Ambition of the King of Knights

Under the pitch-black sky is the same dark and reddish grassland. What should flow in the clear and transparent stream is not the source of life that everyone can suck, but blood-red viscous liquid, which should be left to the fish. Inside the people flowing, there are also wailing, painful and distorted faces, filled with a decadent atmosphere.

click, click, click...

With the sound of crisp footsteps, a woman who is enough to make all men go crazy walked up. Her long hair was as smooth and attractive as a waterfall, and her eyes were full of charming and seductive purple pupils. The snow-white and smooth skin, the waist that can't be grasped, and the charming posture all make people unable to resist the desire to protect her. However, anyone who sees her will involuntarily look away—to be able to look at her in such a weird way. How can someone who is still calm and composed under the situation be an ordinary person?

Here, no creature is too stupid to survive.

The woman's hands carefully held an ordinary-looking mirror, as if it was some kind of rare treasure. She didn't pay any attention to the wailing faces in the river of blood, and ignored the little bugs that hurriedly slipped away. , but crossed the river with a little eagerness, and walked towards a simple and mysterious gate tens of meters high.

She entered the door without hesitation, but there was only one door, the distance between heaven and hell, the world seemed to have changed, white clouds floated in the blue sky, green grass was full of blooming flowers. There are flowers all over the mountains and a faint fragrance in the air, and an extremely handsome man is taking a nap inside.

"Master Hades, the person Lord Norns wants has been found."

"You're doing well, Pandora."

The man opened his eyes, his emerald green pupils were icy cold, without any emotion, but the woman called Pandora was obviously used to this, or in other words, it was not in vain to get a compliment from Lord Hades. Phaistos made the mirror, and searched so hard for so long.

The ordinary mirror in her hand is as inconspicuous as its forger, but it is actually a good artifact. At this moment, the original gray mirror suddenly emits a soft white light, and the vivid picture is displayed in front of the master. It was shown at the request - a blond young man with blue eyes was reflected in it, he was wearing a silver-blue armor, holding a knight sword so gorgeous that it was suspected to be an ornament, even though his body was stained with blood , but the resolute and gentle smile on that face makes people feel holy.

"Is that him?"

Hades looked at the blue eyes of the young man in the mirror, although they were the same color as his, but the aura was completely opposite. They were eyes full of hope and vitality, compared to his green eyes like stagnant water, more attractive.

"Yes, Lord Hades." Pandora knelt on the ground respectfully, holding the mirror in both hands and said, "He is Arthur Pendragon, and he is also the only one in the world line observed by Lord Norns who has broken himself. The existence of the fate line, he is called the most perfect holy king by the people of Britain - under his leadership, Great Britain has escaped from the original destiny of destruction, and there are even signs of eternal life."

"Well done, Pandora, it's him."

"Eh? But, but..." Pandora looked up, with a look of obvious surprise on her face, and then she immediately lowered her head and controlled her expression, "It's not that I doubt your order, Lord Hades, but this person... How do you think it doesn't match the attributes of our Hades..."

It must be said that this kind of guy who exudes a bright atmosphere has always been loved by Athena and Apollo.

Of course, if it was to create obstacles for the group of gods of the light system, Pandora felt that it was meaningful. After all, it would be disgusting to those guys if such a piece of beautiful jade was robbed by her beforehand, but Lord Hades was never so boring.

If this person is chosen, then even if Lord Hades bestows the divine power of darkness, it may not be very compatible. Wouldn't that be a waste of the quota for Hades this time?It is not cost-effective to harm one's own interests just to disgust the Gods of Light, not to mention that their underworld has always been short of people, so it is really unreasonable.

"It's him."

"Yes."

No matter how confused and unwilling Pandora is when the big boss at the head speaks, she will obey the order. Hades can be said to be the highest leader in the underworld besides Si and other first-generation gods. She also knew that the King of Knights was very capable, but they were not compatible!

"Don't worry, his time is running out." Hades was completely unaware of the inner complaints of his subordinates, but said indifferently, "When he arrives, bring him to see me."

"Yes."

"You can leave."

"..."

Pandora quietly left the Elysee Paradise known as the paradise of the underworld. The mirror in her hand still reflected the figure of the Knight King.

Well, as a human being who can break away from the fate of the goddess of fate, it is indeed quite special, but His Majesty has never cared about this kind of thing... Maybe it is because of her fancy, right?

The corners of Pandora's mouth curled up slightly, obviously amused by her own thoughts, this is simply impossible, because all the gods know that Hades is so cold-hearted, the only time he lost control was when he got Cupid's love gold. Arrow, and the Empress Dowager who was snatched back fell out of favor the moment the magic power of the Golden Arrow disappeared.

"However, he's such a handsome little guy... Well, for the sake of another handsome guy coming to the underworld, I'd better treat you, the unlucky guy, better then."

In the mirror, Wang, who was joking with his own knight, suddenly felt a chill behind his back, feeling a bad premonition spontaneously.

"What's wrong, king? Did you get hurt just now?" The knight looked at his king with concern in his sea blue eyes. Thanks to the king's attack just now, the damage to the knights was not too big. He was naturally worried about this. This trick will be a burden on the body.

"No, not really, it's just a little tired, don't worry about it."

"But……"

"Don't worry, Lancelot, you are just too worried. I'll go back to the tent to rest, and I'll go back to the banquet later. Have fun."

"Yes."

The young man known as the king looked around suspiciously. Just now he had a super-intuitive reminder that someone was peeping, but when he actually went to investigate carefully, there was nothing. Maybe he was too tired recently.

Curry sticks are really a bit heavy on the body. Fortunately, the surrounding small countries have basically been subdued by me, and it is almost...

In this world, there is probably only one family that would call the holy and glorious "Excalibur" with everyone's belief in victory as a curry stick—only the King of Knights would be so defiant, after all, he is not the original Al Toria.

That's right, this knight king who seems perfect to others and is called the "Holy King" by the people is actually just a counterfeit, and the reason for the so-called "escape from the goddess of fate" track is so miraculous. That's why, as a traveler who already knows the fate line and knows how to avoid tragedy, plus his natural luck, if he can't change the tragedy, then it is abnormal.

Arthur Pendragon returned to his tent, lay down on the floor and rolled a few times in an imageless manner, and then lay on it motionless as if tired and paralyzed, and began to think about his journey through time.

In the beginning, he was just an ordinary lazy house. Who knew that when he admired the heroic appearance of the king for the nth time, his eyes went through a black moment, and he also saw the scene of Goddess Saber making a wish on a big golden cup——she hoped to change Great Britain was destined to perish, and he hoped for a qualified king to lead the country... When he opened his eyes again, he had become the five-year-old Arthur Pendragon.

To be honest, it's not easy to be a king or anything, I'm exhausted—of course, it's even more painful if I have to act while being tired, making people think that I am serious and enjoying it.

In fact, he is really a very lazy and nerdy existence. He can persist until now entirely because of his deep love for Saber, and his obsession with wanting to complete the goddess. The reason for others is in it, so that he has almost accomplished everything a qualified knight can do-humility, integrity, mercy, valor, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul!

In the face of a strong enemy, fearless, courageous and loyal, worthy of God, loyal and upright, would rather die than surrender, protect the weak, it is not against the law of nature.

It's not that Arthur is so perfectionistic, but that he really doesn't know how to be a king, and he can only demand himself according to the most stringent standards, so that he has been praised by the whole house——

I swear to be kind to the weak

I swear to fight bravely

I swear to fight everything wrong

I swear to fight for the defenseless

I swear to help anyone who asks me for help

I swear not to hurt any women

I swear to help my brother knight

I swear to treat my friends in good faith

I swear I will never change my love to death

He has indeed achieved all of the above, because he does not regard this as life, but as a rule that must be followed. Fortunately, he can recall the heroic appearance of our king in the mirror to motivate himself, otherwise he may not be able to persist. Come down, and after a long time, sometimes he himself has to forget the fact that he is a counterfeit.

"Well, it doesn't look like it will last long... Forget it, anyway, there are only a few kittens and puppies left, and the country's stability is no longer a problem."

Arthur lay lazily on his stomach and didn't want to move. In the next second, he jumped up as if he was stimulated, reflexively smoothed his golden hair and wrinkled soft armor, and looked in with embarrassment. the white-haired sage.

"It's Merlin, why are you here at this time? Could it be that the banquet is not to your liking?"

"If I don't come, how do we know that our king has come to an end?"

The white-haired sage stared quietly at the king he had brought up with his dark purple eyes, and shook his head slightly. He reminded Arthur the first time he used Excalibur, but this stubborn child was still the same. Done.

"Uh, Mr. Merlin?" Arthur looked down at his disheveled appearance awkwardly, "I was wrong."

"I told you, don't rely too much on Excalibur's power." Merlin sighed, "Even if it's me, I'm just delaying your time."

"Well, that's enough, thank you."

Arthur smiled brightly, completely ignoring Merlin's words.

The condition for using Excalibur is a large amount of mana, and when the mana is insufficient, it will draw the user's life force to release it.On the battlefield, I don't know how many times, Arthur used curry sticks wildly in order to reduce the casualties of his own side, thinking that his life span may indeed have been almost overdrawn.

After learning magic with Merlin to no avail, he simply gave up learning in this area and turned to simple and rough development.

——If there is something you can't fix, then have a curry stick, if you still can't fix it, then two, three...

Because of this excessive power, Merlin once suggested that he should bind his Noble Phantasm. Only when certain conditions are met can the maximum power be exerted. Although this will reduce the power, it can also reduce consumption, and the loss of lifespan will not be so great. Big, but he rejected it because he thought it was troublesome, and he didn't think death was unacceptable.

Death may be terrifying to others, but it is not so mysterious to Arthur, and it is hard to say that there may be some relief. After all, he has witnessed the existence of the Heroic Seat with his own eyes.

As a well-known King of Knights, Arthur is confident that he will definitely be favored by the Holy Grail and then "sign on". He can live a beautiful lazy house life where he has nothing to do, sleeps in, fights the Holy Grail War, and then goes to the world to play two laps. , how happy that is!

So, from a certain point of view, Arthur is actually looking forward to his own death... Well, although I feel a little sorry for everyone in the Knights and Merlin, he really feels that being a king is exhausting!

Arthur sighed in his heart, Mr. Merlin is alright, probably because he has lived for a long time, coupled with his special nature as a half-devil, his dependence on him is not very strong, and it is not so difficult to accept, but for those of the Knights He is the knights of faith, isn't he being too unfeeling?

"Don't worry, Merlin, I haven't seen that Great Britain can last forever, and I'm not sure that everyone will live happily and happily, and won't die so early."

At least two or three years to finish it off...

"That's why I don't worry, Arthur, if this continues, I might not be able to last a year."

Merlin's eyes flickered with some kind of emotion, which was extremely rare—for him, although he liked beautiful and beautiful things, he had no reason to [like them], it was just because that form could just fill his heart It's nothing more than allowing him to be empty, but at this moment, there is a strange feeling in his heart that is just about to move.

This is love?admire?move?worried?or something else?It's really curious!I don't want you to die, Arthur.

"That's a really tight time—"

Not knowing the psychological activities of his own magician and teacher, Arthur scratched his face in distress, thinking of the mask that Mordred refused to take off and the deep sister Morgan, Lancelot should be fine, but the two It's still not □□...

"Looks like I have to step up my heir training—who?!"

"Wang, you never, never told us..."

"Lancelot?! Why are you here?"

"I'm just worried about your pale face just now." Lancelot's sea blue eyes were full of melancholy, "If I hadn't happened to hear it, would you have concealed it until the moment of your death?! Don't we Partner? Could it be that I...we are so unworthy of your trust?"

"No, wait, Lancelot, let me explain..."

Arthur got stuck. In order to avoid the original tragedy, Lancelot was his key object of care. Now that the target shows signs of blackening, isn't his efforts going to waste?

I'm really sad, just now I was thinking that Lancelot would not make a mistake and said...

However, he was indeed the one who killed two birds with one stone to cast Excalibur, and he was the one who deliberately concealed the side effects of Excalibur knowing that he would be blocked by the knights...

In other words, although it is said that it needs to be explained, how should it be explained?

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Wang: Let me explain!

Knights: Well, let's listen.

Wang: ... (This script is wrong, where is the almighty Merlin?)

Merlin: My lord, I am also waiting for an explanation. (Who told you not to listen to me?)

Wang: ...Everything is Shichen's fault!