[Fate] queen

Chapter 52

King Arthur is dead.

The rebellious knight died.

All grievances ended in Kamran with a tragic death.

"Revenge witch, is this the future you want?"

"Yes."

As if convincing herself, the witch with pale lips showed a calm and crazy smile, overlooking the last scene of the country.

The knight drew his sword.

Imprinting the scenery of Camelot into his mind, Morgan slowly closed his eyes.

why--?

why.

As Morgan himself expected, no one can stop her revenge.Familiar faces disappeared one by one, and all the people she hated died-this was the long-awaited end of the grudge Morgan.

I originally thought that after I really waited for this result, I would be happy and happy. I thought that I would be extremely excited when I finally got this ending.

But why?

Why is it so regrettable, why is it so sad, at the moment when I learned that everything is over, all the hatred and anger disappeared without a trace, and even the persistent obsession with the throne that remained in my chest seemed to gradually fade away.

Seeing the world, the witch opened her eyes silently. The witch heard the abyss sneer coldly. The witch tasted the poisonous taste of pain.

Then the witch smiled suddenly.

Ahhhh, so it is.

It turned out to be the case.

It turned out that he was not indifferent to all this.

At this moment, she seemed to see again the girl who was still estranged from the king when she was newly married, but was willing to show an uneasy smile to herself, calling "Sister Wang" in a low voice, and the girl who scratched her when they met for the first time. Head, a foolish younger brother with a smile on his face.

and also……

And Mordred.

Even though the child was not born naturally, it was still... her child!

Forcibly bringing a life that shouldn't exist into this world, but failing to fulfill the responsibility of leading him to understand all things, until he was killed by himself—Morgan finally realized his guilt.

That is yearning for mother's love and longing for father's existence.That was a creature of fate, that was Morgan's son.

Morgan thought of the advice his sister Morgos gave him after seeing Mordred's birth: "Morgan, my sister, you will regret it. When that day comes, how can I bear to see you suffer... End That's all."

"I won't, of course I won't."

She said so swearingly that day, believing in herself from the bottom of her heart, ignoring her sister's sad eyes.

All of this was rejected by her with indifferent eyes.

Morgan can't count how many scenery he missed on this road of revenge.

"Looking forward to...?"

The vengeful witch had to smile wryly, the words left by Guinevere were like a curse, tightly imprisoning her.

What is there about her now that others can look forward to? All the beautiful and unyielding qualities she once possessed were destroyed by her own hands.

Even after revenge, what is left.

The monstrous hatred was finally resolved, but Morgan felt helplessly at a loss.

"Sir Alston, please don't—"

Accompanied by the knights, Gladys stopped a bloody fight in a timely manner when he arrived at the already tense area.

The blond girl looked at Morgan with a calm expression, and she couldn't see any emotional fluctuations. Although she liked to laugh like her parents, she couldn't show a warm smile when facing this woman at this moment.She said slowly: "I need to talk to her."

"You'd better not spare my life, my innocent Her Majesty the Queen." Morgan still showed an incomprehensible smile, and there was almost invisible expectation deep in his shallow pupils, and perhaps there was an eternal Han Bing: "You will never know how I will deal with you."

"Do you mean that you personally planned to murder my parents?" Gladys calmly pointed out the truth she knew well, but her eyes were extremely sharp: "I accept your challenge."

Morgan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked at her with a moving chuckle. She exaggeratedly wiped away the physiological tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, and asked more and more pointed questions: "You don't hate me? Don't you want my life? No To avenge your parents?"

"You ruined my home, of course I can't forgive you, but Britain is more innocent than me." The King of Britain said: "Keeping you is useful to Britain. Morgan, my aunt, this country needs you."

It was for such a reason, and it was for such a reason.

The girl who raised her head and looked at her in front of her was the new king of this country. She was only ten years old, her appearance was extremely immature, and her height was not as high as her waist. Did she already think so hard for the sake of Great Britain?

——Should I say that he is the child of those two people?After Artorius and Guinevere, is Gladys going to dedicate everything to this country?

What an innocent and stupid family.

Morgan slowly put away his exaggerated smile, and after a moment of silence, he said in a weak tone: "... Seeing you is like seeing your parents."

Gladys understood what she meant. She has been very keen since she was a child, and she has a unique advantage in cognitive understanding of other people's emotions, and she also knows the way to get along with different people.Although she is young, she is not the kind of confused king, but lives very clearly.So when she knew that the battle between her father and brother was inevitable, no matter how painful it was, she would not deceive herself, but took the initiative to reveal everything.

"Don't get me wrong, Morgan. My name is Gladys Pendragon, the only daughter of Artorius Pendragon and Guinevere Pendragon, the King of Britain. I used to call myself I swear by my name that I will never disgrace the name of King Arthur, and I will build this country better. But I am just a leader, and I will not make mistakes in grasping the general direction. I will push it appropriately and select talented people to entrust them with important tasks. That’s enough. They should be the ones who really want to dedicate everything to the country, the people, and even themselves. Of course, their own country needs to be governed by themselves. Isn’t it enough to see the tragedy of the savior? That’s not far away. Right now. Of course, the father is not wrong, and the mother is also the same, so why did it attract such strong dissatisfaction——the only thing wrong is this era that doesn’t need them.”

The harm caused by casualties to human beings is always far beyond everyone's imagination. After the war is over, we should stay away from the flames of war and develop ourselves in a timely manner. After the national strengths of politics, economy and military are developed together, who will underestimate Britain?Those young people around who once trampled on the British land will only be deeply afraid but dare not commit crimes.

Facing Morgan's shocked eyes frankly, the young king thought calmly, her blue eyes contained a smile, and a faint luster flowed, as vast as a clear sky.

After becoming a king, countless burdens were almost overloaded on the girl's immature shoulders. Gladys is growing rapidly. What she sees is completely different from the past, and her thoughts are all related to national interests. things.

"When this country also no longer needs me, that is the time limit for my abdication. Until then, this country will continue to be guarded by me. The stone wall I built outside is not framed. "

Indeed, when this young king came to the throne, he did say that speech will always be free here. If you have any complaints, please go to the stone wall erected outside the palace. You can express your proposals. With rebuttals written in full, she doesn't want a repeat of what happened during King Arthur's time.Or maybe it was because she didn't want to do everything by herself and deprive her subjects of their rights.

Although the girl is still very immature and immature, and the questions she thinks of are not comprehensive, but perhaps from now on, Britain will usher in a truly stable era.

"If your parents can think the same way, maybe...it will be much easier."

Gladys asked with a smile, "No one can be them... But wouldn't you hate them even more?"

Morgan couldn't answer, but she finally figured out the inconsistency.

"I see, your attitude is so strange—Gladys, you hate this country, you hate Great Britain."

Gladys smiled, and met the other party's probing gaze without avoiding it: "Has anyone ever said that? Morgan, you are very sharp."

The witch narrowed her eyes meaningfully, and there was no emotion in her voice, "Your mother said so that day."

"You really understand each other..."

Gladys laughed out loud when he saw Morgan's tangled toothache showing a weird expression.

"Yes, I hate Britain and love it at the same time."

The Britain that took her parents away, the Britain that raised her.People she hates live here, and people she loves live here.Gladys hated her, but loved her so much.

"Great Britain needs you, you know this country better than I do. So I won't let you die easily, you took my parents with your own hands, wouldn't that be too cheap for you? Because you are their sister, they will Trust you easily, but I won't."

What an absurd thing this is, Morgan thought.

Hating the king of his own country but having to bear it, from a certain point of view, Gladys really resembles the woman she killed.

"You and your mother...really alike. Do you remember Mordred, Gladys."

The Queen of Britain nodded wordlessly.

"He has visited you many times."

"I know, and the king also knows, and he didn't stop it."

Gladys has tried her best to accept the reality calmly, but every time she thinks of her dead parents and brothers, she is in great pain, wishing to destroy everything, the first to bear the brunt is Great Britain.Unfortunately, reason repeatedly stopped her.She always realizes the sad truth as quickly as possible—no one will come back.

There was dense pain in the chest again, and the girl's tone at this moment was also particularly heavy.

"I know Maude likes me very much, and I like him very much. But he owes my mother a life, and this is a debt he must repay, and he must use his life to offset it." Gladys paused, as if Unable to bear it, the words that came out were more like sighs than statements: "Also——to keep you, this is Mordred's wish. You gave him life anyway, Morgan, and he no longer owes you what."

"He didn't owe me anything at all."

Being able to have such a calm conversation with King Arthur's daughter without any maneuvers and calculations, even Morgan could not have imagined it before today.She instigated her son to commit an unforgivable sin, which tormented him all the time, and would eventually pay for it with blood.She forced her child to a dead end and pushed her relatives into the abyss of destruction with her own hands. When will she be able to pay off this crime?

Everyone knew that she was the mastermind behind the scenes, but for a mother who was not a mother at all, Mordred took the initiative to bear all the responsibilities.

He is such a good boy.

"How many times can your family of three surprise people?"

"Then keep your eyes open and watch carefully, Morgan—" Gladys cast a glance, raised his head confidently, his eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, "I will surprise you forever."

Morgan's light-colored pupils trembled slightly, as if relieved or relieved, he laughed softly.

"Then I really have to look forward to it."

After a moment of silence, Morgan suddenly said, "Your mother is a stupid fool."

"Uh?"

Gladys looked at her in surprise, as if she didn't expect to hear such a sentence from her mouth... It's not so much a criticism, it's more like a rebuke of hatred.

"She once said that you will not be the second me. At that time, I thought she meant that Mordred could not successfully seize the throne, so I didn't pay attention to this sentence. I just thought it was extremely ridiculous. Only now did I gradually understand What does that sentence mean?"

Even if the throne is stolen by his brothers, even if his heart is filled with hatred, Gladys Pendragon will never be blinded by hatred and make a big mistake, becoming the second Morgan Lefey Pendragon.

Almost blindly believing that her daughter can become a proud woman, and full of expectations for her future, this is Guinevere as a mother.

"It's my sin to make her absent from your life."

Gladys pressed her chest, the trust and warmth from her mother filled the girl with an almost sour sense of happiness.

"Yes." She said with a sigh, "so I will never forgive you."

That's good.That's good, Morgan thought.

All the suffering and pain will pass, as long as we continue to bear that guilt, we will definitely win the future.

She looked into the distance, and the city of Camelot, which was bathed in the sun, was still thick and steady, as if it had never changed, and it would indeed stay here forever, and countless ups and downs were staged by people who watched the city.

The bard carried his qin on his back, and spread the immortal legend to all parts of the world. The wind outside the city of Camelot blew softly, as if playing an ancient ballad.

An era ends here, and an era begins here.

The author has something to say:

To the glorious age you created, and the unfinished Utopia.

In 12, when I was writing the first generation of tutoring, I found it when cleaning up Weibo a few days ago, and it is surprisingly appropriate to put it here.

Written on 2016.6.12