Proposed by the most beautiful you in the world [Comprehensive]

"……who is it?"

"Now that the disobedient ones have been wiped out and the Knights of the Round Table have long since returned to my king's command, there is still a follower who comes a step behind... It is not the heroic spirit of our companions, you—wait, this familiar soul!"

"..."

"Stay back, Mr Aggression."

"king?!"

"He is the old time we were waiting for, even if we met by chance, we should treat him with courtesy."

"However. The former observer, the false knight Ellie who only kept his eyes on this place——you came here, does it mean that you are finally willing to let go of your arrogance and choose to surrender to me?"

On top of this incomparably splendid and solemn palace.

On the front and highest backlit throne, the king whose face is covered by a mask has no fluctuations in his voice from beginning to end.She was condescending, and although everyone under the steps stood there, it seemed that they had never been reflected in the calm eyes under the mask.

but.

Watched by countless cold or serious gazes, the heroic spirit who suddenly descended in the royal city walked forward as if he had never heard of it.

There are knights in armor and holding long swords on the left and right sides. When he came under the throne, he seemed to be surrounded by knights with different expressions, and the air seemed to be condensed into a deep substance.

"Please believe me, I have never been arrogant."

The Heroic Spirit also said in an indifferent tone.

"You are the master I summon, I will naturally obey your orders and do my best to realize your wishes. But, master."

The blue-haired Heroic Spirit raised his head slightly, and it was the first time for everyone present to see a beautiful face like a flower bud, and there was a little bit of doubt.

"Can I ask you a few questions?" he said.

"..."

Before the king could reply, one of the knights who couldn't hold back his irritability shouted first: "Hey! Guys who don't even want to use honorific names, don't think that you can make progress with just a little personal relationship with your father. I have been displeased with you since a long time ago!"

The frenzied knight seemed to come over immediately, lift the heroic spirit by the neck, and throw him to the ground, but at this moment, another knight spoke in a calm tone: "Don't be impatient, Sir Mordred, Wang Dingran Have your own considerations."

"What's more..." The blond knight with a gentle smile like the sun said this, but his expression became dull.Looking at the depths of the heroic spirit's eyes, an imperceptible light flashed: "We are also very relieved to see Sir Ellie again."

"You're the only one who feels consolation—"

Before the knight could finish speaking, the scene fell into a forced silence.

Just because their king finally spoke again at this time.

"Yes. As Gao Wenqing said." Sitting on the throne, the king said: "For you who are willing to serve me, the seat of the Knights of the Round Table is open to you. At the same time, if you have any questions, please speak up."

Ying Ling said: "Thank you very much."

Up until this moment, the atmosphere lingering between them was quite peaceful, although it was mixed with obvious rigidity and estrangement.

But at the next moment, when Heroic Spirit uttered his question, the illusion of calm suddenly fell apart.

"Not long ago, I met you in Fuyuki City, Japan. At that time, you were Knight King Arthur, and, unlike now, it was you who questioned me at that time. I have been troubled by this for a long time, and I want to wait until goodbye When it comes to you, I will seriously answer those questions to you."

"However, I just discovered that 'you' seems to be not the knight king who asked me the question, and the knight king I know is not the same person."

The Heroic Spirit spoke plainly, without being disturbed at all by the angry "Shut up!" of the king's knight.

He didn't mean anything else.

There was not even the slightest ripple in my heart, nor did I feel any emotion similar to annoyance or rejection because of this discovery.

He was just puzzled, and he just wanted to get a clear reply.

"You, aren't Artoria?"

"Why did it become like this? Are you trying to destroy the world by rebuilding Camelot in what should be Jerusalem? Well, everyone's expressions seem to have become particularly scary, I said Is there something you shouldn't have said?"

He was really puzzled, but he saw the king stood up when the words fell, and the mask disappeared, revealing a face that was almost completely similar to Artoria, but not similar, with only a piece of immersion like ice that had not melted for a thousand years. bone indifference.

finally--

Because seeing an acquaintance who accidentally talked too much and couldn't control this heroic spirit whose brain circuit was too direct, he finally realized that he had aroused public anger and was surrounded by murderous intent.

"...Okay." In the astonishment, he choked for a while, and could only say dryly: "Agguiwen said, do you want you to punish me? Uh... If I offend you, I'm really sorry, then I am willing to accept punishment, no matter how hard it is."

……

……

"This is the punishment for your gaffe."

"Ah, it makes me sad to witness this scene."

"King, why..."

"I understand his character. Although he made a mistake, he has no evil thoughts in his heart. I should uphold justice. Besides, it is useful to spare his life. Have you forgotten that the king of Egypt who laid the land here, is right Ozymandias who threatens the Holy City."

"...So that's how it is. We have no objection to realizing the king's wisdom."

"Okay, let's all step back, there is no need to mention today's matter... After he is settled, Gao Wenqing."

"King, what are your orders?"

"From now on, he will be under your care. Be sure—you can't let this person leave the Holy City. The contract between me and him doesn't seem to be strong."

After Wang Zhishang's voice fell, the half-kneeling knight's head, which had always been lowered, trembled slightly inadvertently.

Immediately, he lowered his head lower, and only transmitted the unchanged voice slowly in the huge open space.

"Yes, my king."

*****

Not surprisingly, the experience of being summoned this time was far worse than the previous few times.

This is what Airlie thought from his heart as he lay expressionless on the bed, looking straight at the finely textured ceiling.

Met Artoria again, and Arturia's Knights of the Round Table, which was originally a good thing to make Ellie happy - Fuyuki was hacked because of Arturia's unintentional questioning Airlie had long forgotten about the matter of mud drilling.

However, because of an accident in the middle, the good thing suddenly turned into a bad thing.

The "Arturia" who summoned him here was not the noble and upright knight king Arturia he knew, but someone whose body had grown and her personality had undergone earth-shaking changes—a person she had never heard of before. Said, "The Lion King."

The "Lion King" destroyed the Crusaders that should have existed in this era, summoned the Knights of the Round Table, built the holy city of the Round Table, Camelot, overnight on the land of the original Jerusalem, and held a holy election here. , People who have lost their homes will earn money in the Holy City.

Ellie followed the call, and the place where he showed his figure was the "Holy City" that had been occupied by the Lion King.

To be honest, as soon as he arrived here, Ellie felt inexplicably uncomfortable all over for some reason.

There is no doubt that this is a very beautiful city that exudes holiness.

The scenery and facilities are quite perfect, the streets are spotlessly clean, and the people living in the city are also quite "clean", as if this is the Garden of Eden isolated from the world, where you can enjoy peace, happiness and tranquility.

However, Airlie always felt that the "happiness" here was too strange, and there seemed to be nothing substantial in the hearts of the residents that could be seen with the eyes.

After meeting The Lion King and the Knights of The Lion King, the strange feeling deepened.

The Lion King is not the King of Knights. He is indifferent and noble to the extreme, as if he has given up all the emotions that humans have. The whole person is more like a statue than a "person".

On the side of the Knights of the Round Table, although there were a few fewer people, there seemed to be no change on the surface——

wrong.

The changes also seem to be great.

Since Airlie was one of the closest people to King Arthur during his lifetime, and the Knights of the Round Table who surrounded King Arthur closely, if not familiar with everyone, at least they all knew each other.

Mordred, the son of King Arthur, hadn't spoken a few words to Ellie during his lifetime, but he did have a lot of face-to-face meetings.

The rebellious knight seemed to have neither a good nor a bad impression of Ellie, and when he encountered him occasionally, at most he just ignored him and went straight forward.As for Mordred here, he didn't ignore him, but his attitude towards him was obviously a lot worse and manic.

Besides, the knight Tristan who was also present, one of the few men among the many knights of the round table who can chat with Ellie who is only in armor, did not say a word at the rare reunion moment.

...It seems that there is no obvious change among the people present, only the man King Arthur trusted most in the past, the assistant officer Agguwen, that man has always been repulsive and loomingly hostile towards Airlie, but it is just showing now It's just more obvious.

There is another one that has not changed significantly.

Airlie remembers hearing the knight defend himself as he walked towards the Lion King's throne.At that time, when he passed by the knight, he looked sideways slightly, and his eyes collided with the pure blue eyes that just looked up.

Well, Gao Wenqing, the most loyal knight under King Arthur, speaking of it, he...

— bang, bang, bang.

The thoughts that hadn't drifted away were suddenly interrupted by a soft knocking sound from the door.

Ellie wanted to turn his head that way, to see who was coming.But, unfortunately, such a small movement is also subject to tricky conditions.

There was no way to turn his head, and it was even more difficult to move his body. He could only open his eyes and waited quietly. Finally, not long after, he heard the sound of clanging footsteps approaching.

"Sorry, I'm a little late this time."

Keeping his sight still, he caught the figure of another person.He stood by the bed, leaned over to look, and the familiar face immediately occupied most of his field of vision.

The man seemed to have just returned to the palace from the outside, and there was still a faint breath of wind around him, and Airlie who was lying down might even see the dazzling blond hair as broken warm sunshine scattered on his body.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed knight had a gentle apologetic smile on his clear face after he met his gaze: "Today is the day for holding the holy election, and there was a little delay at the gate of the city... Well, Al Li Qing, are you feeling better now?"

Ellie "felt" it very face-saving—although it was regrettable, he could only tell the truth: "It's almost the same as yesterday...I'm sorry, Gao Wenqing, for disappointing you."

The "Gao Wenqing" in his mouth is indeed a bit disappointing, but it is not worth mentioning.

"yes……"

"Ah."

As far as this conversation doesn't exceed dozens of words, Ellie himself is not very good at finding topics to enliven the atmosphere. If there is no accident, he will be chatted to death by them.

I can only say, fortunately.

The knight Gawain who is currently in the same room with him is a humble and tolerant man whose personality is more complementary to Airlie's.

"Can I sit here?"

When there was nothing in the room except a bed, and if you didn’t sit by the bed, you had to stand (this option is almost completely ruled out considering a man’s height) or sit on the ground, Gawain Still seeking Airlie's opinion first.

Airlie replied without any surprise: "Of course, please feel free."

After getting the answer, the knight sat down close to the edge of the bed, and took special care not to press the corner of the quilt.

From a normal point of view, perhaps because of the thickness of the armor and the thick fluff on the cloak, the knight's figure is quite strong, facing him standing with a sword in his hand, it is like facing an indestructible mountain.

And when he sat down, apart from a refreshing smile, there was also sincere concern in his blue eyes, which would make people feel very at ease unconsciously.

"I think it's not good for you who have been lying in bed and can't leave this room, so on the way here, I brought you something that has the atmosphere of the outside world and can make the patient feel happy after seeing it. Airlie Qing, if you don't mind, can I put it by your side?"

Airlie was a little surprised: "Did Gao Wenqing bring me a gift? Yes, thank you very much."

Gao Wen said, "Please hold out your hand—I'm so sorry, I actually forgot that you can't move such an important thing. Then, please allow me to put it in your hand."

El, who couldn't move, expressed his consent with his eyes.

So, the knight sitting by his bed lowered his head, and gently pulled away a corner of the quilt, and then couldn't help holding up the arm of the young man hanging by his side with even more gentle movements.

Since he lost the strength to support his actions, his five fingers curled up slightly, and were held into the palm of the knight's strong and generous hand.

"What kind of gift? Oh, this is..."

Ellie's fingertips, which hadn't completely lost consciousness, first touched something that was extremely soft and moist, but seemed slightly hard.

Gawain pinched his fingers, and after touching the outline of the "gift", he adjusted the movement of slightly moving away to block his sight, so that he could see what he was holding in his hand even when he was lying flat.

What caught his eyes was a dazzling red first.

The reason for the glare is that, against the background of the single and dim colors around, this color is incomparably stunning, as if it jumped into the field of vision and took away all the attention.

Then, I saw the whole picture.

This is a freshly picked rose.

The delicate red is still tinged with rain and dew, like crystal tears hanging from the corners of the eyes of a beautiful person.This rose is not in full bloom, and the gorgeous petals are tightly surrounding the stamens that are not yet visible, as if to hide the unspeakable mystery.

Ellie was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the soft part he touched earlier was the part of the rose flower, and what he touched slightly down was the dark branch that had not been removed.

"This... give it to me?"

"Exactly." The knight replied frankly, no matter from his expression or tone, he could only see the honesty without personal affection.

"On the way back, I remembered that visiting the sick and sending flowers seems to be the etiquette of future generations, so I chose the most colorful bouquet. I, Gao Wen, sincerely hope that it can bring you a good mood. And ,I think……"

Ellie was really touched.

Seeing each other again after so many years, compared with the more or less changes that have taken place in other people, Knight Gawain's constant broad-mindedness and friendly attitude towards others make him nostalgic and gratified.

Feeling moved, Ellie was about to say, "I'm in a good mood now. Could you please put this rose in a vase and put the vase by my bed?"

At that time, Gawain's voice hadn't finished completely, and Airlie only heard the first half of the sentence.

However, the second half of the sentence, which was not heard clearly, disappeared from the knight's lips in a low voice before Ellie's own voice came out.

"—"

There was only a very small and light breathing sound, which came from the touch of lips and knuckles for only a few seconds... No, in fact, there was no sound.

If possible, at that moment of contact, Airlie's fingers would tremble involuntarily.

Perhaps it was because the knight was whispering something before the lips fell, so that when the knuckles of the index finger and middle finger were gently touched, his lips did not have time to close.

The tip of the tongue swept across slightly, and the slightly moist touch came from the skin, which made Ellie, who was still unable to adapt to this kind of intimate action that he was not used to, couldn't help tightening his nerves.

He almost blurted out again: "Gao Wenqing, what did you say just now? Isn't the hand kiss aimed at ladies and the scene when they meet?"

At this time, the knight had put down his hand, but the rose that had carefully removed the thorns was still in his hand.Gawain will be covered again by the corner, looking at Airlie with a clean and natural gaze.

"What's the matter, Sir Airlie?"

Airlie: "...It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that Gao Wenqing doesn't need to call me that, after all I am not a member of the Knights of the Round Table."

Moreover, among all the Knights of the Round Table, including the Lion King, only Gawain used this title to show respect and recognition, and he called him "you" in every sentence.

Gao Wen smiled and said, "It's okay, haven't you already been approved by the king and become our colleague?"

... The punishment is received, but the recognition is not known.

It's something Airlie has been thinking about these days, too.

After the words fell, the knight Gao Wenfu stood up again under Ellie's gaze: "Please wait a moment, I will leave for a while, and come back to change your clothes after washing away the dirt on the outside." He said, He was about to walk to the door.

Ellie only had time to say: "Don't bother Gao Wenqing, anyway, it's an injury that won't heal in a short time, so it doesn't matter if you leave it like this..."

"No."

The knight who had already reached the door turned his head back, his cloak swayed sharply behind him, showing a sharpness contrary to his expression.

"Taking good care of you is my king's special task for me. No matter what, there must be no slack."

Before the tall and burly knight left, the corners of his lips curled up, his eyes filled with softness: "Then, I'll take a step first."

The door closing sounded.

In the room, only Ellie was left, who was so blocked that he couldn't speak a word.

Ellie: "..."

After being silent for a long time, he still felt that there was no need to change his underwear three times a day, morning, afternoon and evening.

Because, no matter how you replace it, no matter how you clean it up, after being pierced by the Lion King's holy spear that day, all the armor Merlin bestowed on him was shattered, leaving it on the chest that avoided the spiritual core, and almost cut him in half. There is no way for a broken wound to heal quickly.

The Lion King's punishment doesn't stop there.

The ruthless king seems to have blocked most of the magic power supply to Ellie, leaving only a little magic power for his existence. If he wants to close this extremely terrifying blood hole, he can only take one day with the passage of time. The progress of a few tenths of a percent is slowly, slowly recovering.

That is to say, without sufficient magic power, as a heroic spirit, he will not die easily, and he can only bear the severe pain that is absolutely unbearable for ordinary human beings passing on every second, until the end of the unknown time limit.

In fact, today is much better.

After all, before the day before yesterday, he didn't even have the strength to speak, and his consciousness was even more chaotic.

And at the moment when he barely escaped from the darkness of chaos.

His mind was still chaotic, but there was only one thought that broke through the confinement first, and he had to get the answer immediately:

After being broken, he tried his best to reassemble it, the ring hidden in the chest protected by the armor...

Ring, is it still there?

……

At that time, after hearing his intermittent request that he was finally able to speak, Knight Gawain was silent for a while before giving him a clear answer.

"Is there any sign of breakage, a ring hung by a rope..."

"sorry."

"On your body, there are only remnants of the ring that may be left."

"..."

"thank you, I know now."