Artoria the Big Liar

Moreover, that monk can project a holy sword.It is impossible for a domestic cat who grew up indoors to dream of wild scenes, and it is impossible for a magician who uses projection magic to project unfamiliar weapons.Then, the master of that monk must be the holder of the holy sword.Combined with the monk's explanation of the "King of Eternity", it is almost clear who the Holy Sword Envoy is.

Still holding the ice-cola in her hand, the witch's eyes widened in disbelief: "...Ah? Is it you from the future?"

"It doesn't necessarily have to be me, maybe it's a parallel universe, maybe it's a replica made of me. Who made that guy's appearance unobstructed? If I can't even guess this, I've been unifying Britain died because of the betrayal of the surrender... Well, it may not necessarily die, it will be much more difficult after all."

"But... this guess is too... too outrageous?"

"Then tell an even more outrageous story?" I closed my laptop, put it on the sofa, and said quietly: "In a long, long time in the future, maybe 2 years later, human beings will enter the space age. One day, the real universe was invaded by forces from other universes, and the intruders were a group of dimensional demons. At the same time as the invasion, the dimensional demons made a lot of noise within the Milky Way, which completely interrupted the connection between the planets. Originally The united human beings were forced to be divided in units of planets. At that time, as the prophesied 'King of Eternity', I was awakened to reunify the earth as in the past, restoring the broken connection and regaining the lost planet, fighting against dimensional demons... probably this is the story."

The witch blinked her eyes, her golden pupils showed no surprise: "Is this outrageous? Why do I think it's not so outrageous after hearing what you said? After all... how should I put it, I feel that you really Can you do this kind of thing? Well... Indeed, I think you can do it. Mordred, Merlin, and Morgan should also think you can do it."

"...Am I that powerful in your eyes?"

"Much better than this. You are Arthur, you are omnipotent. There is nothing you can't do in this world... How does that semi-mechanical thing judge you... Uh, the philosopher king? I don't Knowing the meaning of this word should be a good evaluation, right? You know so many things, and you learn things so quickly, you have conquered most of Europe in a few years. You also have the mysterious protection of Britain, and you are protected by the Holy Sword and The holy gun is double recognized, even if history no longer exists, it is still being sung by people... Think about it carefully, your life is actually quite outrageous, right?"

After gulping down the Coke, the witch hiccupped before continuing: "You are different from those traditional emperors, very different... other emperors regard their subjects as slaves and the people as worthless, but you don't, you I don't even feel that my blood is noble, even if you are a dragon. If anyone can do that kind of thing, I really can't think of anyone else except you..."

"If this is my future, I will definitely refuse—Wang or something, let others do it."

"What if no one else can do it but you?"

"...How is it possible. There are existences more suitable to be a king than me, and there are as many stars in the sky in history. Besides, human beings themselves can also save the world, and there is no need for retired ancient people like me to worry about it. "

I do think so, because it must be.

I lack determination and perseverance. I have only been a king for more than ten years, but I can't bear the burden and want to rest.

Want me to dedicate myself to mankind for 2 years like the "Emperor" in that story?Even sitting on the golden throne for 1 years, even the body will be corroded?

Forget it... After all, I am just an ordinary person, not a great existence in religious myths who regard the suffering of the world as their own suffering.I sure can't hold on.For me now, it would be nice to be able to keep the happiness I already have-if human consciousness or something like that requires me to do this, I will definitely strike, sabotage, dereliction of duty, and then sit back and watch everything be destroyed.

Just like my real father, Vortigern, let the end come early.

"By the way, Arthur, who is that dimensional demon?" the witch asked again.

"I don't know. And that kind of existence, even if you know it, it's meaningless... Take a step and look at it."

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, anyway, I am not in a hurry, it is my enemies who are in a hurry.

I'd better continue to enjoy my high school life, my love journey with the witch, and the rare relaxation with Mordred... As for saving the world, let's leave it to the real "savior"!

Chapter 32: King Arthur's Love History (4K6)

When it was close to eleven o'clock, Mordred finally returned home after shopping for groceries.

Yes, after experiencing these things, I no longer regard this place as a rental accommodation, but a real home.

Only a place like this can be called home if you have your beloved children and your beloved lover.

Because I am the most important family member, I didn't hide anything from Mordred, and I told the whole experience just now, including my own conjectures.

This matter was too bizarre, and Mordred was at a loss when he heard it, unable to analyze why.After all, although she has received the best education, she is ultimately not experienced enough to disassemble, analyze, and then use her own mental model to understand things.

"Is that so..." After thinking for a while, Mordred's tone was slightly regretful: "If Merlin is still there, she should be able to guess something, right? She is the strongest and most powerful magician."

"But Merlin is not here. Therefore, we can only rely on ourselves." I added.

Sitting backwards in the chair, Mordred, as usual, rested his elbows on the back of the leather chair, looking at me sitting on the sofa.

She thought for a while, hesitated for a while, and finally said what was in her heart, instead of suppressing those thoughts in her heart like ordinary teenagers and girls: "...Speaking of it, Father Wang has thought about it. Can you contact mother and Merlin?"

"If they want to come, they can come and find me. Did I say that before?"

"But I always feel..." Mordred didn't say what he felt, but instead asked: "Could it be that the father doesn't want to face them? It's like this in TV dramas, comics, and novels. People who are loved by many people often don't want to face those feelings because they have no way to make a choice... Is this the case with Father?"

"...No. If they really don't come, they probably don't want to face me?"

I'm not a scumbag or a scumbag, how could it be possible【*^

Mordred was inexperienced, so there was another long silence.

My eyes were on the laptop screen, but my mind went back in time.

The past is like smoke, but now things have changed.

I've let go of a lot of things after Kamran's death, but those who are still alive haven't.

They were wrapped in their own sins, unable to breathe, unable to speak, and allowed their feelings to rot in their hearts.

In the Paradise, Morgan hugged me and remained silent for a long time.Merlin sat aside, not daring to look directly at me, and kept silent.Guinevere, as the story records, spent the rest of her life in remorse as a nun in the monastery.The knights who left the round table either died or confessed their "sins" in the monastery.

The story of Albion has disappeared in the long river of history. If Merlin hadn't written his autobiography and "History of the Kings of Britain" under the guise of "Jeffrey of Monmouth", the lost things will finally usher in a complete era. To be annihilated, not to be remembered, not to be written and recorded by Aksha—to be honest, I would rather this past not be recorded.

The silence will eventually be broken.

And the one who broke it was Mordred himself.

"I wanted to ask you a lot before. You said that your mother and Merlin did too much to you. What exactly are they?"

"It's all in the past. It doesn't make sense to talk about it now." I was prevaricating.

"Uh... Father, I'm just curious..."

"Arthur, I'm curious too!" The witch's eyes lit up with excitement, as if it was her nature to gossip. "Let's talk about it! Anyway, it's over, so it's okay to say it again? The person involved is not here, so it's possible that they are still eavesdropping?"

I moved my lips, wanting to retort "Maybe they're really eavesdropping now", but thinking of Morgan's character, if she was eavesdropping and peeping, I couldn't help it yesterday.So... you shouldn't be eavesdropping, right?

Still, digging into the past gave me some hesitation: "You guys really want to know?"

"I really want to know!" "Well... a bit."

Seeing that the Witch and Mordred had this reaction, I felt helpless. I closed the laptop again, leaned my back against the sofa, stroked my forehead with the back of my right hand, and began to try to recall and summarize what happened in the past.

"Let me think about it... For Morgan, there are probably three things."

"Three? There are so many?" Mordred said in surprise.

"Only three?" The witch was also surprised. "With that person's character【)%

I coughed twice to cover up my embarrassment, and then slowly recounted the past: "The first time, before the crusade against Vortigern, she used magic to confuse me and treat me... Anyway, that's how it was, she didn't know me at that time. Maybe it was a spur of the moment? However, that was indeed the starting point of everything. At that time, her nominal husband was still there, and her adopted son and daughter had all grown up..."

"Ah, this..." The child was obviously frightened.

"This love is really crazy..." The witch had an expression of "as it should be".

"The second time, she learned who I was, because she thought she was the king of Britain, and at a palace banquet, she added poison to my wine glass. She understood my ability, and knew that all poisons It can't hurt me. So, the poison is not fatal, but will fall into a deep sleep forever. I have never drank alcohol in my life, and I will never drink it on any occasion. I have escaped a disaster... Later, a soldier accidentally drank This glass of wine, she pretended not to know anything, detoxified, and this incident was over... It was a long, long time before I learned from her that she was the initiator of this incident. "

"Mother, she... she actually..." The child was frightened again, and her perception of Morgan was probably about to be reshaped.

"Hmph! As I expected, it turned out to be just such a woman." The witch concealed her guilt and fear with belittling.

The contrast between the two of them is too great, and I couldn't help complaining: "You guys who sing together, do you want to perform mancai (Japanese cross talk) in front of me?"

"Cough... another time? What was the last time?" the witch asked impatiently.

"The third time...the third time is the most unbearable for me. When Mordred was one year old, she put a poisonous snake beside your bed. It's just that you can get along with the poisonous snake, You escaped a catastrophe. When you were two years old, you were walking outside with your swordsmanship teacher, and she summoned the owlbear to attack you. You killed the owlbear, and only you survived to let it go ..."

"Mother... ever wanted to kill me?" The child's eyes widened, and he couldn't even finish his sentence.

I somewhat regret that I have said these words outright.

But, after all, it has been said, I can only find a way to explain and make up.

"I can forgive them for hurting me, I can forgive their killing intent, but I can't bear it no matter what, their attempt to hurt you-even if they claim that when you grow up in the future, you will end my life, You will completely destroy Albion, and I can't bear it no matter what... However, when you grew up, this feeling disappeared, so you forgave them. As for whether they forgave themselves... It seems that they did not Way to forgive."

"...that temptress Merlin also wanted to kill the king father!?"

Sure enough, the more you say, the more wrong you say, the more wrong you say.

Before I knew it, I had said too many things I shouldn't have said.

I let out a heavy breath, but the pot broke and fell - anyway, it's all in the past.

"Of course. Many people have tried to kill me, and they did. Probably more than half of the Knights of the Round Table—the most dangerous one was Lancelot's time, when he almost succeeded. That's right... tyrants are like this. They are feared and hated by others. I need to keep explaining and proving so that they can understand me a little... It's not really understanding? After all, everyone in the Knights of the Round Table retired. Those who retired, those who went to the monastery, in the end there were not many left."

After a pause, I felt a bit off topic, and I continued: "...In short, the situation at the time was like this—because Merlin's prophecy had some deviations, the nature of King Arthur was not light, but darkness. She was afraid that Britain would appear again. A Vortigern, just based on this, tried to strangle me at night... Then she lost and was captured by me instead. I talked to her a lot, promised her a lot, and she reluctantly agreed to be I got my chancellor—however, until I defeated Vortigerm and fulfilled my promise, she did have a hard time looking at me."

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"It's not the same... It's troublesome to explain. Mysterious things are very troublesome, and it's hard to explain in words."

I myself don't quite understand what's going on, and I still can't figure out why I looked like a normal King Arthur in the Holy Grail War, but I became Vortigern's version when I arrived in Britain. Naturally, I can't explain it at this time.

Then, probably because the spirit of gossip was activated, Mordred continued to ask about my past.

"Then... what about Guinevere? She has a very bad relationship with her father, and in the end..."

"I killed her father. Because her father, King Liao Dekuan, would neither surrender nor make any diplomatic compromises, no matter what conditions I offered, he had been stubbornly resisting. After that, in order to unify Britain The power of her, I formed a political marriage with her, it can be regarded as a way of compromise, at least the nobles are willing to cooperate... So, her hatred for me is the strongest. This hatred can not dissipate until the end ...Don't you know? Before Kamran, she spread the rumor that you forcibly married her. Even I knew about this rumor, and it was also one of the sources of that battle."

"So, so...they only..."

"Only Guinevere is like this... According to Morgan, it was not long after you were born. For some reason, she became normal, and there were no crazy thoughts in her mind. But... how should I put it, after calming down She is much scarier than before. She made the decision to assassinate you based on reason, without leaving any flaws. I searched for many years, but I couldn’t find anyone who wanted to harm you until a long time later—— It must have been shortly after you became a Knight of the Round Table—that you confessed to me what happened in the past. She had complicated feelings for you, and she corrected her attitude later, and she was barely a qualified mother, so I didn’t pursue it further. You Don't worry too much about it, now that the matter is over and she is not here, I can explain it clearly to you, and there will be less trouble in the future."

Mordred was silent for a long time.

That's when I realized that I never said these things.

After all, she didn't even realize Merlin's feelings for me, and only got a little understanding of the inside story because of me.

Although today's words will not overthrow the things in memory, reshaping cognition is inevitable.

And what about the witch?She was also silent, but judging by her relaxed expression, she probably just felt that she didn't need to know more.

After about 3 minutes, Mordred finally continued to ask questions.

"...Where is that temptress? When did she fall in love with the father?"

"Merlin's words... I really don't know, anyway, on the night before going to Rome, she explained her feelings to me tactfully... very tactfully, it was like guessing a riddle... probably because there was a strong feeling in her heart." Are you guilty? If there is one of the three of them who can't forgive herself the most, I think it should be Merlin."

After a pause, I smiled softly, and continued: "Anyway... After so many years, I actually thought about it a long time ago. As long as you can grow up properly and healthily, those things will be revealed like turning a page. It’s over. It’s just that they can’t get over the hurdle in their hearts, they can’t forget what they have done, they can’t forgive themselves, and they even feel that it is their own fault, which makes things turn out like this. Actually... Forget it, I I don’t quite understand what they think, it’s just that.”

If I knew what they were thinking in their hearts, I wouldn't be judged as "ignorant of people's hearts".

Suddenly, Mordred stood up.She moved in a hurry, and the chair legs rubbed against the ground making a lot of noise.

She looked serious and solemn, and bowed deeply to the witch.

"...I'm sorry, witch, I want to apologize to you."

"Ah? Why are you apologizing to me?" The witch looked puzzled.

"I thought they..." Sure enough, Mordred still couldn't speak, he paused for five seconds, and then continued: "Sure enough, it's the one my father likes the most, which is the best. I said before that you are not as good as mother and the others." Three people, this is wrong, and it is very wrong...I hope you can forgive me for my wrong remarks."

"You don't need to apologize, really... In short, you sit down first, don't bow to me, it's quite embarrassing for me." The witch curled her lips, and then explained: "Actually, I'm similar to them, right? At first I was really annoyed, very angry, and my mind was full of insidious schemes, and I was almost about to implement them. But... Well, I am still a little different from those people, at least I have changed my mind. And Arthur Not bad for me, unlike Guinevere who has a deep hatred, unlike Merlin who is full of suspicion, unlike Morgan who regards Arthur as a thief who stole the throne... If I were in their position, I don't know what I would do Foolish things happen, and then spend the years that follow in solitary remorse, unable to forgive myself for my actions."

"So, Mordred, I don't want to be a king." I said regretfully. "Placing inappropriate people in inappropriate positions is the result. If I wasn't the king, I wouldn't have to force myself to make those decisions, wouldn't it be much better? Not right...No one can say these things Clear." After a pause, I cleared up my emotions, and then continued: "Jeanna doesn't like King Arthur, but only Arthur. This is what makes her different from everyone else."

"It can only be blamed for their unlucky luck, for there is no destiny?" The witch looked smug, and her tone was even slightly mocking. "Who told them not to think carefully and make the worst choice? Now that they are in this situation, it is entirely their own fault!"

If Morgan was really peeking, he must be so angry that his lungs would explode by now, right?

However, there is still no response here, which means that she is really not watching.

After chatting so much about gossip, I think it's enough, so I decided to personalize what happened this morning.

To appease them?To appease myself?In any case, my thoughts and thoughts are certain—

"That's why it's fine for others to talk about the 'eternal king' or something, but you must not take it seriously. In my current state, I really can't become a king. I can be an ordinary person, and I will go to school every day in the future , go to work, do something I like in my spare time, and just live peacefully like this, I am very satisfied. Saving the world, becoming the "Emperor" who guides mankind, etc., let the truly great people do it... ..."

Chapter 33: Talks among patients

(This chapter is in third person)

In the paradise stands a tall chalk-colored tower, nearly [-] meters high, with a beautiful enamel blue spire.

The tower has two sub-towers connected to the main tower by a bridge.The larger sub-towers rotate at a fairly rapid rate, making one revolution every 5 minutes.The smaller sub-towers are exactly one hour, as accurate as an atomic clock.

With the tower as the center, the pink flowers spread out to the end of the horizon.The fragrance of flowers overflows to the sky and the distance, creating a sweet and beautiful world.Leprechauns live happily here, feeding on nectar, and they are about the size of a hummingbird.

No matter how many times you look at it, the beautiful scenery here will never make you bored, because it is a beauty that does not exist in reality.

On the top floor of the tower, a female magician in a white robe sits on a wicker chair.She was hugging a pillow, on which a woman with short light blonde hair, golden eyes, and fair skin like frost and snow was painted with embroidery techniques.But unlike ordinary pillows, the woman on the female magician's pillow has sharp eyes, a chic posture, and even wears black armor.It seems that as far as the female magician is concerned, this is the best and most beautiful side of a woman on a pillow.

Now, the female magician is hugging the pillow tightly and staring intently at the crystal ball on the table.

On the other side of the female magician, another gorgeously dressed woman was also watching the picture in the crystal ball.The woman is wearing a royal headgear and a dark blue robe, with beautiful and gorgeous wings like the goddess of light, Morpho, spreading out behind her.With her noble temperament, anyone would think that she is the queen who rules the whole paradise - and she is.

Inside the crystal ball is a phantom of the outside world—it is an ordinary modern residence, and three women are eating lunch at the dining table.Lunch is quite simple, mushroom and lamb stew.Among them, there was an existence exactly like the woman on the female magician's pillow.She smiled shallowly, but happily, happily, not like a young girl, but like a retired old man.

"Bang——!!"