Artoria the Big Liar

"No need. Mordred is much stronger than you think. Give her time to calm down."

So, I put down my phone.

Thinking about it carefully, it does seem to be like this.

Calling me now will only force her to make a choice and make her even more sad.

The witch came out.She is obviously wearing the most ordinary clothes, but I feel that she is the most beautiful person in the world.It's really like a red rose, so coquettish that it almost makes me feel in a trance-I've never seen such a beautiful person, so I was stunned for a while.

However, as if she didn't notice my reaction, she walked in front of me, started to clean up the table, and then went to the kitchen.

The witch poured the leftovers back into the pot, turned on the natural gas, and reheated it.Then, the sound of running water sounded.At the same time, her voice drifted over from the kitchen, like the fragrance of flowers: "By the way...do you want to change your name? Just call you Youya?"

"Arthur is fine... Biandu Youya was originally a fake name, it was completely the result of a slight change of the name Artoria Pendragon, it doesn't make any sense. Besides, no matter what I think in my heart, my The body is King Arthur. Maybe I want to deny the past as King Arthur, but I can’t deny the knowledge and the current body.”

"If there is still a fight in the future, let me do it. The flag and the sword are back, and I can fight in the future. Unless it is the kind of opponent that I can't deal with, you can see the situation...or simply find a way to escape also."

"I think……"

"This is not a request, but I am announcing a decision. Do you understand? Your current state is not suitable for fighting, you have to rest well. It is best not to use magic power once, understand? You are an ordinary person now, and you have no way to fight Got it. Got it?"

The witch's voice became more and more irritable, as if I had a serious mental illness.

After thinking about it, I have nothing to refuse, so I agreed to the witch's "decision" for the time being.

"Okay. I will leave the battle to you in the future."

With that said, the witch turned off the running water and left the kitchen.

The way she washes the dishes is a waste of water.But at this time, I obviously can't say these words.

Then, instead of sitting down in front of me, she went to her room.

"I'll go to Mo【'

"You...can read?" I asked.

"I have learned both the Latin alphabet and the fifty syllables. In fact, I know the vocabulary at the beginning, but I don't know how to read and write. The Latin alphabet is phonetic. As long as you know how to pronounce it, you can understand what is written on it. Now write There are still a lot of spelling mistakes. Japanese is fine, there are too many Chinese characters, and I can’t understand it at all... Well, take your time, it’s enough to be able to read French.”

"By the way, I'm not actually hungry. Those meals are saved until evening..."

"Give me a good lunch! You and Mordred are both! Today's lunch must be eaten up, there is nothing left!" Her voice became severe, and suddenly became very dignified.

"Okay... okay." That's all I can say now.

I shook my head gently, didn't say anything, just kept silent.

In the silence, my brain started to get confused.

King Arthur's life seemed like a nightmare from which he could not escape, and his present life seemed like a frothy dream.I was caught in the middle of two dreams, both of which seemed to be real, and both seemed to be false.I looked into the distant future, all covered in fog.I looked at the past behind me, there was nothing left of the broken memory, only a cliff with nothing left.I'm stuck here, in a cage, I don't know what to do...

"Crack."

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Suddenly, a mechanical sound woke me up and brought me back to reality.

I looked towards the source of the sound, the witch was holding a camera, examining the photos just taken.

"Jeanne?"

"It's just for taking a photo. In case I forget one day, you look very strong, but you are actually quite fragile..." Saying that, the witch put down the camera and walked towards me. "Sure enough, Arthur, I guessed right from the beginning. You faked the appearance of King Arthur, and the crying little girl just now is the real you. It's just that the role of King Arthur has been pretending for too long, and the mask is stuck to it. It’s so embarrassing, it can’t be taken off, while using King Arthur’s ability and knowledge, at the same time telling everyone that he is not King Arthur... Sigh, take it off slowly, it will definitely be taken off.”

For a while, I didn't know what to say... because, this is really what I think in my heart.

After a while, I finally remembered that the witch can read minds, and she can understand my current emotions.

If it is an ordinary person, you will feel scared, right?

But I didn't, and I'm glad I did.

In the past, I always had to put in a lot of effort trying to convince the other person that I wasn't who they thought I was.The witch can understand other people's feelings, so I don't need to spend a lot of effort to say a bunch of difficult words, and I don't need to keep making promises and proofs, try my best, burn myself hard, and push myself beyond Limit... This is really great. I never dreamed of becoming the glorious King of Knights so convenient and comfortable.

"I'll take care of the club affairs tomorrow. I'll find a way to get his phone number for the guy named Takano Yuki. In the next few days, you can just rest honestly. I really don't know what to do, so tomorrow You can go shopping with me."

"Jeanna, I'm not that fragile. This time it's just..."

"Okay, okay, I get it, you are not that fragile, you are very strong, you are so strong that you only realize that you are not that strong when you are as strong as the legend. I understand... I understand everything! Do you understand?" Cursing her lips, the witch sighed helplessly, and then continued in a more peaceful tone: "Be quiet for a while, your mind is very messy, what's the matter, wait for Mordred to come back, let's talk about it after dinner. It's been a long time, it's only been a few days, I don't know what you are doing in such a hurry!"

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Chapter 36: Reconciliation (5K)

After returning home, Mordred has been silent.Her expression was tense, and her golden pupils couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.It's just that after eating, I shut myself in the room, I don't know if I'm lying down and thinking wildly, or turning on the computer to play games to get rid of the depression in my heart.

Either way, I can't speak.I have already said what should be said, and I don't want to repeat it.

After eating, I put the bowl and spoon in the dishwasher and went to the balcony with the witch.It was she who asked me to go, saying that she had something in her heart to tell me.Her expression was very serious, and she was tugging on my wrist, and I had no right to refuse at all.

"You depend on me too much, Arthur..."

Her first words shocked me.

In the afternoon sun, her pupils reflected the sun's light, so I couldn't see what she was thinking.

I was like a person being reprimanded, with my head slightly lowered, my voice lowered, and my tone cautious.

"...What's the matter, Jeanne?"

"Actually, subconsciously, you should already know some information, right?"

"what's the message?"

"I'm a fake created - it's a simple thing."

Joan of Arc in history really died after being burned at the stake.

There is no resurrection as a witch, and the Hundred Years' War continues as usual without much mystery involved.

As for manipulating evil dragons and summoning flying dragons, it was even more impossible to happen in that era.The Great Source has declined, and the environment of the present world is no longer suitable for the survival of dragons, unless there is a huge magic power to distort and transform the world itself—that is, special nodes called "singularities" or "belts of strangeness".

This kind of thing can be known after a little thought, and there is nothing to deny.

So, I just nodded and said nothing.

The witch smiled softly, without any special emotion, she just squinted her eyes and looked into the distance.

Although it has declined, Misaki Town has a good city appearance, clean streets and excellent greenery.From a distance, there is a sense of peace and tranquility.

"Is it? You must have guessed it a long time ago. So, I still advise you not to rely too much on me."

"...Jeanne, do you remember anything?"

"It's not that I remembered anything, but I heard some information from that semi-mechanical guy."

"...Don't think about it, no one knows if he is pretending."

"You're thinking about it yourself, otherwise, why would you be so nervous at noon?" The witch sneered, her attitude was quite frivolous, but I didn't hate it at all. "And, it's actually better to say it? After all, you have to face it. It's impossible for a person to live in his own dream all his life. There is always a time to wake up. It's just sooner or later."

It was clearly a pessimistic prediction of the future, but a wonderful feeling arose in my heart—the beauty in front of my eyes was no longer a fragile dream like a bubble, but a very strong and solid reality.She knows what she is, and she also knows what she should do instead. I don't need to worry too much about it. It's just me scaring myself all the time.

And, she's not sad.Knowing that she is fake, and that many things are likely to be fake, she is still so strong.She talks about the future, but she enjoys the present, pursues the present, and only exists in the present.

I was immersed in this wonderful feeling and didn't answer.

This is regarded as silence by the witch.

"Since I don't want to answer, let me just say it? Actually, I think it's nothing. It's better than what I guessed earlier. It should be said that it's a lot better. If you work harder, the ending will definitely not be so miserable. "

"An earlier guess? What guess?"

"The wild thoughts at that time... How should I put it, it was very bizarre. For example, I was actually a phantom imagined by you, and I was a human figure made by you." Speaking of this, the witch smiled happily, as if these guesses were not true. bad. "Thinking about it, right? You and I are too compatible. I'm also a dragon witch, and I read minds. My personalities can barely be called complementary... How do you say that, 'a couple made in heaven'? At that time That's what I think, otherwise I really can't explain why I fell in love with you so easily, and you fell in love with me so quickly, as if we were destined by fate in previous lives."

"What about now? How does it feel now?"

"Two possibilities." The witch's voice was still so happy, as if she was talking about something happy. "I was indeed created, but the creator is not you, but a special existence. The purpose of creating me is also very simple, either to ask you to continue to be the 'King of Eternity', or to try to make you give up The future of 'Eternal King'. However, no matter which one, the goal is to find a way to torture you, so that you are no longer you... Arthur, don't you feel it? Even I feel it. With me Together, you are more and more torn from the past—like Merlin said, you are more and more sensitive, more and more irritable."

Obviously should be terrified, obviously should be angry, but...

However, beside the witch, my mood was unexpectedly calm, as calm as the surface of a windless lake.

As for getting more sensitive...it's true.

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However, this matter is definitely not that simple.There are too many unreasonable places in this.For example, the Witch appeared earlier than Mordred and me. For example, neither the Dimensional Demon nor the Mechanicus cultivator had any obvious hostility.

I don't want to think about it that much until conclusive evidence emerges.

"...These are all your guesses, Jeanna. Many details are missing, and many suspicious points have not been clarified..."

"Should I call Merlin over and ask her if this is speculation?" the witch tilted her head and asked me with a light smile.

Ripples suddenly appeared on the originally windless lake—yes, if it was Merlin, she would be able to see the essence of the witch at a glance.

The thoughts in my mind are probably just convincing myself that the witch's conjecture must be false... Indeed, I am becoming more and more sensitive.If it were me in the past, I would definitely not have this kind of thinking, but I would find a way to listen to more people's opinions.

The witch took my hand.Her palm was still so warm.

"Don't be too nervous, how could I be someone who actively seeks death. My desire to survive is very strong, and I won't sigh because of these insignificant bullshit, and feel that I can't live anymore." The witch's voice was very relaxed and very proud , as if in her eyes, this was not a trouble at all. "I just want to tell you, Arthur... try to reconcile with the past, and try to dilute my influence by the way. If you continue to be so nervous, you will have a nervous breakdown, and then I will get hurt a little or something, and you will go crazy with excitement... . . . this is absolutely impossible.”

Probably because she can read minds, so she is so clear, so clear, right?

For a while, I really envied her—if I also had this ability, King Arthur's life would not be so difficult.

Back to the matter itself... Somehow, I feel that the witch's plan may be outrageous.

"Jeanne, what do you want me to do...?"

"Apologize to Morgan and Merlin?" She said calmly, making my scalp tingle. "It's true that they did something very sorry for you, but they really love you, and you and I need their knowledge and wisdom. Tell them not to live in Avalon, just live near here— —Aren’t they amazing? Let them build a big house and we’ll move there together. Then you live with Morgan on Mondays and Tuesdays, go to Merlin on Wednesdays and Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays…”

My face gradually became hot, and my brain was constantly impacted by some kind of strong emotion, and I really couldn't bear it.

Finally, I quickly interrupted her: "Wait, please stop for a moment... Jeanna, I'm not such a frivolous person."

"...Impossible? Weren't you very straightforward yesterday? At night, you were also very skilled? There are three such beautiful women by your side, how could you not be frivolous? What, when I didn't watch Ever read The Tale of Genji?"

Even for me, at this moment, I can feel that my cheeks are already unbelievably red.

Consciousness faltering in a tsunami of emotion, I faltered, explaining this for a strange reason.

"Oh, that means you want to find some men? That's not right. Aren't the Knights of the Round Table pretty good? And looking at you, it doesn't seem like you like men? Otherwise, I should be too. Men are right..."

"If you say that again, I'm going to be angry!"

I glared at the witch.

However, her arrogance did not weaken, but became even more arrogant.

"Be honest, how many times have you had sex with Morgan, and how many times have you had sex with Merlin? And Guinevere, are they a couple in name or in reality, right? You've been married to her for so many years, and she's still so pretty, She is the most beautiful woman in Britain, how often do you date her? Don't tell me it's a purely political marriage! Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"me……"

How could such words be spoken?

However, a witch can read minds, and she clearly understands the emotions in my heart now...

"Tsk..."

Her eyes... Uh, a little disgusted?

This made it even more embarrassing for me... After all, let's be honest, I'm 30 years old.

"So, how do you usually deal with stress? You don't drink alcohol, you don't have that aspect of life, and there were no cigarettes in that era. It doesn't look like you have a bad taste for torturing prisoners. And you are so busy, you also Can't live a life of seclusion like a monk. Not to mention eating, you said yourself that you have to eat the same food as soldiers when you are in war... Is it drama? It seems that you don't like drama either, Sunday afternoon movies You're going to fall asleep..."

Thinking about it this way, I really don't have any entertainment activities at ordinary times.

Maybe practicing fencing counts as an activity?But that's learning, and it's always a boring thing.

As a result, I was unable to speak again, and became silent on this balcony.

The witch looked at me incredulously, as if I was some magical alien creature.

"...It's not true, is it? You just keep the pressure in your heart like this?"

"I have to lead by example... otherwise all kinds of troublesome things will happen..."

Saying this sentence is tantamount to admitting the witch's guess.After all, even if I make excuses, it's useless.

The witch let out a bad breath【

"Come with me!"