The Troubles of the Holy Maiden [Comprehensive]

"No, I can't do it."

After many attempts, Artoria finally failed to pull out the sword.She slumped down to the bottom of the icy lake, covered her face with her hands in frustration, and sobbed.

"What to do, father's holy sword, father's will and inheritance are about to be cut off. I have no choice, I can't use it, how can I use it to revenge?"

Fran looked at the vulnerable girl after being hit, and sighed helplessly.She leaned down and patted her back lightly.He said softly: "Al, do you want to give up revenge?"

"No, never." Artoria was silent for a while, and replied firmly.

"Then, your purpose is to avenge your parents and elder brother, regain their honor and kill the murderer, isn't it? The holy sword is not necessary, it is just a symbol of your father, your family's glory, without it, there is no What. Because you are a member of your family, and you can also be the glory of your family." Fran said slowly.

Seeing the light flashing again in Artoria's eyes, Fran continued: "Besides, since this sword is the sword chosen by the king. You have your father's blood but cannot use it, which means you are not yet qualified to be a king. You lack the strength of a king. Therefore, this sword does not agree with you." He continued: "You are still young, and many things are not clear to you. But if you want to use it, you must learn to change yourself, exercise For yourself, experience the thoughts of a king and prepare to be a king. When you are really ready to be a king and have the courage and strength to carry the entire kingdom, you may not be able to pick it up again, and it will fight for you. "

Arturia was a little dazed, she looked at Fran blankly, and asked: "I, can I become a king? I'm just a girl, and even my father won't let me touch the holy sword. Besides, what is a king?" ? Like my father? I, I don't quite understand."

Fran shook her head: "Being king has nothing to do with men and women, what is important is the king's heart." She continued: "However, as far as the current situation is concerned, becoming a king is a difficult road full of thorns, especially for girls. Don't worry, you can think about it slowly, think about what kind of life you want to live besides revenge, or the end of revenge, after all, one's life can't be just for revenge, revenge is just a small goal of your life, and It's not the end of your life. Your parents and elder brother saved you with their lives, not for you to bury your life for revenge."

Arturia said blankly: "I, I don't know, I don't know what else I can do other than revenge."

Fran smiled: "You are still young, no one knows their own life at birth, you can grow and think at the same time. You will always come across things you are willing to try and things you are willing to work hard for all your life."

In the next few days, Fran found that Arturia was a little out of her mind, staying in the room thinking about life, and couldn't even eat.She understands that this child bears too much pressure that she shouldn't bear at this age, the hatred of the death of her parents and brother, the hatred of the overthrow of the throne, all the pressure is on her weak shoulders, making her overwhelmed.A little girl who was born in the royal family, wearing a beautiful dress, picking flowers and fluttering butterflies among the flowers, despite being hated by the country and the family, can she still pick up a sword and a gun with a hand that is used to holding flowers and gems?

When Artoria almost stuck a fork in her face again, Fran raised her hand to stop her, and said helplessly, "Okay, don't eat if you're not in your mind." After a pause, she said, "Go Put on your coat and I'll take you out."

Arturia followed Fran to the street. After a month, the disturbance of the coup had subsided, but the feeling on the street was still a little different.

Arturia found that there were many black-armored guards on the street, guarding the men in black robes on horseback. When these people walked by, the citizens on the street were all silent.The children will be held tightly in the arms of the adults, nervously avoiding to the side.After these men in black passed by, the streets returned to calm.

Arturia felt strange, and asked Fran in a low voice, "Who are they?"

Fran explained: "The man in black robe is one of the northern black wizards who made a deal with Futigeng."

"What kind of deal?"

"Some dark, taboo deal. They provided power to the Futigen. The Futigen gave them privileges in return and gave them something else, something precious and non-renewable."

Arturia asked strangely: "What is that?"

Fran stroked Artoria's head, and said softly, "Love and mercy." Said this and looked into the distance again, "He exchanged his wife's blood for the power of evil, and used it to get the power he longed for."

Then he looked at Artoria: "I hope you never make this choice."

Artoria nodded solemnly.

The two continued to walk through the streets and alleys, looking at various people.Even if Rondinium is the capital, not everyone here is rich and happy.There are knights who are rewarded with life and blood, nobles who are full of food and do nothing all day long, businessmen who are rich and still greedy for money, poor people who are hungry and struggling to survive, generous and merciful people, and villains who trample their compatriots for pleasure.

People from all walks of life and the world are condensed in the laughter, yelling, joy, anger, sorrow and joy of people on these streets.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the front, and the surrounding people began to move forward. Fran and her two walked in the direction of the crowd, and saw a group of guards escorting a row of prisoners towards the guillotine and the gallows.

On the execution ground, the clerk read aloud the sins of several prisoners with a document, apparently in collusion with the rebel party, plotting to overthrow the king's rule.The onlookers began to whisper to each other, and then fell silent under the clerk's loud stop.Arturia looked at these prisoners on the stage in disbelief, there were old people, women and even children on them.The mother in shackles shouted that her child was innocent and please let her child go, but was knocked down by the escorting soldiers.She cried out in despair, praying to God, and finally to the devil, willing to sacrifice her child's life.Her child is a stubborn boy, he cried "Mom, I'm not afraid" with tears in his eyes, but he never cried.

Arturia's body trembled uncontrollably. Her grief and anger made her emotionally close to losing control. She seemed to be connected to herself from what happened to this child.Artoria grabbed Fran's clothes tightly, and asked in a trembling voice, "Fran, can you save them?"

Fran replied softly: "Al, I can't save everyone. As long as Futigeng is king, such prisoners will not be the last batch. It doesn't matter whether they are really guilty, the king is just establishing his own authority."

Artoria asked eagerly: "Then, what about that child? Can you save that child? I can exchange it with my wish."

Fran gave Artoria a deep look, and said, "There's no need for the wish, just treat it as a gift from me." She looked at the execution ground again, and said to Artoria: "Al, it may happen later. There is some commotion, remember the way back, you go back to your residence first."

Artoria nodded, and warned: "You have to be careful yourself." Then she turned and walked towards the residence.

Fran turned her attention back to the execution ground, thinking about how to take the little boy away with the smallest movement.Artoria still lives in the city, so this matter can't be too big, otherwise it will only startle the snake and implicate Artoria.

After thinking for a while, seeing that the people in front of him were being taken to the gallows in a row, they started to act.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind on the execution ground, and the wind and sand were blowing up. Everyone was blinded by the blowing and couldn't help avoiding it.In the dust, Fran leapt to the boy's side by using spiritualization and wind spells, took away the boy in the woman's arms with the woman's shocked expression, and sent a puppet with illusion stay on the spot.At the moment she disappeared, she saw the woman's mouth shape, which was

"Thank you!"

When the wind and sand subsided, the chief hurriedly asked the guards to count the prisoners, and did not heave a sigh of relief until the prisoners were all right.

A sharp shout cut through the air, the baffles under the prisoners' feet opened, and more than a dozen prisoners fell one after another. With the crisp sound of creaking, their necks and spines were broken, like desperate prey, swaying leisurely on the gallows.

No one saw that in a corner of the execution ground, a tall and beautiful young man held a child in his arms. The child's eyes and mouth were covered by the young man's hands, and only two lines of tears rolled silently from the gap between the palms.

Arturia waited anxiously at home, restless.Until she tried to calm down, there was still no unusual news from the street, which made her a little relieved and a little uneasy.

Just when she was about to go out and have a look, Fran came back and brought back a little boy in a cloak.The child looked younger than her, his face was dirty, his eyes were red and swollen, as if he had just cried, his expression was gloomy, and he seemed very silent.

Fran thought that her peers might be able to communicate better, so she planned to hand over the boy to Arturia, but she didn't expect that the boy only dragged Fran, which was a non-violent and non-cooperative attitude.Fran felt a little helpless, and could only motion for Artoria to come over and talk to the boy.

Artoria staggered over and said to the boy, "Are you okay? I'm Al, and I know you're having a hard time. I've been through this." She paused, then said, "I Like you, my parents and brothers were killed by the new king."

The boy raised his head after hearing this, and looked at Artoria silently.

Seeing that he finally responded, Artoria breathed a sigh of relief, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

The boy shook his lips and replied in a hoarse voice: "My name is Lancelot, Lancelot Hamilton."

After a few days of running-in, the little boy named Lancelot finally stopped being like a silent lamb and began to communicate with others.Fran and Artoria also knew about his life experience and what happened.

Lancelot was born in a noble family, and was predicted by the wizard at birth that he would become a rebellious knight.His father didn't like him because of the prophecy, so he abandoned him by the lake.It was the mother who couldn't bear it and brought him back and gave him all her love.Not long ago, the upright father expressed his opposition to the new king's grant. At the same time, the new king also learned of this old prophecy, and became more suspicious of his father.In the end, the new king angered Lancelot's entire family, listed them all as rebels that needed to be cleaned up, and sent them to the gallows.

Artoria sympathizes with Lancelot's experience, and hates the cruel and paranoid new king Futigeng even more.Fran found that the mental state of the two children had improved, especially Artoria. She seemed to have figured out something. She broke away from the muddled state of the past few days, and her spirits became fuller day by day.

One day, Artoria found Fran, looked into Fran's eyes seriously, and said firmly word by word:

"Fran, I understand."

"I'm going to be king of England."