[comprehensive] my king is here

Half a month has passed since the battle in New York, and news came from Gideon that the prisoner who targeted Bau had been arrested, and Artoria and Kay could return to Virginia.

"I'm going back now," Kai said, looking unsatisfied with this trip, "I don't want to leave yet."

"Brother Kai, your students are still waiting for you."

"Don't mention this, it's like a nightmare, their qualifications are worse than yours." And they still refuse to work hard.

"..." Arturia, who was used to Kai's venomous tongue, just fell silent for a moment, and then said with a smile, "Brother Kai needs to be more patient."

"I'm patient, but it's better not to be too patient with everyone," Kai pointed out, "What's the matter with Moria?"

"It's Professor Moriarty." Artoria corrected her tirelessly.

"Okay, Professor Moriarty, what you say is what you say. How is he?"

Arturia: "His housekeeper Mr. has taken on the job of taking care of him, and I believe he will recover soon."

"Really?" Kai's eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything after all.

They went to Gideon's place first, and as expected, all members of Bau went out to work, and returned to their home after confirming that they couldn't see them.

It was a two-story villa with a small garden and a parking space. Although Gideon was only a sponsor for them and was not considered an adoptive father in legal terms, in Artoria's heart his status was no different from that of his father. Also live together.

That night.

"Artoria? Wake up, no, I should say open your eyes."

The warm wind brushed against her cheeks, and the warm sunshine made her feel comfortable and happy. She could hear the wind blowing through the soft green grass, and the green grass bent down, so she knew where it was.

She opened her eyes, here is her dream, his classroom.

"Here I am, Merlin, it's a good thing to hear your voice."

"Me too, Arturia."

"Hey, what are you going to study today?"

"There's no rush for this. Why don't you tell me what happened to you and what made you happy."

Happy thing?

Artoria talked about the psychiatrist on the plane to the mathematics professor she met on the university campus, from the aliens who invaded New York to the Avengers who fought to protect mankind.

"Do all these things please you?"

The pleasant voice continued, and Artoria, who was already sitting upright on the grass, shook her head.

"When I see humans without magical powers bravely standing in front of the invaders, I will be very happy, but I am sad when people with extraordinary intelligence ignore their own kind."

"Why don't you try to guide them? Future king, guide them as your people who have gone astray, you can."

"Guiding or something, I don't think I have such a talent. Everyone has a different personality. I like people who have a selfless personality, but it is wrong to impose your own preferences on others."

The Kingmaker was silent for a while, then laughed out loud, "I knew you would say that... Artoria, in school and in life, no one thinks you are weird?"

That kind of value that is definitely not human, that kind of rationality and intellect that is absolutely correct... People like correct things, but don't like things that are too correct. Once it is flawless like a mirror, it can reflect even minor flaws .

Not your own, but someone else's.

"That's not something I can control. Maybe when I mature a bit, I can satisfy everyone."

"Artoria, you can't please everyone," the magician thought of a good example, "unless you become one of those "geniuses", tell me, Artoria, you won't, will you? ?”

Of course, Arturia would not become like that, sitting alone in the empty stone room, the great magician thought while resting his chin.

He once wanted to teach Artoria to be a king like her father, aloof and abandoning people's hearts.Arturia killed herself at the moment of her choice. She did this without hesitation, but it was for the happiness of people.

You can't protect people with human emotions.

The magician who is locked in the stone and does not know the time occasionally thinks that if Artoria is more selfish and conceited, he will not exile himself out of regret.

"Is this the way for the future courses?" Artoria asked, "Merlin, you haven't appeared in front of me for a long time, and you haven't taught me swordsmanship, and how to be a king."

"You can already use the sword in your hand, I have nothing to teach you, as for the king's way..."

"I swear to God, you are filled with the qualities of a king."

Arturia opened her eyes and smiled towards the familiar ceiling. This was the first smile of the day. I hope today is a good day.

Gideon, the father of one of the family members, did not come back last night because of bau's work, and Kai, the second member of the family, had to go to work at the club early.

Artoria ate all the bread and milk on the table, and sometimes she was curious about Kai’s changes. He grew up with her, and they knew each other too well. Kai never cared about the work in the kitchen. In the past, even if Arturia was hungry for a day, he would only take out the cold bread in the kitchen to deal with it.

But now he knows how to grill tenderloin and fried eggs... Could it be that Merlin's experience is not only for her, but also for brother Kai?

Kai is not the Kai of his youth, but the Kai who has experienced too much, and did not even see the last side of the king in the battle of Jianlan.

Artoria didn't know about this. Although she was very puzzled, she trusted Brother Kai, no matter what happened, the other party would not hurt her.

Even all his changes are to protect her.

That being the case, I also want to be stronger.

With this in mind, Artoria ran to the attic, where there were a lot of fitness equipment, but Arturia just swung the sword.

"Today we have to make [-] swings."

The impoverished girl holds the heavy sword infused with lead in both hands, full of confidence.

It was almost noon when Artoria pushed open the door of the attic. After ample exercise, her footsteps were still brisk. The dull hair on the top of her head dangled with her movements, showing the master's happy mood.

After washing away all the fatigue from her body, she sat at the desk and recalled yesterday's dream. Most people would forget their dreams after waking up, but she would not.

Merlin taught her all in a dream. Wouldn't it be too sorry for her teacher to forget all of them as soon as she woke up?In the beginning, Merlin appeared in her dream, and her impression was indeed unclear, but not anymore.

Artoria regarded the teacher's words as treasures, and carefully wrote them down silently. In comparison, after coming to this world, Merlin seemed to praise her a lot.

Is it filled with the qualifications of a king?

I will definitely respond to your expectations.

Today's practice is not over yet, she mowed the lawn and cleaned the house up and down before going out for dinner, then went home and took a motorcycle to Middleburg in Lawton County.

Middleburg is only six blocks away and has a population of less than 1000, but that town is surrounded by the most beautiful horse farms, and the National Sports Museum Research Center for Horses and Field Sports is located there.

Maybe it's a little boring for most American students who love beach bands, but for Artoria, it's heaven.

Is there anything more joyful than being with a lovely horse under the blue sky and white clouds, blowing a comfortable wind?

Arturia, who didn't take care of the horses for a holiday, couldn't wait, even so, she slowed down and stopped when she saw the young man on the side of the road.

The young man looked at his mobile phone while walking, and occasionally stopped very anxiously, and this is a small road, with few vehicles coming and going - there is no doubt that he is a person in need of help, and Arturia can do it without intuition. come to this conclusion.

"Is there anything I can help?"

The young man was startled, and looked at her hesitantly. Artoria took off his motorcycle helmet and asked again. This time the young man stared at her blankly.

Arturia touched her face and smiled: "You will make me think that I have something to make people laugh."

"Uh...Sorry, I mean..." He turned his head for a while before facing her, as if she was the one who needed help, "What can you do?"

She shook her head and got off the motorcycle, "There are very few cars passing by here, do you need me to call a taxi company for you?" As she spoke, she glanced at the mobile phone in his hand that had no power and turned off automatically.

"No, I... I'll be there in a while."

However, the young man looked at the endless road, and his voice lacked confidence.

Arturia could also see it, but she didn't point out his lying behavior. This kind of white lie was understandable, he just didn't want to cause her trouble.

However, Artoria's (duo) behavior of helping (xian) people (shi) in (guan) will not stop because of this. She said: "If you don't mind, can you tell me your destination? We will also talk along the way. indefinite."

Since the other party doesn't want to call a taxi, she can take him there.

The young man didn't notice the meaning of her words at all, but looked at her and said subconsciously: "The University of Virginia has a public exhibition of nuclear tests..."

He came by car with his classmates, and then he was kicked out of the car by his classmates.

"I'll take you there," Artoria took out a helmet from the storage box, "I promise you won't be late."

"No, no, no..." The young man quickly waved his hands and pushed away the helmet, as if there was some kind of virus in it.

The girlish Arturia was not yet mature enough to calmly deal with rejection of her good intentions, she felt a little sad immediately, "I'm not a bad person."

"Eh?" Seeing that she misunderstood what he meant, the young man's face turned red. Just as he was about to explain something, the girl adjusted her expression and took out a certificate from her pocket, "This is my student ID card. Year 12 at Bishop High School."

The young man was ready for the girl who was rejected to throw him a slap in the face. Unexpectedly, things developed like this, and he also took out his backpack, "I'm Peter Parker, a 12th grader at Midtown High School. .”

The two showed each other their student ID cards, but both looked into each other's eyes.

"Okay, classmate Peter," Artoria said with a wrong finger, revealing the driver's license on the back of her student ID card, "get in the car."

"But, will this delay your business?" Peter still hesitated.

"Please don't be disturbed, please believe—"

she smiles.

"Helping you is the most meaningful thing I have done today."