[Comprehensive] Non-flowers are like blades

Lake without regret

(One)

A dark red viscous liquid mixed with scorched soil and mud slowly flowed down from the fingers.

The scene in front of me seemed to be engulfed by the karmic fire of hell. Magma-like black mud flowed between the collapsed houses, and the constantly beating tongues of fire seemed to be claws protruding from hell, wantonly licking everything that was within reach. The smell and the stench of burnt flesh competed to spread, vying for the proportion of existence in the thin air.She raised her head, looking through the messy hair hanging on her forehead and the air that was deformed and distorted like water waves by the flames, her eyes were scorched black, without a trace of vitality.

This, exactly is... where—

"This is Fuyuki, Sanada...no, Ms. Kirionello."

The answer to the girl's question was a quiet voice full of gentle smiles.Youyi turned her head quickly, her dark blue eyes coldly met those clear ruby ​​eyes, and the woman with long silver-white hair tilted her head slightly. On her face, there was something that Yuyi had never seen before. Relieved and gentle.

"You are dead, did Kotomine Kirei kill you?"

Turning around, Yui had never been the kind of person who would soften his tone just because someone who offended him stretched out his hand to make peace first, and directly knocked out the only light left in Irisviel's eyes with one mouth.The silver-haired and red-eyed woman was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her gaze somewhat dejectedly, and raised her head calmly after a short silence: "Unexpectedly, you can really tell it at a glance...Why didn't you guess that it is Berserker's r?"

"Because Berserker's r is such an obsessive and crazy guy, he will only bite Tohsaka Tokiomi and his related people and things from beginning to end, but I am not surprised that people like Kotomine Kirei do anything..." The girl with long dark green hair paused for a while when she said this, "But having said that, don't think that I will agree to your next request after answering your question. There is no door for such a thing."

Even if she is a boss-level character, she is not the type that the soul of the enemy's wife will be influenced immediately if she asks with tears.Emiya Kiritsugu's man, if she saw him again, it would be the best of humanity if she didn't show his face for an eternity.

"As expected...Miss Kirioneiro, you and Kiritsugu are really the same person." Irisviel just smiled and sighed, not paying attention to the girl's cold warning, "In my words, no matter what Kiritsugu How many times have I explained that there is no way to grasp people's hearts so keenly and accurately... Although I have tried my best to learn human emotions, but sure enough, there are some things that I can't learn, right?"

"...I don't mean to comfort you at all, but please allow me to interrupt you: whether you can't learn some things has nothing to do with whether you are human or not, and more often it is probably a problem with your brain."

"Since they can be so similar, I think if you know the reason why Kiritsugu wants to compete for the Holy Grail, Miss Kirioneiro, is it understandable—"

"I know!"

The patience reached a certain limit in an instant, and Yui finally couldn't help but raised her voice and interrupted Irisviel's eager words. The silver-haired woman's voice stopped abruptly, and she looked at Mo in a daze The girl with long green hair had deep red eyes full of surprise and disbelief.

"[Save all mankind]——if I remember correctly, that's probably what Emiya Kiritsugu meant at that time, right? To a certain extent, although that guy's personality is completely different from Saber's, the naive point is the same.【 Elimination of all wars] or something... How can such a wish be considered 'salvation'..."

"I don't know what the idiot Emiya Kiritsugu has gone through to become such a whimsical idiot; then, I happened to meet a 'believer' who was like a blank sheet of paper, but Mrs. Irisviel ... What I must tell you is that in this world, no one is obliged to save anyone; and no one expects this kind of 'rescue' that destroys humanity!"

"The root of things like war often comes from human greed, which is a kind of human emotion, and almost no one can escape its grasp. If you want to completely [eliminate war], it is tantamount to asking Forcibly eliminating all human emotions—this kind of thing is absolutely impossible! Even if it is a miracle like the Holy Grail, if such a wish must be fulfilled..."

Opening his dark blue eyes, Yui first met Irisviel's eyes full of shock and unwillingness, then turned around with a complicated expression, staring at the desolate Fuyuki before him, before he paused every word Di continued: "I'm afraid the response it can give is what you and I are seeing..."

If all wars must be completely eliminated, in that case, it would be better to say...

"Eliminate all human beings as the carrier of "greed" and the execution body of war—"

Endless wind mixed with rust and scorched smell was blowing head-on. From Irisviel's point of view, the whole world was like a purgatory.The huge and gorgeous golden chalice slowly tilted its mouth in the sky, pouring black sludge into the world. The intermittent cries of children were gradually annihilated by the crackling sound of burning flames. Strive upward and reach out, and finally freeze into despair——

"How come...it shouldn't, it shouldn't be like this...!"

It was a little boy who was almost the same age as Illya, whose face was covered with blood and fear and was crushed between the falling houses; Emiya Kiritsugu stumbled between the world, his face full of despair and madness However, when he heard the faint cry in this dead silence, he immediately threw away all the weapons in his hands, like a traveler who saw an oasis in the desert, and fell on the side of the abandoned house, as if he was struggling to reach the buoyant house. Like a wooden drowning man, he desperately dug up the ruins and stretched out his hand towards the dying boy...

"Kiritsugu! What the hell—"

Deprived of all her thoughts by the scene in front of her, Irisviel immediately forgot everything and wanted to run towards her lover, but in the next second, there was a slight chill on her forehead, and everything in front of her was instantly covered by a dazzling silver-blue light. Covering the package—Yuyi, who did not know when the long light came on, finally pressed the hilt of the knife on the silver-haired woman's forehead and activated the soul burial.

On the edge of death and illusion, relying on the power of "prediction" in the blood of Rainbow Son Dazora to be able to see the so-called future, this is already the maximum of Sanada Yuyi's kindness to her.As for everything in front of her, whether it is a certain scene in countless parallel time and space, or the inevitable ending for herself, it doesn't matter to her, because...

——Don't worry, whether it's Fuyuki or myself, I won't let all this really turn out like this.

Yoni, sister...

……

"—we're at r."

Accompanied by the feeling of the spear knight falling to the ground suddenly, Diarmuid's calm and pleasant voice rang softly in his ears, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sweet dreams of the person in his arms; The dark green long-haired girl who was feigning sleep in her arms also quickly opened her eyes, as if she had never been stained with her pajamas.

The iron railings blackened by the fire and the scorched soil of a scorched garden, the silver-white moon in the night sky faintly exuded the color of blood on this fateful night, shining on the high glass windows of the church.Then, almost raising their heads for the first time, the two saw the armored knight suppressed under the moonlight, constantly exuding black ominous magic waves.

"berserker!"

Seeing that the berserk knight turned his head, and set his blood red eyes on the dark green long-haired girl, he dodged reflexively, and completely protected his body behind him.Just as he opened his mouth to say something, he suddenly noticed the blood slowly dripping from the black-stained sword in the knight's hand—and the petite figure with blond hair and silver armor lying at Berserker's feet.

"...Saber?!"

(two)

Rewind the time to about half an hour ago, at the gate of the Holy Church.

This is a collision between rage and reason, and a duel between brutality and order.Even though his right hand and the strongest move "Sword of Promised Victory" were sealed by r's "Yellow Rose that Will Destroy", this did not damage the tenacity and courage of the girl in the slightest.She stepped on the scorched outer wall of the Holy Church, nimbly looking for gaps in the berserker's menacing attacks, every blow forced the opponent to retreat and choose to defend.As a "king of knights", she can occupy a powerful position like "saber" among many celebrities and heroic spirits through the ages. The girl herself can be said to be confident in her sword skills, but after two or three close confrontations , Saber had doubts in her heart.

——berserker, he knows the length of this sword.

Moreover, the sword in his hand, which was entwined with black magic mist, could actually compete head-on with the golden sword she was proud of in terms of material and hardness without losing the wind, which really surprised Saber secretly.

Does Berserker, a heroic spirit, have the same treasure or ability as r that can see through the "Wind King's Barrier", or...he had fought with her, the king of Britain, before his death, and even had a deep relationship ?If it was the latter, then why was he so attached to her and hated her so much?

With the violent fluctuations of magic power and the heavy armor, she has no way of knowing; those conquests that have been separated from the present for several centuries, even she cannot remember every opponent in her heart.However, the other party seemed to know her very well and even knew her well, from the length of her weapon, the range of her attack to her judgment and habits in battle... This point was undoubtedly quite unfavorable to her.

Therefore, when the opponent avoided her sword edge again by a slight margin, the blond and petite girl swordsman finally couldn't hold back the doubt and anger in her heart. She raised the golden sword in her hand and shouted at Berserker loudly. The question in my heart.

"...If you know something about me—British Net Artoria Pendragon, and you want to challenge me because of this, then please cherish the honor of the knight and tell me your origin!"

"Obviously met me before I was alive, but hid my real body and came to challenge. How is this different from the sneak attack of an incompetent person?!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After a brief silence, Berserker, who was full of magic power, suddenly shuddered and let out a deep sneer.The girl swordsman with blond hair and silver armor frowned and clenched the sword in her hand. However, just when she thought that the other party would not respond to her, there was a "click click" sound of armor cracking, and the violent magic power of black and purple The mist began to recede from Berserker's helmet, armor, and even the sword little by little—like a bright moon pushing away the dark clouds, revealing the man's face; on the dark blue sword, it seemed like a lake shining under the moonlight On the bright edge of the sword, Saber's silver-green eyes full of doubt, shock and grief are reflected.

"aroundight (undestroyed lake light)...?"

Under the silent moonlight, everything seemed to stand still.

"arthur—"

The once quiet and elegant handsome face like a lake, now, because of the evil and dark magic fluctuations constantly exuded by resentment, has become as hideous and terrifying as r. His deep and trembling voice is no longer calm and elegant as before. There were unwilling curses and questions in Saber's ears.

"Arthur...do you remember this face..."

——How could you not remember? !

Even if she forgot her name, how could she forget her kindest, bravest and most guilty friend? !

The self in her memory is just the nameless illegitimate daughter raised by King Uther in the countryside. In order to gather all the outstanding knights to save the country together, she went through the dangerous forest, fought the insidious witch, fought The ferocious beast and the villain with ulterior motives met the knight for the first time when they arrived at the lake fairy's residence with the help of Merlin. Why did the blue-haired, handsome and gentle first knight turn into such a violent and desperate sad appearance? !

"..."

……

"This sword is called 'Aroundight', just as I entrusted 'Excalibur' to Arthur, Knight Lancelot, we also entrust this sword to you .May this light from the lake forever shine on the land of Britain. We are proud of you, Lancelot."

Gently putting the pure white and bright silver sword in the hands of the knight he raised with his own hands, the fairy on the lake smiled slightly and watched him and Arthur leave.

……

"King..." When he learned of the king's order to meet King Liao Dekuan's daughter, Princess Guinevia, Knight Lancelot, who had always obeyed King Arthur, showed hesitation for the first time. The restrained attitude caused Arturia, who was wearing a blue skirt and a pure gold crown, to look up from a pile of heavy papers.

"It is said that Princess Guinevia not only has the beauty that makes all men fall in love with her, but also has a temperament and talent that are not inferior to her appearance—"

"I'm sorry, Knight Lancelot." Just after listening to this sentence, Artoria shook her head lightly and interrupted the first knight's words, "My country needs me more now than to welcome the beautiful princess. attention."

……

"...So, he married me only because he needed my father's round table to gather and command the British knights to serve this country?"

Clear tears slowly rolled down the pale and haggard cheeks of the beautiful princess. Lancelot, who was hiding in the dark, clenched his fists, turned and walked towards the main hall of King Arthur's palace.

……

"...Please forgive me for being rude, the morality of knights teaches us to treat every sincere and kind woman kindly, my king! What's more, the queen is your wife!"

This was the first time that the knights saw Lancelot talking to the king so loudly on the round table, but the blond king just froze, pressed his forehead wearily, and nodded calmly.

"I see, Sir Lancelot."

……

"...this is the truth, Princess Guinevia. I'm sorry I deceived you, but it's not for my own selfish desires, it's all for the country I love, even if you resent me for it, I Al Toria Pendoragon will never be angry with your father and territory because of this."

In the depths of the dark and gorgeous royal palace, the blond and petite king untied the heavy cloak he had been wearing all the time, revealing his close-fitting clothes, revealing the woman's identity; and the original surprise in Guinevia's eyes froze a little bit, and finally melted With a sad smile: "I'm sorry... Wang..."

"Please don't call me that, Guinevia, I'm ashamed of that word in front of you."

"No...you have already shouldered too much for the sake of Britain. King, I, I ask you for the happiness of a secular woman so shallowly, this is so small in front of your great ambition and courage..." Closed Closing her eyes, the beautiful princess seemed to have made up her mind, she clenched her hand on her chest, "People call me a 'perfect princess', but my king...in fact, you are the proudest princess in Britain ah--"

"Please don't worry, I will keep the secret for you. Therefore, please also protect our country wholeheartedly."

……

"Knight Lancelot."

"...His Royal Highness the Queen." Bowing slightly, the handsome blue-haired knight printed a pious question on the back of the queen's hand, and followed the woman's slightly sad gaze to see a pair of birds playing in the forest, "Please Excuse me, but you don't seem to be in a good mood?"

"...How come, the king treats me very well, and I also... like Britain very much."

……

"...Please don't ask any more! Knight Lancelot!"

"Please don't doubt, Your Royal Highness, I am definitely not coveting your beauty and intending to offend you! But..."

"I said don't ask again...!"

"But you don't look happy! Why haven't your rosy red lips smiled since you came to the palace? Your eyes were once kinder than the stars, but now they look dim like Tree shadows in the night! Your face is so haggard and pale..."

"Knight Lancelot! Please stop now—"

"I am full of loyalty to the king, but I can't believe how the king treats you! Guinevia! Tell me, why are you frowning? Could it be that the king loves other wives..."

"Pay attention to what you call me! These are baseless assumptions! Knight Lancelot, I order you to stop immediately and leave! This has nothing to do with you—"

"Of course it is! Princess! Because..."

"Please don't say any more...it shouldn't be! I, Knight Lancelot, we can't..."

"—but I love you dearly! Her Majesty the Queen!"

Knight Lancelot raised his head suddenly, and the words that blurted out seemed to freeze Guinevia's movements.The handsome blue-haired knight had a mixed expression of relief and sadness on his face.

"...I know that this extravagance is not tolerated by the world, and it is absolutely impossible to force Her Royal Highness. It's just my beloved princess, please show your smile more often. When your tears run across your pale face Haggard cheeks, this is more painful than the enemy's knife piercing my heart-"

Under the shade of the trees at dusk, the dejected knight lowered his head, turned and left dejectedly.After the man's back completely disappeared, the queen in a gorgeous long dress finally couldn't hold back her tears, and she fell down on the cold steps. The queen's crown fell down the moment the woman bowed her head and cried.

"Why, Lancelot... Lancelot..."

She seems to have returned to the day when she was married to Britain. The man who came to greet her was the first person she knew in this strange land and the person who cared for her the most. He was brave and unparalleled. Not inferior to the king's martial arts, gentle and elegant respect for women... I don't know when, she suddenly realized that whenever the king's army went out, the person she was eagerly looking forward to and waiting for was no longer Artoria, but this kissing girl. On the back of his hand, a restrained and respectful admirer...

"I'm sorry, Arturia, but what should I do..."

……

"Lancelot!"

"Guinevia, my princess."

He kissed the back of her hand as usual, and was about to get up, but found that the woman's cheeks were blushing.Lancelot's hand that was about to be retracted suddenly gripped the queen's hand instead. Guinevia's rose-like face made him suddenly feel that it wasn't just the back of her hand that he wanted to kiss.

"Lancelot..."

The woman sighed, sensing the knight's hesitation, Guinevia gritted her teeth, "Actually, for you..."

As if his eyes were lit up by the most dazzling star in the sky, he smelled the most fragrant fragrance of flowers between her lips and teeth.