces in front of her were too familiar—and the degree of similarity could no longer be classified as familiar.

Because these people look exactly like her!!

The girl with awe-inspiring temperament was in the center of the melee, trying very seriously to break through the opponent's attack. The holy sword in her hand was surrounded by amazing sword energy, and she fought with determination that would never admit defeat.

"Damn it! Hurry up and admit defeat!!" The mysterious heroine rushing to the front? Feeling very uncomfortable, she is trying to control her instincts and prevent herself from attacking the opponent's vitals. "It's just a wild saber! How dare you let Guinevia treat you----"

After all, to capture her alive instead of killing her, the difficulty is simply not the same.

"Who the hell are you!?"

Artoria was secretly startled, she would never admit to the aura conveyed by those holy swords.

"This kind of thing, wait until you lose to think about it."

The person in front of them is different, and they all know this fact.

Only when she saw her, Guinevia would show a special expression, which was different, and made people feel a little bit concerned-no, it was just super uncomfortable.

Every attack by the two sides was accompanied by flying sand and rocks, causing huge damage to the surrounding environment. This was not malicious damage, but just the impact of the aftermath of the battle.

"----!"

Although she still doesn't quite understand what's going on, the king's dignity cannot be desecrated by anyone, and she must talk to Guinevia.

The moment Artoria removed the Wind King's enchantment, the strong gale blast formed by the compressed magic power was immediately released, and as a one-off long-range weapon, it roared and swept towards the enemy at an extremely fast speed.

Her master in this world is Irisviel who is the Lesser Holy Grail. This woman who summoned the heroic spirit of the seat of the strongest sword seems to be a little anxious because her servant is trapped in the enemy circle.

Guinevia took the initiative, she bypassed the center of the melee, and easily walked in front of Irisviel.

"saber!"

The most perfect android of the Einzbern family suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes full of vigilance and doubts.

Although the group of people on the opposite side is super strange, the woman in front of her seems to be related to her servants.

"You don't need to panic." Guinevia had no intention of attacking her at all, but instead expressed her kindness to the greatest extent. She smiled and asked, "I wonder if I'm lucky enough to know your name?"

"...Irisviel."

"Okay, then Ellie, that's what I'll call you."

The woman with unparalleled complexion looked at her very seriously, a soft halo flashed in her pupils, and a smile curved slightly on the corners of her lips.

It's just a name, of course Irisviel has no objection to this, she looked at the heroic spirits who had finished the battle, and noticed that the contract with Saber conveyed the message that her life was not in danger, so she let go of her heart , but asked curiously and hesitantly: "Are you and Saber old acquaintances?"

Guinevia nodded, turned her head and asked, "My great king, can you be quiet and listen to me now?"

"... Guinevia."

Artoria felt a little wronged, she was super innocent, it was those guys who started the war first, why...

If the heart cannot be conveyed, no matter how deep the bond is, it will be in vain.

Seeing the gloomy expression on which her dull hair was about to droop, Guinevia's attitude had softened so much that it couldn't be softened any more, so she showed a bright smile.

"I sincerely invite you, and this lovely master, to join our camp together."

On such a wonderful and weird occasion, the person who intervened somehow became Guinevia.

She didn't mean to explain anything, she was simply sending out an invitation--yes, the kind of persuasion by force.

"Guinee, are you angry?"

"No."

The Queen of Britain stood in front of the king, with a light tone, "I just reached a consensus with my members."

"This is excessive."

"It's not too much for you, Sese."

This title appeared again, so Artoria quickly shut up.

"I promise you as the master, I can seek cooperation."

The servants on the opposite side are obviously servants. Although they don't know the origin of Guinevia and the girl who has been watching this side, and even summoned so many servants abnormally, Irisviel knows that with her own It is very likely that they will not be able to defeat them.

"It's great that you are a reasonable master." Guinevia sighed when she saw her husband staring closely at her little eyes, and stretched out her arms helplessly: "Why don't you give me a long-lost reunion hug? my king."