What Can I Do if I Travel to Fgo? I'm Desperate Too

However, sinners have long been used to this kind of thing.

Because in this desperately long time, he has been continuing his own journey of redemption.

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"Did he leave?"

"Yes, to find the king of his world."

"Really... Sir Bedivere is indeed the most loyal knight."

On this vast grassland, there is a dusk-colored sky that never changes color.

But that's just the core of Utopia, and beyond that is the burned real world.

She who is waiting for someone to come here can only pray for the stability outside and the safety of that spiritual friend.

Here she is no longer a king, unlike the heroic spirit who was unable to return the holy sword and wandered around the world, and became a hero who belonged to the sky without dying.

She has experienced the short life of being a human but still a heroic spirit, seeing through the inevitable development of the future and the past, and even understanding the fact that she is just a mortal.

She has no right to criticize Bedivere's choice, because she knows what kind of sentimental existence that knight with swollen eyes crying in front of the tree is.

In the final analysis, they are all human beings, so they have their own choices.

What she feels sad now is no longer the long-destroyed Britain and the knights who followed her.

Eternal life has a price, but the 'Artoria' who has been using the Holy Lance can't rest in Avalon, but can only turn into an immortal soul wandering in the world...

There is only one way for the other party to return to the Avalon they belong to, and that is to return the holy sword!

but--

The opponent is not on the correct world line, but in a singularity...

Perhaps the 'Artoria' who has given up her own reason for living will eventually disappear along with her singularity.

"Bedivere, there is no doubt that you are 'my' best knight."

Greeting the breeze on the plain, the blond girl expressed her heartfelt thanks to the knight who had not given up so far.

I hope that in the end, he can truly rest in peace——

239. Oath of Victory

King Arthur, the legendary king of the British Isles.

There is a silent and grand stroke in the history of Europe~

Countless writers show their pen and ink for the sake of legends, making the legends they imagined come true.

There are countless legends of the Holy Grail, the endless secrets of the round table, and the endless oaths of knights.

The Sword in the Stone, the Sword in the Lake, the Knights of the Round Table, the Holy Grail, the Witch, the Battle of the Sword Bar...

If you look at the past carefully, you will find more and more weird flaws, like some kind of incongruous and wrong pictures that have been wrongly edited together.

How many knights were there in King Arthur?How many legends has King Arthur experienced?How many knights of the round table have been on the table?

Ah~ Memories are constantly being mixed in a chaotic way. Many never-before-seen encounters appear in the round table of memory, and many people who have known each other disappear and reappear in the original trajectory.

To be honest, Lancelot was also created by the French, Galahad was created by later generations, and there were other famous knights after that.Even the heirs of King Arthur himself have their own roles...

But he couldn't remember. In his memory, there was no memory of Prince Arthur's heir. In his memory, only at the end of the sword fence, the king did not choose to leave but chose to die together.

why...

He questioned himself, and he questioned the invisible restraint.

Why?Why? !why! ! !

Why can't it be saved? !Why did the king ignore him and head towards the fence?Is it because he is not real?Was he not at Jianlan at all?But that memory was so real, so real it was disgusting and disgusting.

Besides, the Battle of Jianlan was not the original legend of King Arthur, but was added after artistic processing, and the later works also added this attribute.

What about himself?Does he have a legend of his own?Has his legend been circulated by other works?

Hmph~ How could there be? If you think about it carefully, you will find that it is impossible.

I am not a knight of the round table at all, I have never been on that table, and I can't even find any record of being there in the spiritual base.

"At the end of the day, nothing has changed...isn't it..."

Speaking his last words in his mouth, the knight once again faded away in his memory.

On this lonely Throne of Heroes, there is only one record that belongs to him.

But—things often have other developments, such as discovering that the original ideal collapsed in a blink of an eye.

Here it is, the hot desert!

It is not the three roads of England or any corner of Europe, but in the most northeast corner of Africa, on the border of Egypt.

The 'knight' summoned here looks at the Master in front of him...

No, should it be an old buddy, or a grandfather knight whom we met for the first time?

"Are you my Master? Although it doesn't look like it at all..."

【Kai...】

Looking at the strong and distressed knight in front of him, he didn't reveal the opponent's real name.Because he didn't know if the other party was the one who knew him, and besides, the relationship between them was not so good that they called each other by name.The opponent is the Jazz, and he is just a guard.

"Ahem~ Heroic spirits can actually summon servants?" Sir Kai, who was sitting on the sand dune, was obviously also taken aback, but then he saw that there was no command spell or anything beside him, and continued to watch as if nothing had happened. Sunshine in the wind and sand. "I'm not your crooked Master, you can go wherever you want, don't disturb me basking in the sun."

What a contemptuous look, even the vicious tongue has not changed at all, just like the man in his memory.Every time, because of that mouth, disasters befell, and finally had to rely on the help of the king, or the assistance of Lancelot to solve the problem.

There's nothing self-reflective about this guy!

"...Do you mean that I was directly summoned by the restraining force?"

Knocking on his forehead, 'Knight' suddenly felt that something was really strange.

He hadn't heard any summoning lines before, and there was nothing abnormal about his seat, but he appeared here in an instant.It's almost like being thrown out...

"Sah~ I know. Maybe you are like an abandoned baby thrown into a stinky ditch, maybe you were abandoned by the suppression force."

"It's really a dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory..." Even if he knows how bad the corner of this guy's mouth is, as expected, when he is in front of the other party, there will always be a nameless anger burning from the bottom of his heart.I want to beat up the bastard in front of me!

"It doesn't matter if you want to kill me, anyway, I'm just here to wait for the end of the world."

Seeing through the 'knight''s thoughts, Kai smiled disdainfully.Then he also pointed to the front not far away, where there was a strange scene that was not normal at all, and it almost completely filled people's thinking.

It is a distorted and colorful world, which looks like a dream like bubbles, and like distorted colors that challenge the limits of vision.The moment you see it, you can feel the visual scream, and if you observe carefully, you will feel the pain of the brain.

"what is that......"

"Don't you know? This singularity is about to die, and this is just the border of the world."

"Singularity? That's—tsk!" The brain seemed to have a tingling pain in an instant!Countless pieces of information flooded into the mind of the 'Knight' in an instant.

Demon King, Humanity Incineration, Singularity, Chaldea, 1275 and... The Lion King!

"What's wrong? Remember who you are?"

"Almost...a bad mouthed knight."

Kai raised his eyebrows and carefully looked at the servant in front of him.This sentence sounds familiar...

And the other party seemed familiar but also seemed to have never seen him before, but judging from the spirit foundation, he should not know the other party.

After all, he knows the spirit foundation of the Knights of the Round Table, and the heroic spirits are legends, so even the Knights of the Round Table who should not be of the same age will understand the fact that the other is a Knight of the Round Table the moment they see each other.

But he felt that the other party looked familiar, but he really didn't know who the other party was.

"Hmph~ Then what do you want to do? Save the world? Or give up? The current singularity is already stepping into an unknown territory."

"So you ran away, in the presence of the king?"

"..." Kai was silent for a while, looking at the figure in front of him, it was indeed familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it was.He opened his mouth and replied helplessly: "I ran away in front of [that guy] because I couldn't admit that she was Artoria."

She was no longer an innocent girl who wanted to be a king, nor was she a lonely king who was driven mad by the responsibility of being a king.But something else!It was as if the spear had already occupied that body, the thoughts that did not belong to humans at all, even the thoughts that had a decisive difference in the understanding of humans.

That was definitely not the Artoria he knew, nor the Artoria the Knights of the Round Table knew!

Sometimes he was really envious of the group of Knights of the Round Table who couldn't appear as heroic spirits because of their lack of fame, because they didn't see the seemingly hopeless scene, and didn't see the killing called Qingqing by the king himself!

But he was unlucky, because he saw his own sister, and finally fell into an abyss that he could not stop and recover.He chose to leave, but she didn't pursue or manage him, probably because she wanted to see her suffer.

"Why did the king pick up that gun? That's not the future the king should accept..."

Although the 'Knight' doesn't know the truth about the gun, he has also seen that when the king holds the gun, his eyes will turn cold, and the whole person will be more indifferent and ruthless.It is not only a disguise of one's own feelings, but also a manifestation of being eroded by guns.

"Who knows, she is an irretrievable horse now. Those who don't want to follow her have been wiped out, and the only ones left are those who are in line with my wishes for such a king."

"Who is it? Who still follows the current king? Who has been summoned?"

"Not many~ only twelve of the most famous Knights of the Round Table have been summoned, and only six of them are left, including me at most seven."

"yes..."

Although he was unfamiliar with the king holding the holy gun, and felt the uneasy squirm in his heart, he was sure that his loyalty was absolute.The other knights of the round table were summoned by the king, so why wasn't he summoned?Because he is not a knight of the round table, or because his reputation is not enough?

No... maybe there are people the king doesn't want to summon?At least he didn't think that the happy Princess Melora would be summoned by him... The possibility of this was even smaller than the human-speaking parrot that the king brought with him when he was adventuring.

"What do you want to do?"

"I'm going to meet the king."

"Do you want to die?"

"...we're long dead."

Looking at the lonely and sharp back of the 'Knight', Kay felt a sense of exhaustion in his heart for some reason, and even a kind of silent pain spread in his heart.

Heroic spirits are just shadows of the past, no matter what they are doing, they cannot change everything in front of them.

They are just dead people, just the shadows handed down by the legends of human beings whose suppression depends on them.

If you blindly pursue the past or even recall the past, you will only become sad undead. As heroic spirits, what they should face is the danger that belongs to the future.

"Yeah...we've already died."

Raising his head, Kai also looked at the border of the world.