Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 493 Not a Hero (Please recommend a ticket)
After Father Kiritsugu left, the room fell into a strange silence.

Ren felt a headache when he looked at the dazed hairy king who was staring at him angrily with a pretty face.

Emiya Kiritsugu's ability to shake things off was top-notch, and he walked gracefully, but he was a bit difficult to deal with.

She is so stubborn, she looks like she is going to put the emperor down to prove her kingly way and ideas.

How could he dissuade her?
"Saber, didn't Rider acknowledge your royal way? Just leave him to me, and you stay on Enzang Mountain to guard against Archer. The King of Heroes is strong enough, don't you hate him? Why don't you kill him?"

King Dumao just snorted coldly, and said firmly:
"That's different. Archer won't necessarily launch an attack while you're away, but I will definitely defeat the King of Conquerors. This is related to my belief and persistence, and has nothing to do with whether Rider recognizes my kingly way."

Sighing, Ren picked up the dishes and walked towards the kitchen.

King Daimao also came to help when he saw this. The two came to the kitchen of the castle and washed the tableware by the sink together.

Putting a clean plate on the side of the stove, Ren stared at Daimao Wang who was washing the dishes next to her. Her face was not very good-looking, and she was always absent-minded.

"Arturia, why did you pull out the sword in the stone? Isn't it good to be an ordinary village girl?"

He stared at her beautiful face and asked suddenly.

Saber froze for a moment, subconsciously stopped washing the dishes in her hand, why did she pull out the Sword in the Stone?
Very distant memory.

The morning sun falls on the green grass, and the gentle breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers and plants floats from afar.

The knights left, the noisy people dispersed, and the sword that no one could pull out was quietly inserted into the rock, as if it had been abandoned in the corner of the world.

Whoever draws the sword pierced on that rock shall be King of Britain!
After all the knights failed, no one believed the prophecy. The brave cavalry went to other places to compete, intending to use their own methods to choose the king.

The noise was very far away, and there was no one around the rock, and she just stood quietly in front of the chosen sword, without applause, cheers, or visions.

She put her hand on the hilt of her sword...

Arturia came back to her senses, her emerald pupils glanced at Ren, and after pondering for a moment, she replied:
"I've been pretending to be a man to spend my days, and I've been learning swordsmanship, art of war, and state affairs since I was sensible...

The king (referring to King Uther) and the magician (referring to Merlin) have the purpose of 'creating an ideal king', and what was designed for that purpose is me.

I don't feel like an ideal king, and I don't have a special sense of mission.But after accepting Wang's education, he was endowed with such abilities as much as possible.

All this is to draw the sword of choice, and I will be born in this world. "

Ren listened to her explanation, was silent for a while, and then said softly:

"That's right, Artoria, but you can refuse, Merlin will show you a corner of the future when Merlin comes out.

Now that you know it is such a cruel ending, don't you feel scared?And why didn't you give up? "

"Who the hell are you?" He knew too much, Saber stared at his face that was neither happy nor worried.

The pitch-black pupils are as deep as the night, and the flowing white hair has a hint of vicissitudes, but the youthful vigor in his bones does not look like an old man anyway.

In particular, Wuming's spirit is not like a religious leader at all.

"Anyway, I'm not the first old man in the mountains, and I'm not that powerful." Ren smiled lightly, as if a little sighed, "Girl, I chose to pull out the sword from the stone at the beginning, but now I want to go back to the day of choice and let others do it for me." Don't you feel contradictory when you draw your sword?"

Saber snorted softly, reached out to put a clean plate away, with a reminiscing and thoughtful expression on her face:
"When Merlin appeared to remind me, the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood appeared in my mind. I was actually very scared."

"Since you're afraid, why don't you turn around and leave? Whoever wants to do this job, anyway, my sister won't accompany you.

Let Merlin's old look...cough, let the magician stare blankly. "Ren smiled and stacked the washed dishes.

Couldn't help giving him a blank look, Arturia shook her head, she sighed, and explained softly:
"I'm not scared of my end."

"Girl, if you are not afraid of doomed destruction, then what are you afraid of?"

"This... I don't know if my decision is correct, is there anyone more suitable than me to be the King of Britain?

If there is one, let him draw that sword from the rock, will that man be able to build a more peaceful and prosperous country?Leading to a better future? "

After hearing the words of King Dumao, Ren realized why Artoria had the idea of ​​asking someone else to draw the sword for her to save Britain.

He thought this idea was inexplicable before, as if he was shirking responsibility.

But thinking about it now, this is just an idea that she will inevitably have.

When she knelt on the hill of Camlann and witnessed the scene of the kingdom's destruction, it was easy to recall the choice of the chosen day.

She was unsteady at that time, thinking that there might be someone better than her, and when she failed completely, she would naturally feel regretful and try to get someone better to try.

Ren suddenly smiled. There was no malice in the hearty smile, but it was very gentle.

"What are you laughing at?" King Dumao was surprised. If he was laughing, she wouldn't be surprised.

But at this time, he appeared unexpectedly gentle, which was quite different from his usual cold appearance.

At least she hadn't seen him like this.

The corners of Ren's mouth curled up slightly, with a bit of ridicule in his tone:

"Girl, I think you are very interesting, you are obviously a guy with a strong heart and unwilling to admit defeat.

It stands to reason that such people are usually full of confidence, but you are always not confident enough in your choices.

It may not be accurate to say this, but no matter what you do, no matter what you go through, if something goes wrong, you always take the responsibility on yourself.

I always think that I can't do it well, but girl, why don't you think that you have tried your best and can't be better than this? "

"This one……"

"You are so sure that there is someone better than you? If you have already achieved the ultimate, it will only be worse if someone else does it. What will you do then?"

"I..." Saber opened her lips slightly, but couldn't speak.

It might be worse with someone else.

It's not that she hasn't thought about this question, which is why she has some hesitation and wavering in her heart.

Seeing this, Ren shook his head, sighed and said:
"Girl, I don't understand why you have to pull out that sword since you are already afraid and hesitated?

There must be a reason for drawing a sword, right?Or motivation.Britain is dead and you are still trying to save it.

What is driving you to do whatever it takes to do this? "

reason?power?
Artoria was in a trance, what was she thinking at first?

The answer is always in your heart, isn't it?
"Every day on the farm is ordinary, there are also the noises of the people living in the town, watching people live an ordinary life on this land, I think it is very good.

A lot of people were laughing, and I thought that must be true.

To live for people, to live with people, to leave a bright future for people..."

The girl's voice was clear and sweet, and time was frozen at the moment when she pulled out her sword. After going through wind and rain, and across the battlefield, her original intention remained the same.

Just by watching people live peacefully on the earth, strength will emerge, and there will be motivation to move forward.

For this reason, draw your sword and fight, regardless of the abyss and purgatory ahead, or the shattered loneliness, you will never hesitate.

"Arturia, you are very kind." Ren said sincerely with a ripple in his dark pupils.

She just smiled and clenched her fists as if to strengthen her mind.

Seeing her firm look, Ren moved his lips, wanting to say that the Holy Grail has been polluted, let's take a rest.

But he suddenly felt that this was cruel. This was her first time participating in the Holy Grail War, and she had the greatest expectations.

The death of Lancelot further strengthened her obsession. If she knew that the Holy Grail was useless, she would definitely collapse.

This time, the Holy Grail will come down on Mount Enzang, there will be no such fire, and there will be no young hero Emiya just rescued by Kiritsugu.

There may not be a Fifth Holy Grail War either.

It was only then that Ren realized that although it was unintentional, his existence inevitably had a huge impact.

It seems that she was cheated indirectly, at least she still had a one-third chance of finding true love and then being free.

Seeing Wuming's rare hesitant expression, Saber couldn't help being a little curious: "What do you want to say to me?"

"It's nothing."

Ren quickly regained his composure and walked out of the kitchen.

Saber hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Unknown hero, why did you give up your ideals? I'm asking about the real reason."

"Isn't it normal to give up? Could it be like you, drowning with ideals?"

Ren didn't answer her directly, but just smiled self-deprecatingly, and then left without looking back.

He couldn't untie her knot like Shirou.

Even though he, like Shao Xia, is good at cooking and has been with each other for a while, he still understands her.

But don't say that he didn't have such an idea at first, even if he took the initiative to attack her, it was useless, Arturia would not fall in love with him.

Maybe it's because Emiya Shirou has always been a partner of justice, and he──is no longer a hero.

(End of this chapter)