[Fate] queen

Chapter 100

"Our Sakura... has grown into a great beauty."

"But in my eyes, mother is always the most beautiful."

"Fool." Guinevere rambled, clasped her palms together, "I'll leave this to you."

Matou Sakura nodded, and took out the diamond ring from her palm.

After many years, it still has not been polished by time, and it still shines with soft and pure light, witnessing their love.

"I often wonder, is he taking revenge on my ruthlessness, that's why he left so fast?"

"That's not the case. Mom is such an idiot... He's just being self-willed and leaving first, waiting for you there."

So Guinevere let out a chuckle, and her clean eyes were filled with anticipation, and it seemed that even the sharp pain in her heart was relieved: "Then I can't keep my king waiting for a long time, that person... ...he'll complain."

Tears welled up in Matou Sakura's eyes, and big drops rolled down her face, but she still smiled and nodded.

"Sakura is so gentle..." Guinevere raised her hand with some difficulty, Matou Sakura obediently lowered her head when she saw this, she gently wiped away her daughter's tears, and smoothed her messy temple hair by the way, The eyes that stared at the other party were unusually gentle and tolerant: "Take care of yourself, Kariya will be counting on you."

"I will."

Guinevere slowly closed her eyes. She lived a very peaceful life, never tasted the taste of loneliness, and only filled with happiness echoed in her heart.

"I would like to work with you to create glory..."

The already late woman said this sentence again, her tone was full of soft smile.

As if savoring something worth cherishing, Guinevere was extremely quiet and gentle when she smiled, noble and elegant, with a special and unique beauty.

It's great to be human, to meet him, to be with him for a lifetime.

"... Has she left?"

Matou Kariya outside the door focused his eyes on Sakura, his voice was as gentle as ever, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.

"Well, Mom passed away very peacefully."

As the breeze blew past, the cherry blossoms blooming on the branches in the courtyard rustled down, and the wind chimes at the corner of the eaves seemed to be responding to something, making a pleasant light sound.

"That's right... that's good."

Matou Sakura sighed, said nothing, and walked to his side.

"Ah, by the way—the funeral has to be arranged."

As if thinking of something, Jiantong Yanye stood up tremblingly, as if sighing, but also as if nostalgic: "Oh, I never thought that that person would die too..."

Such a gentle person, Guinevere who likes to play pranks, actually left like this.

It feels like a dream.

"dad."

"I know what you want to say, Sakura."

Wrinkles climbed to the corners of his eyes and brows, and the already old man stared at his grown-up daughter with love in his eyes.

He said stubbornly:

"I won't be going to England again, this is our home."

The house Guinevere originally bought was transformed into a sturdy magic workshop by her. It was originally only a short-term residence, but she did not expect it to become a long-term home.

"..." Matou Ying held back tears, and said with difficulty: "I understand."

"Will life in the clock tower be hard?"

"No, the students are very interesting and cute, and they will annoy me with all kinds of weird questions every day."

"Yes, yes. You are a magician who has been praised by Gurney for your qualifications."

Matou Kariya nodded repeatedly.

Possessing the aptitude equivalent to a miracle, he has achieved remarkable achievements at a young age, which is completely different from people like him.

"If you're sad, just cry, Dad."

Matou Sakura helped him across the threshold, staring at someone's body with his father.

"Sakura, you..." Matou Kariya laughed, he shook his head, walked to the side of the bed, looked at Guinevere's peaceful face: "I'm not sad."

It is already an out-and-out miracle to meet each other, become family members, and support each other.

Matou Kariya didn't expect anything extravagantly.

"On the contrary, I am very happy."

The Holy Grail War is over, and no one who cares has been deprived of the right to laugh.

Aoi is very happy, Rin is very happy, Gurney and Sakura are also very happy, so Matou Kariya is happy enough.

Everyone is happy, and he can feel at ease.

This is already Matou Kariya's entire wish, but after so many years, he still has this small and ridiculous appearance.Ordinary and ordinary, not worth mentioning at all.

As Guinevere said, he is a man who can never be a hero.

Artorius opened his eyes, terribly weakened by the mortal wound.The sun was shining brightly, and he tried hard to express his wishes:

"—Bedivere, throw my holy sword into the lake."

"...King! Please think twice!"

Lifting the holy sword with great effort and delivering it to the knight, it was just such a simple move, but Artorius seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

"Are you going to prevent me from meeting the queen?"

With a slightly dark smile in a joking tone, every minute and every second of life is being taken away from the body by the god of death, and Artorius' vision is gradually invaded by darkness.

The pupils that could originally accommodate countless landscapes can no longer reflect any objects.

"king……"

Bedivere was heartbroken by this.

Why does God insist on depriving the king of his happiness as a human being?Such a cruel deprivation of His Highness the Queen, and such a miserable life!

"It's all right, go ahead. Do as I say, go through this forest and return it to—"

The man closed his eyes, and seemed to hear his wife's laughter and the good times spent with her again.

"Artorius, my king..."

...Is this a dream?

When the knight left and returned, Artorius, who had fallen into a light sleep, woke up again.

"You have fulfilled your mission well, Bedivere."

"Don't worry, Gladys is here. This country will survive well. I have already seen such a future in my dreams..."

The sun shines gently through the gaps between the leaves, covering the man.

"I don't know if Gurney will blame me for my waywardness. Until the end, she couldn't let her grow old in my arms."

But this time there was a good farewell, so it shouldn't matter anymore.

That's all Artorius asked for.

He saw his wife again, embraced her, overcome illness and suffering, did not let her be taken away by anyone, and truly spent his life hand in hand with her.

Despair and pain are resolved, and hope and happiness are ushered in.

King Arthur didn't know what he thought of, his eyes showed deep nostalgia and warmth, and a contented sigh escaped from his throat.

"A little, a little tired..."

The jasper-like pupils gradually lost their vitality and luster, and the ever-victorious king fell into a long sleep.

The king of knights who has been a soldier for a lifetime, has already fallen asleep peacefully.

Will there be her in this continuation of the dream?

Had a dream that was too long.

Guinevere on the Throne of Heroes seemed to have sensed something, and opened her eyes quietly in confusion.

He has already... went to Avalon, he chased his ideal land all his life.

In this way, you can feel at ease.

The surrounding scenery is always the same, freezing eternal time.With a thought, Guinevere replaced it with Camelot.

She stepped into a certain courtyard, approached slowly, and watched countless beautiful thistles in the garden bloom one after another, releasing their own fragrance at the same time.

——This is the "home" that is different from the court and truly raised the king.

He brought her here and accepted her into his family.

Why didn't you realize it at that time?Why is it so easy to be deceived?

His love is never false.

Such a fact made Guinevere feel very warm.

The fountain appeared in front of Guinevere again. Artorius once hugged her, stepped on the water, and laughed heartily.

They sat on the water, embraced and kissed, only had each other in their eyes, and spent countless good times hand in hand.

Let's pursue ideals together and create glory together.

Guinevere can now step on the water without falling in, and can even dance the whole dance, but here she is alone.

She spun lightly on the water, her wide skirt fluttered in the air, making the most beautiful arc and dancing the most beautiful melody.

The water drops penetrated Guinevere's body and fell into the pool, causing gentle ripples, making it extraordinarily crystal clear.

This dance, which was praised by her husband, can only be perceived by herself now.

Guinevere stopped dancing, looked down at her reflection, and slowly sat down on the water.Staring at the transparent water drops, she couldn't help smiling as she recalled the past.

The woman who was already a mother scooped up a handful of water, and with a relaxed and happy mood, she sprinkled them casually, and those drops of water immediately turned into a rain of flowers and fell down one after another.

She stood up, walked through the gurgling water, bathed in the fragrance of flowers, and bid farewell to the bright starlight.

There was an endless sea of ​​flowers in front of her eyes, and Guinevere jumped into that vain illusion, engraved an eternal formation, gathered her consciousness, and closed her eyes peacefully.

Her wish has been granted.

We will definitely meet again in our sleep.

Guinevere looked forward to it so much.

The holy gospel seemed to cover the earth once again, Guinevere fell into a deep sleep with a smile on the corner of her mouth accompanied by that gentle and magnificent voice.

In the dream, it seemed to be filled with supreme glory, the highest glory.

A familiar voice came from nowhere, distant and beautiful, clear and powerful, warm enough to make you cry.

"Come here, Guinevere, my queen, come to me quickly—"

"—Yes, my king."

The author has something to say:

To the glorious hero, may you never wither.

To my beloved Moon, thank you and goodbye.

Written in 2015

finally 2017