A journey that begins with a problem child

On the other side, the clock rewinds two minutes. (Sorry, sorry, the order of the two seems to be reversed, so I have no choice but to write it like this.) ）

In the underground parking lot of the Fuyuki Hall in Winterwood City, Saber was knocked to the ground again and again, and she was no match for Lancelot without fighting spirit.

The indestructible lake, the sword that was paired with the sword of victory of the oath, made Saber's holy sword groan with every swing, as if facing the betrayal of a brother or sister born from the same roots......

Saber kept his head down, unable to even resist Lancelot's attack, it was just one-sided abuse.

Looking at the divine sword, which had degenerated into a dark magic sword, Saber's heart was sour.

The knights who were in the limelight, the idols and goals of thousands of knights, turned into this terrifying beast, but the unparalleled martial arts were still not lost.

Are you cursing, my friend, are you cursing this country that has brought you despair, have you brought you despair?

"Salvation cannot lead the nation!" the words of the conquering king were still in his ears, and there was no reason for him to instinctively refute himself now......

Lancelot, I have no other expectations, but I hope that you will understand, because you are the most perfect knight, I do not want anything else but your approval, but now, even you, have finally abandoned me?

"Please...... Stop...... "Having lost everything, Saber now looks like a king, he has completely lost his pride as a hero, and he is sad and breathless.

She fell limply to the ground, panting, her sacred armor dirty from the dust on the ground, and the holy sword in her hand could only support her barely conscious mind......

She couldn't resist and didn't want to......

'Perhaps, it's better to just leave, in Lancelot's hands...... ' The confusion in his eyes made Saber forget everything, the oaths, the promises......

'Is it all my fault...... Is my insistence all wrong?' The uncertainty about the future and the path has made her lose her way.

Lancelot walked over and gave Saber a heavy kick to the ground lying on his back, which made Saber retch, without mercy, and Lancelot kicked again, causing Saber to roll to the ground......

This kind of abuse, but did not make Lancelot's eyes have any quick press, there is only a deep sadness, the king in his mind is not such a pitiful appearance, the king in his heart is majestic, and its existence symbolizes victory!

"My king, you look so ugly now, you don't look like my figure in the depths of my mind at all......" Looking at Saber on the ground, Lancelot, who had been silent and did not speak, finally spoke up.

"My king, what made you abandon your ideals, what made you pursue that ridiculous dream, is it because of us, is it because of us......

“...... No, it's not, it's not because you ......" Saber lay on the ground with tears in her eyes, stretching out her hand to deny it.

But her heart always told her that in fact she pursued the Holy Grail, and it was for the sake of these knights that the sacred friendship finally dissipated, and the loyal knights betrayed her, and the people did not understand her, because they could not reach the king, but as the closest knight, how could they not understand themselves?

'Am I really wrong? I really don't understand human feelings?'

'Am I not for the country, am I not for the people?' am I really so selfish?'

"I never hated you!" But this categorical sentence finally cleared Saber's mind, it was in the past, Lancelot could not say it in person, he had no chance, he had no position, he had always withheld the words, in the present, in this war, he finally said it!

"Aren't we gathered under your command because of your desires, because of your sanctity!"

"But, O king, thou art so holy, why hast thou not executed me with thy own hands, and why hast thou forgiven me, and what shame hath left me alive?"

"It is precisely because of your nobility that we are ashamed!"

Lancelot's tears slowly remained, this was the confrontation between the ideals of the country and the selfish desires of individuals, but Lancelot did not have the firm belief of King Arthur, and when facing his own YuWang, he was still shaken, the love that should not have been......

Lancelot really hated himself, and he hoped that King Arthur would execute him with his own hands so that he would not fall into guilt, but King Arthur did not understand human feelings......

“...... You don't have to feel guilty, my king, your desire to compete for the Holy Grail is to make up for it, but it's not that you're sorry for us, it's that we're sorry for you, and that's what they think......"

“...... Still, you're still immature, but you're more like a person......" Lancelot said with a slight smile.

“...... No, I'm mature!" Saber quickly denied.

Finally speaking, Lancelot felt a sense of relief in his heart, this problem that he had been tormenting himself with unspeakable problems in the past, and now he finally saw the light of day that he could solve the problem.

"Do you hate us, king, do you hate us and kill you and perish your country?"

Saber looked blankly at the darkness above her head, she should have hated, because of the betrayal that caused this result, but she hated herself, she let herself carry the root cause of everything, "...... No, I don't hate you, I just ...... Hate myself ......"

"Do you believe us?" Lancelot's eyes were blazing, and for a moment, even though he was dirty, he still had the dazzle of a knight.

"Of course!" Saber said without hesitation.

Lancelot finally smiled, "...... Let us, then, bear this sin and this hatred with you, the king...... If you just carry it yourself, but you don't believe us, you betray us......"

“...... Yes. Saber wanted to say something, wanted to deny the answer, but ah, the tears in her eyes made her unable to refuse, she ought to be, to believe her knights, to believe her men, to believe that King Arthur had betrayed his men?

"Lance......" Saber muttered with a smile in his eyes.

“...... Then it is the glory of a knight to be punished for a mistake!Your first knight, Lancelot, here and there, accept your punishment from the king!" Lancelot's words were sonorous, and he fell to his knees on one knee, with satisfaction, with a sense of relief that he had told everything, that his sinful karma was finally coming to an end, and that he was finally worthy of the title of the perfect knight!

"Lancelot ......" struggled to his feet, even though he was extremely weak, but Saber had more strength in his body than he had ever had!

The king will not understand the feelings of others......

So who said it before leaving the round table?

The kings are all proud, and they have said this, and how many people's thoughts and troubles have they ignored because of this?

What was the last thing on their minds when Gawain was brave and dedicated, and Galahad, who was inferior to his mission? Are they also reluctant to leave this world with regret? Why should they deny it?

If I could see what Lancelot really thought, how could he have appeared in the world with such a filthy body?

But ah, it's not too late, I still have a chance to make amends!

Standing up, the grim holiness returned to Saber's body, and she cried and laughed at the kneeling figure, but she raised the sacred sword firmly and pierced it into the loyal knight's body.

“...... It's been so long, but you've finally punished me personally...... I don't feel guilty......" Lancelot smiled contentedly.

“...... No, Lancelot, you never need to be guilty!" Saber was in tears, but with a smile that caught her heart's content.

“...... Oh, how good it is to be able to die in the arms of the king at last, to die in the presence of the king, like a loyal knight. "

"Don't say that, you're a loyal knight at all!" said Saber anxiously. Before he was gone, he had something to tell him.

She wants to show the loyal knight that you are a true knight and that your qualities cannot be overturned by a small mistake.

And then, as if he knew what she wanted to say, Lancelot, who was in her arms, spoke: "My king, I have been.... Understood, king, goodbye. "

Saying that, Lancelot's body gradually turned into blue particles, in fact, he was able to survive until now because of Mo Hao, otherwise at the moment of death, he would have returned, and just when he was about to fully return, he slowly turned his head in Saber's arms, looked in another direction, and said with a grateful face: "Thank you very much, my master." As he spoke, his body had completely turned into blue particles, dissipating into the air.

And watching Lancelot dissipate, Saber's body, like the Hero King, gradually turned into a real body, and she stood up and looked at the blue particles that dissipated in the air, as if she was paying tribute to something, or respecting something.

Half-ranging, Saber, no, it should be the Knight King now, turned and walked towards the exit, and her blue and silver armor gradually changed into another costume.

Dressed in a blue cloak and a purple-gold crown, the true Knight King----- Artoria Pendragon, descended into the realm as her own body.