The Troubles of the Holy Maiden [Comprehensive]

The beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes was sitting on a rattan rocking chair, holding a book in her hand, but her eyes did not fall on the book, but quietly looked at the little girl dressed as a boy in front of her.

Fulan parted her red lips lightly, and asked, "Have you made up your mind?"

Artoria nodded firmly.

With a sigh, Fran then asked, "Then what kind of king do you want to be?"

Arturia was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Fran, can't you teach me?"

Fran responded honestly: "I have never been a king, and even if I have, I can't teach you. Every king's way of kingship is different, and you don't need to learn from others. Your way of kingship requires you to think about it yourself. Feel it, explore it yourself."

"Because the king is lonely."

Arturia lowered her head in thought, and Fran quietly watched her think.

After a while, Arturia raised her head and said, "I don't have much experience, but I think the knight's virtues are what I agree with, humility, honesty, compassion, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, and spirit."

Artoria straightened up, raised her head, and chanted loudly: "

I will be kind to the weak;

I will bravely fight against the power, and go forward without hesitation;

I will fight against all wrongs and defend justice;

I will fight for those who say defenseless;

I will help anyone who asks me;

I will not harm innocent women;

I will help my brother knight;

I will treat my friends sincerely;

I will die with the one I love. "【1】

Arturia finished the recitation and concluded, "I want to be a king with chivalry."

Fran looked at Artoria in admiration, and murmured repeatedly: "Knight, king?" She silently thought, 'What a noble and innocent idea. '

Then he asked: "So, what's the difference between the King of Knights and the Knights?"

Artoria replied: "The knight is responsible to the monarch, and the knight king is responsible to the entire kingdom." Then she said: "The king is lonely. He alone bears the fate of the entire kingdom and all its citizens."

Through Artoria's blue eyes, Fran seemed to see her life full of thorns, full of responsibility, glorious but heavy.

Fran raised her jade hand lightly, took Artoria's hand and put it on her chest, and said softly: "Remember your current thoughts and this feeling, it will help you heal your hard work and help you Through stress and hardship."

After that, Fran looked at Lancelot who was hiding behind the pillar, and asked, "What about you? Lancelot. Do you have any ideas?"

A little boy with dark hair came out and looked at the two of them.

After being silent for a while, Lancelot looked at Arturia and said, "If Al wants to become king, I am willing to be a knight loyal to you." He paused, as if mustering up his courage, and said loudly: "I will protect you and Miss Fran." He looked at Fran again and said seriously, "Miss Fran, I will protect you with my life."

Fran was amused by the children's oath, and responded: "Okay, okay, first of all, you two have to learn how to be a qualified knight first, don't you? Then I know what to do next, you guys You can do some basic knight exercises first, moderate exercise and exercise, and leave the rest to me."

A few days later, a blond wizard in a black cloak entered the palace to meet the new king Futigeng. He was holding a staff, his expression was gloomy and indifferent, and his whole body was wrapped in a thick black robe.The guards knew the special status of these wizards in the new dynasty, so they easily released the notification.

The new king Futiser received the wizard in the hall.Although the new king and the former king are brothers, they are very different in appearance alone.The former King Uther was a typical blond rough guy, tall and tall with a neat beard. He was cheerful and good at swordsmanship. He often competed with the knights under his command and hunted with swords. He would also take the little prince with him. He was a man who advocated bravery. .

And this King Futi Geng had dark hair and pupils, and his complexion was a little pale. He looked gloomy and melancholy, with high raised cheekbones, and thin lips pursed, looking a bit mean.Although he sat high on the throne, he looked like a piece of ice that could not be melted away, as if getting the throne and being the supreme king did not make him any happier.It is said that he is also a master of swordsmanship. Although he has never been able to compare with his elder brother, he is still counted in the king's city. But now because of his obsession with black witchcraft, his body is covered with a cold and dark magic aura.

The blond wizard walked up to the throne and bowed respectfully to the new king.

"Respected King Futigeng, Frankenstein, the wizard of the north, sends his greetings to you."

Futigeng nodded arrogantly, and responded: "So, wizard, what do you ask for an audience?"

The wizard stood up straight and responded to the new king.

"I came here and brought what the king needs, and hope that the king can fulfill his promise to the dark wizard in the north."

Futigeng squinted his eyes and asked, "If my memory doesn't deceive me, Frankenstein, you are not in the group of wizards I recruited."

The wizard rolled up his sleeves and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Although I have not had the honor to participate in your great event, I can provide you with what you need most."

Fu Ti Geng replied with a sarcasm: "Oh? What do I need now?"

The wizard smiled slightly: "You should have received the prophecy from the witch Davel, the holy sword will return to the hands of the red dragon in England."

"You!" Hearing this, Fu Tigeng stood up suddenly, his expression became a little scary.But then he calmed down again and sat back.

"Please don't get me wrong, I'm here to help you. I think this thing can help you stabilize your throne." After finishing speaking, the wizard handed a parchment scroll to the side attendant, asking him to give it to the king.

The king opened the scroll and saw the content, his pupils shrank for a moment.He closed the scroll and asked calmly, "What do you want?"

The sorcerer bowed and replied respectfully: "Please rest assured, I will not open my mouth like a lion. In fact, I just want a place to stay and enough status to facilitate me to build a mage tower and do research."

As he spoke, he signaled his followers to open the box they were carrying. Inside was a whole box of gold and jewels.He went on to say: "I can follow the normal procedure, hoping to get a piece of territory that is not barren."

A few days later, a dark wizard from the north exchanged a chest of gold jewels and a witchcraft for the ruling right of a small territory in the south of England, and became the new lord there.

Fran took Artoria and Lancelot into the carriage out of the city, and headed south with the hired guards.

In the carriage, Artoria held Fran curiously and asked, "Fran, where are we going?"

Fran responded with a smile: "Go to a place that can be the starting point of your great career."

Arturia blushed and pouted, "Really, Fran, don't laugh at me."

The two children who had never been out of Wangcheng were very curious about where they were, and kept looking through the windows, but what they saw was sparsely populated, lush woods and fields.

The carriage moved very slowly, and the hired knights were nothing more than militiamen with weapons, the kind with ordinary aptitude to work with money.But the two children still looked at these knights with interest and were happy to chat with them.

In the evening, the convoy stopped to rest. For the convenience of driving the horse-drawn carriage, their convoy took the main road. The journey was slower, but the safety was higher.Although safer than taking a shortcut, you still have to beware of predators and some magical creatures that hunt at night.So once night falls, they don't hurry, but park the convoy on the side of the road to set up camp.

Fran looked at the slanting red sunset in the west, was engulfed by the endless fields, and thought of the time of encountering the devil for no reason.After a while, I felt that my nerves were too sensitive, and there was no bad smell around, and the detection magic I released was not touched.

The convoy set up a campfire, and everyone gathered around the fire and had a simple dinner.The two children were still unwilling to rest, and were doing basic chopping exercises with small iron swords that were not sharpened.

Fran leaned against the tree and looked at the starry sky. Except in the game, she had never seen such a clear and beautiful starry sky in the real world.

Suddenly, Artoria's voice sounded softly: "Lancelot, what's wrong with you? Are you sleepy?"

Fran suddenly became vigilant and looked at Lancelot. The child's sword fell to the ground, and he fell into a drowsy sleep.A burst of drowsiness suddenly hit Fran, and Fran woke up suddenly. There was a weak magic fluctuation, and her magic resistance woke her up.Turning around again, the guards were already lying down, and even Artoria couldn't bear it and fell asleep.

Fran called out her staff, waved a wind blade and hit the trunk of a big tree in the distance. There was a deep mark on the trunk of the big tree, but it didn't break. There was a noise, and the leaves fell one after another.

Fran held the staff in her hand and said coldly in that direction, "Your Excellency, are you still coming out?"

"Oh, oh, I didn't expect to meet a comrade here!" With a somewhat frivolous male voice, a tall figure walked out from behind the big tree.

It was a male mage, tall and slender, with silver-white mid-length hair, and a light complexion all over his body. He looked a bit like the white elves in Fran's original game world.He was wearing a white mage's cloak and holding a strange black staff. He looked very handsome, but the frivolous smile on his mouth made people feel inexplicably unhappy.

As the man approached Fran, he said, "Well, well, don't be so vigilant, I don't mean anything malicious."

Fran sneered slightly, and responded: "There is no malice, and you will put sleeping magic on a group of ordinary people. Do you believe this kind of statement, succubus?"

The male mage was stunned for a moment, then continued to smile and said, "Oh, oh, what a great fellow mage, very sharp. But I guessed wrong, I'm not a succubus."

Fran said slowly and softly: "Sorry, I didn't make it clear. After all, it's half human and half succubi, half human and half demonic, half magical and half natural. I don't know what to call such a life form."

The smile of the mage on the opposite side disappeared instantly, and the whole portrait changed into an indifferent, cold and inorganic substance like a person.He looked at Fran coldly, and asked, "What about you? A traveler of time and space, can't be regarded as a human magician at all?"

Fran smiled lightly at his questioning: "I'm not human." Then he said coldly: "I know your purpose, it's for Artoria. I feel your magic power in her body Volatility and unnaturalness, what do you want to do, use her as a pawn in your participation in human history?"

The mage smiled again: "Why? I like humans the most, and I just want to help her complete her mission."

Fran glanced at the frivolous mage coldly, and responded: "Don't be delusional, I won't let you take her away, for a person like you who is out of the world, she can't bear your love." .She will do what she wants to do, choose the path she wants to go, not the future you arranged with the mentality of playing games."

The mage pouted willfully, and said, "Then, we just can't agree."

The two people facing each other stared at each other, and they both clenched their staffs tightly, and the battle was imminent.