[Comprehensive] King's Best Friend

Is this a dream...

Consciousness seems to be floating on the surface of the sea, ups and downs.A drowsy brain is like a slow-moving machine, unable to feed back the current situation anyway.

After struggling for an unknown amount of time, Arthur opened his eyes in a haze, and before he could see the scene in front of him clearly, he felt a chill that invaded his soul.

Cold—the lips, tongue, limbs, and even every difficult gasp are numb and cold.

He had only experienced this feeling once in his life.

As if he had vaguely realized something, Arthur slowly pressed his hand, which was about to lose consciousness, to his chest.

Then, without accident, he touched a burst of sticky and hot red.

That's his blood.

The blood flowing out from the deadly wounds kept bubbling, and the silver-white armor on his body lost its dazzling brilliance in the past, and was completely dyed a tragic bright red.

He used his sword to support his body, which was difficult to stand on. He looked up and looked around, and what he saw were broken halberds in the heavy sand, broken flags flying in the wind, and the ground blackened with blood.The wreckage of soldiers piled up as dead.

——The Hill of Sword Lane.

In an instant, from this extremely familiar scene, he recognized the battlefield in his memory.

This is the last battle of the King of Knights, Arthur Pendragon, and his final exit.

—Dream...

In a daze, he realized that this was not reality, but soon, this sobriety was overwhelmed by overwhelming exhaustion.

I'm so tired, I want to sleep...

The emerald eyes couldn't help but want to close them, but... no!

At the critical moment when he was on the verge of falling asleep, it was like a sudden needle pierced into his brain, and the pain made him struggle to maintain his final consciousness.

— There is a person...

——He wants to wait for someone...

Before seeing each other, absolutely, absolutely not...

"Found you, Al."

The sudden sound made Wang Wu, who had fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

The heart that was about to die started beating again and again slowly, but actually.

"teacher……"

Wang's lips moved, and he called out to the figure slowly approaching him.

The silver-haired hero who walked up to the front looked at the embarrassed, or tragic knight king, sighed lightly, and raised his hand to wipe the blood on the opponent's face.

It was Mayne who came.

Arthur sensed the action of the heroic spirit, and his brain could no longer respond, relying on the deepest obsession left in his instinct, he murmured subconsciously.

"It's enough... to see you at the end. In this way, I will..."

"So what?"

Mayne's movement of wiping the blood suddenly paused, and his magnificent purple eyes narrowed: "I will die without regret? Huh?"

Arthur: "..."

A coldness deeper than death instantly swept through every pore of Wang.

The hand holding the sword trembled when Wang himself didn't realize it. At the same time, his teeth snapped and he bit his tongue unexpectedly.

Arthur: "..."

The unfinished words came to an abrupt end.

Mayne looked away in satisfaction, and the dangerous aura dissipated.

He turned his head and looked at the surrounding scene with a slightly complicated expression: "I didn't expect the image in the depths of your soul to be here. You don't enjoy the glory of creation, but you are persistent in the most embarrassing moment-you are really with me!" Most kings are different."

"However, it is also expected."

A bunch of words fell down, Arthur's sluggish consciousness had no time to react, he raised his hand a little helplessly, as if he wanted to grab something.

But at the moment when he was about to touch the corner of the Heroic Spirit's robe, Wang suddenly caught a glimpse of his own blood-stained hand, and quickly retracted it awkwardly, holding the cold sword hilt again.

Afterwards, he maintained such a posture, like a golden retriever puppy lost at a crossroads, dazed and aggrieved: "Teacher?"

"...It seems that you haven't figured out the status quo."

Mayne supported his forehead with one hand, and his lips were pursed with a little helplessness.

He could tell that the person in front of him was confused and probably thought he was dreaming.

However, it is true to say that it is a dream.

This is the sea of ​​Arthur's soul, which can also be said to be the depths of consciousness.

And the Arthur in front of Mayne is the agglomeration of those missing emotions—sealed here with a command spell by afo, and has been lingering in the most unforgettable memory, drowsy and half asleep.

If you want to awaken King Arthur's emotions, you must completely awaken the condensate in front of you.

However, as far as the current situation is concerned, this guy is obviously convinced that "he was fatally injured and is about to die". Let alone regaining consciousness, it is already thankful that he can hold his breath and persist until now.

Mayne pondered for a moment, then said patiently: "Everything in front of you is an illusion, you should wake up, Al."

"..."

King Arthur blinked his eyes with difficulty, and the dumb hair on the top of his head struggled to stand up, but it fell down halfway.

Listless.

Sometimes, it doesn't mean that you can cheer up or overcome if you know it's fake.

The psychological barrier of Sword Lane Hill, coupled with the Command Seal, is really effective.

Mayne didn't intend to waste any more time.

—he drew the rapier from his wand.

How to make Arthur realize that he is not really going to die now, of course it is compared with the real thing.

"Real death is not such a casual thing."

"I'll remind you."

After saying this, the long-lost Camelot court magician "Love Classroom" officially started.

This is the first time Fujimaru Tachika saw King Arthur in a normal state.

The blond-haired and green-eyed king no longer had an unkind and cold indifference on his face, but a gentle smile that made people feel like a spring breeze, elegant and noble.

At the moment, he was sitting on the throne with his chin propped up, quietly looking at the silver-haired hero beside him who was flipping through something.

Even though the two didn't say anything, they seemed to be having a secret communication that no one knew about, and the deserted palace became warm.

Fujimaru Tachika thought that she just went to the garden with Young Jill, and there seemed to be quite a change here.

"You are the master of the teacher."

Noticing the girl who walked into the king's hall, Wang Weiwei was sitting up on the throne, and the sight she saw was flattering.

He said: "My subordinate has caused you trouble before, I am sorry."

Fujimaru Tachika was stunned for a while, before realizing later that what the other party was talking about should be about the destruction of Chaldea by the Lancelot regiment.

"I'm fine, Lancelot didn't hurt me, but..." Fujimaru Tatsuka scratched her cheek embarrassingly.

But on the side of Chaldea, it's inconvenient for her to talk about it.

"I see."

As if aware of the girl's concerns, Arthur lowered his eyelashes, and when he raised his eyes again, his expression was calm and firm: "If you don't mind, I hope I can join your team."

"?"

"It's literally, Master."

Mayne closed the small book in his hand, stuffed it back into Arthur's hood, and said unhurriedly: "Al will be our help in the future."

The recovery of the holy grail of the singularity is completed. In this case, if the heroic spirits of the singularity do not want to disappear, they have to find a new master to ensure their magical power in the world.

Based on some not-so-subtle thoughts, Arthur chose Fujimaru Tachika without hesitation for long.And if he chooses this way, the rest of the Knights of the Round Table will probably follow.Even the Sun King, Nito, and Young Gil who faced the same situation...

In fact, Mayne's guess was not wrong.

After the Knights of the Round Table and the Sun King had had enough trouble and came back here again, he took the opportunity to explain the matter.

"If Moses wants to go back to that Chaldea..."

Sun King's golden pupils looked at Fujimaru Tachika, and after a while, he suddenly said: "Okay, I agree!"

The Sun King's expression was sacred and majestic, but also with a little unrestrained interest: "Man of Shimmer, just as Yu said a long time ago, Moses approves of you, and I agree with you, so feel honored, and I will serve you. and the qualifications of a close friend."

"Serving or something... Hey, I don't want your serving, just keep me from being bored."

Mordred put his sword on his shoulder, and was very unhappy with a certain Sun King's speech. Then he thought about something, and added awkwardly: "There is still a task team, you...understand?"

Fujimaru Tachika: "...Understood." She took off her helmet to look at Mayne, she understood very well.

In addition, Young Jill who planned to follow Mayne all the time, the Flower Magician who appeared out of nowhere, Nitocris who followed the Sun King, and the rest of the Knights of the Round Table , also joined the team one after another.

As a result, the team that had always consisted of only Fujimaru Tachika and Mayne immediately ushered in a large wave of new members, growing stronger than 01:30.

"It's not easy to make offerings to multiple heroic spirits, so you don't have to force it, Master, and you can speak up if you have any questions." Mayne said seriously.

Fujimaru Tachika nodded obediently: "Okay."

She knew that these heroic spirits were all friends of Mayne, and Mayne would be happy if they could be together.

Occasionally, I also hope to do something for this heroic spirit who has been taking care of me. I originally agreed with such a simple purpose.

But one day later, when Fujimaru Tachika, Mayne, and a group of newly released followers returned to Chaldea, this human rescue mechanism, which had always been rigorous and quiet, suddenly exploded.

"!!!"

The masters who were wandering around Chaldea in hospital gowns and recovering, their eyes widened in disbelief: "In my lifetime, I actually saw a living five-star!?"

"...There is also a group of four stars, wait, does the one in the purple armor look familiar?"

"It's the servant who killed us, let me go, who brought this boss back?!"

"Go and call the director, where did this configuration come from?"

Some masters knew the real names of some of the servants in front of them through the spirit foundation, but they looked at the names displayed on the instrument, tremblingly covered their chests, and swallowed for a long time, but none of them dared to say it out.

When Olga Marie brought Roman over, what she saw was a group of masters who were as quiet as chickens, with their backs straightened as if they were undergoing a review.

And at the end of everyone's eyes, is...

"Roman, quickly verify their identities!"

Olga Marie couldn't help raising her voice, her fingertips trembling with excitement.

That is, a Servant of an unprecedented exceptional level, perhaps at the same level as Gilgamesh!

The pink-haired doctor who was named quickly swept across the strange heroic spirits surrounding Mayne, slapped the instrument without bowing his head, and then said in a poignant tone with a blank face——

"Target No. [-], Merlin, the top scumbag among magicians."

"Target number two, Arthur Pendragon, the king's size is equal to his appetite."

"Target No. [-], Ozymandias, developer of ancient Egyptian tombs."

"Target No. [-]..."

Olga Marie: "..."

Olga Marie: "Doctor, do you have a problem with them..."

"No." Roman smiled.

Olga Marie: I actually think the current doctors are a bit scary.

The author has something to say: Roman: Even if I’m locked up in a dark room for dozens of chapters, even if I keep losing contact with my best friend, even if my best friend makes other good friends outside, I’ll—end!Complete!No!born!gas!

An angry little sheep tried to make a super fierce cry: "Baa...!"