The world is restarting

It was after four o'clock in the afternoon, and thick clouds were pressing over the city of London like a looming shadow.

The disaster that broke out in the Westminster area has already spread like a virus, causing the streets to be deserted, and it seems that the whole city is depressed.

The horse-drawn carriages that came and went to deliver goods were nowhere to be seen, and so were the newsboys who often ran about on the street. The lonely wind swept a newspaper across the street.Holding Arthur's hand and walking on the deserted street, Sawada Ya even had the illusion that she had come to the Raccoon City that was about to be nuked in Resident Evil.

There seemed to be no difference as far as their impending disaster was concerned.

Little Lolita muttered in a low voice, stepping on the street with her little black leather shoes, accidentally crushing a yellowed dead leaf.

The arrival of the gate of hell seems to have affected the climate of this space. When Ya Zetian went out, he felt that the outdoor temperature was much lower than usual. After walking on the street for a while, snowflakes unexpectedly fell.

"Look Arthur, it's snowing!"

Little Loli reached out and took a piece of snow-white ice crystal in her palm, raised her head and said in amazement.

Heroic Spirit lowered his eyes, looked at her cheeks reddened by the cold wind, frowned slightly, stretched out his slender fingers and touched her neck, the temperature from his fingertips made the young man's expression slightly condensed.

The silver-haired little girl didn't notice the expression of her servants, the crystal clear and fine snowflakes like catkins fell from the sky, the street lamps, the tiles of the buildings beside the road and the deserted street quickly accumulated thin snowflakes. New snow like silvery moonlight.Little Lolita stood in the swirling snowflakes and looked up at the sky, full of surprise and curiosity, like an elf who came to the world with the snow.

It is probably impossible to persuade her to go back now.

Yingling sighed, took off the windbreaker and put it on her master, then held her face to let the temperature of the palm slightly warm the little girl's cheeks, "Master, I'll find you a dress, you don't want it here move."

Sawada Ya: "?"

The gates of hell are opening, and news of the end of the world is flying around the city.At the request of the London government (Hiroki), all citizens of London hid at home, and shops along the street were also closed.

However, it may be that Arthur's appearance is too dominant. When he knocked on the door of a clothing store and explained the clothes he wanted to buy, the lady with glasses looked him up and down for a while, and handed out a little girl's dress. coat and a thick men's suit, and each of them was given a scarf.

As a Heroic Spirit, Arthur doesn't feel cold, "..."

"Thank you, how much is it?"

"No more money." The old lady waved her hand, "It's almost the end of the world, so let's do something good. I'm in a good mood to meet a handsome young man like you knocking on the door when the end is coming. For you."

"..." His Royal Highness King Arthur, who didn't know that he was not being teased, accepted the kindness dumbfounded.

Putting on a thick coat, and having a scarf wrapped round and round around her neck by Arthur like a rice dumpling, little Lori struggled to get her head out of the fluffy fabric, feeling that she was not too cold and regained her vitality.

I don’t know if the falling snow has suppressed the dust in the air. The fog that has shrouded London all year round has dissipated a lot. Even the Baroque-style spiers on the street are clear in the heavy snow, as if changing

It's the same as a high-definition version of the lens.

Sawada Mira walked around the street holding Yingling's hand for a while, then looked left and right, pointed to a building with a tall dome, "Arthur, let's go over there and have a look.".

The building that Sawada Ya casually pointed to was a library.

Located on the corner of the street, the scale is not large. Saber was already prepared to use some impolite means if it didn't open the door. After all, it was really too cold outside, and he really didn't want his master to continue wandering in the cold wind and heavy snow. After all, she wanted to find A place to rest, as her knight, he felt that he could be quite flexible.

Surprisingly, however, the library was open.When the heavy wooden door was pushed open, the doorbell rang behind the door, and an old man with glasses and gray hair poked his head out from behind the counter.He seems to be over fifty years old, but he is in good spirits, with the indifference of the upper-class British intellectuals. He was not surprised to see guests coming at this time, so he just said lightly, "Welcome, the books here Feel free to flip through, please don't dirty the books."

Arthur was slightly surprised, but still nodded politely, and held the door in a gentlemanly manner to let the Master behind him come in.

The silver-haired little loli got into the door and shook the snow on her shoulders, tried her best to pull the scarf that was about to bury her, greeted the manager behind the counter cheerfully, got a peaceful response, and then jumped up. Stumbled into the room full of books.

Heroic Spirit's eyes followed the little girl all the way until her figure disappeared from the bookshelf, and then he turned around. He was just about to ask the administrator if there was any hot water, but when he glanced at the table, he suddenly found that the other person was reading a book. Very familiar book.

The Death of King Arthur.

Ok……

As expected, he was standing on the land of Britain thousands of years later, and suddenly realized that he was like His Royal Highness King Arthur who was everywhere and rubbed his brows dumbfoundingly.

Ya Sawada turned around among the tall bookshelves, found a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose, and tried to identify the books on the shelves from top to bottom.

The glasses were given to her by Hongshu, because this is the UK, and worried that the little girl who doesn't understand English will not have fun outside, Hongshu specially made a black technology of instant translation.As long as she scanned the book with her glasses, the string of unfamiliar English letters would immediately turn into the Japanese she was familiar with.

Repeat it again, super AI is so omnipotent in the online world.

Little Lolita wore glasses like a cat playing hide-and-seek with herself, shuttled back and forth among the tall bookshelves a few times, and finally found the book she was looking for.

She stood on tiptoe, rubbed her fingertips hard against the spine of the book, and when she was about to get the book down, the thick book slipped from her slender fingers.

Sawada Ya: "!"

A few tenths of a second before the book was about to come into close contact with little Lolita's head, a muscular hand stretched out from the side and caught the fallen "Brick?".

"call……"

Loli Zetian helped her eyes, let out a long breath, turned her head and shouted obediently, "Arthur."

"Be careful, master."

Heroic Spirit, leaning on the bookshelf, said with a chuckle. He turned the book over with his slender fingers holding the back of the book, and raised his eyebrows slightly as he glanced at the gilded title on the book.

"master."

"?"

Little Loli raised her head in doubt, not understanding why her servant suddenly sighed regretfully.

""Traces and Monuments"? I thought the master braved the heavy snow to come to the library to find "History of the Kings of Britain" or "The Death of King Arthur". Didn't I think you came here to learn about Avenger?"

Huh?

huh huh?

No, wait, why?

Although, if you look at it like this and leave your own servants alone, go to understand the information of other people's heroic spirits first, as a master, it seems really scumbag.

Little Lolita was stunned, her big round eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and self-ashamedness.

...until she heard an uncontrollable chuckle.

"puff……"

"..."

Sawada loli came back to her senses.

Sawada Loli puffed up her face.

"Arthur!"

"I'm sorry, because the master is so cute, I couldn't help teasing it a bit, and I didn't expect the master to take it seriously..." The blond knight half-kneeled down in front of her with a gentle smile, and Chen Ken admitted his mistake, "It's mine. Wrong, can you forgive me master?"

Sawada Yaki looked at him with a straight face.

I don't think it will work.

"Hmm..." Heroic Ling thought for a moment, brought out his experience just now, and learned how to sell miserably without a teacher, "For the sake of being scolded just now?"

Huh?

The little Lolita froze for a moment, but she was distracted. Looking at her servant's perfect face, she was genuinely surprised, "Is there anyone willing to scold you?"

"Yes." Arthur stretched out his hand to help her straighten a strand of silver hair protruding from the scarf, and said calmly, "It's not me, it's 'King Arthur'."

Sawada Ya: "⊙﹏⊙!"

She subconsciously turned her head to look at the old gentleman behind the counter. When she just entered the door, she noticed that this individual old man who had not forgotten to stand on the last post before the end was reading a book related to Arthur.

It's the end of the world and she didn't forget to drink King Arthur, she thought this was another king chef, didn't she?

"You can't say that, I think that old gentleman still likes King Arthur." Arthur seemed to see his Master's doubts, and said relaxedly, "But this doesn't prevent him from scolding me."

Sawada Ya: "..."

Is this the deep responsibility of love in the legend?

learned!She felt that her third brother needed it very much!

Little Lolita carefully tugged at the corner of Heroic Spirit's clothes, and asked in a low voice as if whispering behind someone's back, "What did that gentleman say about Arthur?"

Heroic Spirit also came over very cooperatively, and lowered his voice, "He said that King Arthur is a fool."

Sawada Ya: "!!"

Are you serious?Are Mingjun's standards already so high now?If Arthur is a foolish king, shouldn't Mary I lie more peacefully?

"But it seems that I really can't refute it." The young man in front of me showed a helpless smile, "The last few wars in my life were indeed caused by selfish desires rather than for the country."

Little Loli tried to recall, "The Battle of Salisbury Plain?"

This is the war

led to the destruction of the Arthurian dynasty.

The blond heroic spirit supported his chin with one hand, and said with a chuckle, "Ah, the master still cares about me."

"I always cared about you!"

Smiling, he pushed down the little loli who was jumping up in anger, and Arthur gently rubbed her hair, his brows and eyes were gentle, and his eyes were far away, those memories about the dynasty seemed to float up from the sea of ​​memory again.

"Before I went to war with Lancelot, King Ion actually persuaded me."

【Your Majesty, I am your subject, I must make suggestions that are in line with our honor and yours.Your honor, of course, will be achieved through revenge.But I don't think anyone who wants to maintain this kingdom will start a war against Ban Wang's family...]

"The death of Gachris blinded my eyes. I didn't realize that he died under the sword of Lancelot not because of hatred but because Lance didn't recognize him at the time. I was stubborn and wanted revenge, occupying my mind Hate made me think of myself as a knight-errant, and forget that I was king of Camelot."

"So maybe that old gentleman is right." Slender fingers slid down the master's long silver satin hair, and the king who was still a young man lowered his eyes slightly, "After I put my selfish desires in the collective When my interests are above all, what awaits me is always the end of defeat."

The slender fingers of the heroic spirit brushed against her cheeks, and the appearance of King Arthur, who returned as a heroic spirit, was the perfect state of human ideals, but the calluses on his fingertips did not disappear because of this.That is the hand of the knight holding the sword, and that is also the hand of the king holding the king's seal. The contradiction between these two identities has always remained on the person in front of him, which cannot be separated or reconciled.

The heroic spirit named Arthur Pendragon is still lingering in the error called "past".