last post apocalypse

My king's deliberate cuteness directly sank Kamijou.

He even wanted to take out his phone and take a picture of this scene.

However, Mr. Mobile had already died in the previous high-intensity battle.

Sighing helplessly, he could only choose to keep this scene in his heart.

"That's not true, don't tease me... Besides, I finally made up my mind."

"Well, in fact, you can go with me. I went to Britain and named you the first duke, the kind of person who is under one person and above ten thousand people."

"Forgive me, I will only make a mess of Britain when I run the country. Besides, there are family members here...I can't take their son away."

"Is that so..."

Arturia said regretfully, lowered her head and sighed a little bit disappointed.

Then she looked up and smiled at Kamijou.

"I knew you would say that."

"You have my memory, no one knows me better than you."

"indeed....."

"..."

"..."

Kamijou pursed his lips, he took a breath and said.

"I will definitely go to you, even if I cross the universe, I will definitely go."

"Really?"

"I promise you that."

"Hehe, I believe you."

Arturia laughed again, but her mood was obviously much better.

Then she crouched down.

In front of him is King Arthur, who is lying on the ground, looking at the sky.

Seems to accept his fate.

But she is not the third person, because both Arturia and Kamijou already know her true identity.

"King Arthur, or should I call you 'The Return of King Arthur'."

Artoria looked at her body and said with emotion.

"I don't know if I should regard you as a human being, relying on my memory as a judgment condition, and then using the legend of this world as the source of magic to run. Are you just acting like you have feelings, or are you really pregnant? Out of the soul?"

"Yes, or not. What's the difference? The other me, you're not such an indecisive person, right? It's only natural for you to get your body back, isn't it? Why should you care about these things?"

King Arthur spoke, and she lifted the holy sword in her hand upside down.

This sword has never left her hand, but now King Arthur has returned the holy sword to Artoria.

"Protect Britain well, and finally have another chance."

"...ah, I will."

King Arthur smiled and closed his eyes.

Then the light won a big victory, when the light disappeared.There was only Arturia left in front of Kamijou.

A girl with a holy sword in one hand.

It looks like King Arthur, because there is nothing on the chest.

"Hmph! You guys are really excited about my posture!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Kamijou knew that Arturia was getting impatient.

Hastily said.

"Because you are so beautiful, Sa, Artoria!"

"Even the name is wrong." Arturia rolled her eyes, "But do you really think it looks good?"

As she spoke, she raised her skirt and turned around in a circle.

To be honest, Kamijou Touma is super excited right now.

He didn't say anything, just nodded vigorously.

"Hmph, count you acquainted!"

Artoria grinned, leaning the holy sword on her shoulders, enjoying Kamijou's praise very much.

However, she moved her ears.

Turning his head and looking into the distance, the knights of the round table have already rushed to this side.

There is not much time left.

This idea sprouted in the hearts of both of them at the same time.

There is so much to say and so much to do together.

Let alone one minute, another week, one month, or even one year is not enough.

but......

Artoria looked at Kamijou, and she, who knew Kamijou best, had this idea.

"Kamijou, I have a way to make you never forget me for the rest of your life."

"Well, what?"

"You lower your head and lean your ears closer."

"Oh."

"A little lower, tsk, my current height is the same as when I was 25 years old."

Kamijou almost bent over, Artoria moved her head closer.

Said it in his ear.

"May I ask, are you my Master?"

this voice.

Like a bullet in the heart, Kamijou's body and brain were violently filled with emotions.

It turned out to be true.

Kamijou Touma finally realized.

People will really be shocked by a sentence and lose consciousness.

In a trance, he felt a touch of softness on his face, and then came back to his senses that Artoria had already stood up.

She blushed a little.

"In this way, you shouldn't forget me."

"How could I forget!"

Kamijou blushed, he almost shouted out of excitement.

"Well, I believe you."

Arturia nodded, and said it emphatically again.

"I believe that you will never forget me."

"kindness!"

Kamijou nodded.

Then, the Knights of the Round Table headed by Gawain and Lancelot also arrived.

"My king!!!"

They shouted the name of their monarch, which also represented the official return of King Arthur.

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"We are going home. Although we don't know what will face us when we go back. But if there is still a chance, I want to rebuild Britain with you."

Arturia gave her last speech before leaving.

They don't know what to expect when they go back.

In terms of time and space, the possibility of them meeting again is half and half.

Arturia looked at Kamijou.

"It's up to you, Kamijou. Take me home."

"Goodbye, we will see you."

Kamijou nodded vigorously, then raised his head to look at the sky.

He is now indirectly controlling the wings behind him through Kamu Madoka, but it feels no different from directly directing the arms.

He inserted his wings into the void in front of him, and then pulled it left and right like pushing open a door.

It was like tearing a layer of plastic film.

Something out of the world unfolds.

It is a colorful vortex, not a scene like world and world, but a passage extending from another world.

"Let's go."

Artoria took one last look at Kamijou, turned around and walked over without hesitation.

The Knights of the Round Table followed, but no matter who.

When they passed by Kamijou, they all displayed the highest standard of knight etiquette.

Soon, everyone disappeared on the other side of the portal.

Then, Kame Madoka also greeted Kamijou and left.

The Wings of Light behind him also disappeared.

"..."

And, is there only me left?

Kamijou Touma looked at his hands with an indescribable sense of emptiness.

But this time.

"Upstairs!!!"

He turned his head and saw Furutekawa Haruto who was limping and running towards him being supported by someone.

"Are you OK?!"

The blood on the black-haired youth's face hadn't been wiped clean yet, so he remembered to give Kamijou a physical examination.

"If something goes wrong with you, Miss Shokuhou Jinqi will definitely kill me!"

"No, Shokuhou-san is very gentle~"

Kamijou Touma raised his hand, using his few mutated Honkai to help Furutegawa heal his wounds.

He looked over Furutegawa's shoulder and saw many members of the knight faction surrounding him.

Suddenly want to do something.

"Hey, Furutegawa~ You finally survived."

"Would you like to go for a drink together?"

Furutegawa looked at Kamijou's face and was silent for a few seconds.

He nodded.

"I'll treat you to a guest."