Artoria the Big Liar

Fortunately, here is a commercial street, and there is a coffee shop nearby.Arthur helped me over and sat me down.

Those golden vertical pupils stared at me, and suddenly I had a feeling that my soul was being seen through, exactly the same as when I was stared at by Caster's magic eyes.She watched her for a long time, and her feelings were so serious that I couldn't say a word and could only let her observe.

"Sure enough, the number of souls is not enough..." Her voice was low and calm.

"...Arthur?" My heart suddenly froze.

"No, nothing..."

As she said that, she closed her eyes, supported her head with her hands, and was thinking about it, while brewing a major decision.

Things have developed to this point, and I have almost understood everything—I am a witch, and I am a witch in the oldest definition.The body is that of a human female, but inside is possessed by demons.Ordinary demons are nothing more than ordinary demons. I am still a demon created by the evil god Slaanesh. I have no soul, feed on the souls of others, and live on intense emotions.

That's why that Caster said that I am a "creation", I have no soul, and everything about me is false.

The night before yesterday, in an unrecorded dream, I devoured people's souls, and a whole floor of customers fell into a state of suspended animation.Last night, I don't know how many souls were devoured, and I don't know how many people will sleep forever.

But even that is not enough, far from enough.I cannot prevent the decay of the body without devouring more souls.Every day takes a lot, and every time more.

Moreover, I have a strong premonition in my heart that Jeanne Darc is just a dream. When the dream wakes up, the body as the carrier of the dream will die immediately, and the inner demon will break out like a chick in an egg , my feelings will dissolve, my memory will disappear, and my cognition will be transformed into an inhuman-then, the newly born demon will be destroyed by Arthur.

I didn't feel it before, and I took my life for granted.

But until this time, I finally understood how cruel the evil god Slaanesh's script was.

"Jeanna, come out with me..."

"Black Flame King, you come out first."

From the shadow of the trees, a huge pitch-black flying dragon appeared beside Arthur.

The flying dragon lowered its head, its body was curled up, and its tail was curled. It looked more like an obedient hound than the flying dragon.

"Surely you can't digest that thing? Spit it out first, your master needs it more."

Without resistance or objection, the Black Flame King opened his mouth.

Then, a shining golden water drop slowly fell from the mouth of the Black Flame King.

The golden water droplet floated in the air, suddenly trembled, and immediately wanted to escape.

But Arthur quickly grabbed it at a speed I couldn't see, created a round black enchantment, wrapped it, and put it on the palm of his hand. It was so small that it was only equivalent to a herbal medicine pill.

"Jeanne, open your mouth."

Before I could react, Arthur opened my mouth with his left hand, and pressed the golden thing into his throat with his right hand.Then, the left hand lifted my head violently, making me swallow the thing instinctively.

The pill kept struggling, as if alive.It didn't reach the stomach along the esophagus, but stopped at the chest. The black "sugar coating" dissolved at this moment, and the tiny golden crystals penetrated into the blood vessels, poured into the heart, and stopped in the ventricle.

The feeling of the esophagus being bumped against each other made me sick.I coughed dryly for a while before I managed to suppress the nausea.

"Arthur, what is that thing?"

"Gilgamesh's spiritual core." Arthur answered very simply. "For you, it is a special food equivalent to the soul. However, Gilgamesh's soul is still too grand and pure. In the next few days, your 'food intake' will be much larger. Ordinary humans can no longer satisfy you. You must eat the spiritual core of the servant every day—that is, there are five days left."

Arthur's voice was still so calm, and he was talking about things that had nothing to do with me.Or, she actually knew what I was a long time ago, but she didn't say it out, and she thought it was okay, and there was nothing she couldn't say.

As a result, only I was like a fool, worrying and worrying, and living in pain every day.

Yeah... really like a fool...

"Arthur... When did you know?" I tried to force a smile on my face, but the muscles on my face were stiff, and it must have been an ugly smile.

"After recalling the existence of Slaanesh, I reversed what happened in the past and determined your type of existence." After a pause, Arthur was afraid that I would not understand, so he gave an example: "Jeanne, I am Dragons, the energy of dragons is not comparable to that of humans. But on that day, I still felt extremely tired-so, what you absorbed was not only magic power and energy, but also part of my soul. Combined with Morgan, told me privately Some things about you, I roughly guessed your essence."

An emotion I didn't know filled my mind, causing shocks and tsunamis.

However, Arthur was still the same as usual, whenever I cried, he would stroke my cheek with his fingers and wipe my tears away.

"After knowing the truth, I really want to die, right?" She leaned close to me and whispered in my ear like a real demon. "Actually, it's not impossible, but this will put the cart before the horse, right? As long as you feel that you don't want to continue dancing in Slaanesh's script, tell me, and I will cut off your head with a sword, burn your body to ashes, and then kill yourself. I will go with you to a world without pain, sin, and sorrow... But, I still have to live, right? I can live for you, and you can live for me—is that right? "

"No, Arthur, you still have Mordred, and Merlin, and Morgan, and I just..."

"It's gone, there's nothing left. Apart from you, I have nothing now..."

She hugged me.

Unlike every hug before, she was very light this time, more like pouring on me than hugging.

Miraculously, I did not fall down, but became a pillar for her to lean on and let her rest.

She leaned close to my ear, her voice was as weak as a flying insect's wings: "I'm sorry, Jeanna...I lied to you before. That crystal has been used, and it has completely merged with the current Saber. It's like two similar pieces of steel Mix together and forge into a sword. After quenching, the steel is completely fused and there is no way to separate. Even if I defeat her, I can't change back to my original shape. Even if she defeats me, she can't become the past it's me."

In a daze, I saw Arthur melt his stomach with a sword and pour it out, proving that he didn't eat meat.

Only this time, she didn't pick up the stomach and put it back - there was no way to put it back.

"Whether it's the country, the people, or everyone around me, I do love them deeply, and I can do anything for them, but in fact... I've never liked these things."

Arthur's voice made my pupils shrink suddenly.

Her voice changed, no longer deep, no longer strong.

Instead, it became very soft, with a sweet and sour feeling, no different from ordinary girls.

It turned out that she had been hiding her true voice, just like she had been suppressing her true heart.

She now, as fleetingly as she had felt in the morning, was so weak that it almost broke my heart.

It's like an extremely hard sword splitting a large number of gaps from the middle, becoming as fragile as glass.

"Isn't that right? The land is barren no matter what, and the people are starving no matter what. From the time I woke up at the age of eight until I drew my sword, I have been starving non-stop. I have never been half full. I often have to eat with Wild beasts snatch carrion and corpses to eat, and often have to fight bandits and slave traders. Occasionally, when they are too hungry, they have to drain their blood and eat their corpses. They basically recognize all poisonous mushrooms... If only this is the case Forget it, but I have a scabbard? If you are starved to death, you will wake up quickly, either lying on the ground or shrinking into a cave, and your head will be dizzy every day, almost like a beast."

"If it's just like this, I'm still hated by everyone. No matter what I say, I have to add a long guarantee. Every time I prove my identity and intentions, I have to spend a lot of effort. Even if I prove it , and only rarely turned into trust, and the rest of the time it turned from hate to indifference. Obviously they have worked too hard, and everyone has lived a good life, but Mordred who hates all the Britons Just casually say, "Let's fight against the tyrant", and countless people will follow. In the end, not many people like me as a tyrant. Even Morgan and Merlin have many other feelings mixed in, not purely liking me. I... no, maybe never liked me? They just liked the victories and prosperity I brought."

"But, Jeanna, you are different. I just like you, and I like you for no reason. Whether it is Slaanesh's conspiracy or the rewards given to me by fate, the feeling of liking is true—from a dead undead to Since becoming Artoria, I have had this feeling of liking for the first time. The last time I had this feeling was a long, long time ago. The thing I liked was a cat...it should be a cat, right? I can’t remember. On that day, looking into your eyes and your smile in the coffee shop, I finally understood that I am a living person, not a corpse that has decayed long ago, manipulated by a great mission, constantly Go ahead and force the king who loves what he doesn't like."

"So, for King Arthur's life, I don't have anything worth remembering or nostalgic about. I don't have anything I like at all, and there shouldn't be many good memories in total—the memory of growing up with Mordred will occupy most of it, right? It's much better now, I don't need to repeatedly prove how much I love them for things I don't like, and I don't need to make love a part of duty and obligation-the goblin is like this, there is only love, no likes. Britons flow The blood of fairies may have the function of liking, but it will be much weaker than normal humans, otherwise it will not be rejected by 'humanity', and all of them must die."

As if talking to himself, Arthur couldn't stop at all.

She kept cutting open her stomach, pouring out weeds and wild vegetables, and kept proving that she didn't eat meat.

And, right in front of my eyes, right next to me, over and over again, so cruel that I can barely breathe.

"I can't respond to Morgan, and I can't respond to Merlin... How should I respond? I'm actually very afraid of them, very scared, and I can't like them from the bottom of my heart. I never drink the drinks Morgan handed over, most of them Always keep a distance from Merlin. My body remembers the feeling of drinking the poison, and also remembers the feeling of being strangled by the throat all night. My brain also remembers the way they looked at me for the first time, they As instinctively as all Britons dislike me, I dislike them as instinctively."

"In the end, I'm just a copy of Vortigern. Vortigern only feels disgusting about everything on that island. Mordred should feel similarly, too disgusted to vomit. My words are similar , Disgusting is not counted... Or can it be suppressed? I don't know... Then as a king, I have to find a way to love them, to love this cursed barren land-probably, this is why I call King Arthur Is it one of the reasons for the mask? Maybe, when Morgan and Merlin visited that day, my reaction was what I really thought, not the corruption of Slaanesh? I might just use Slaanesh as an excuse to cover up that I was actually not at all. It's just the fact that I don't like them..."

"If I hadn't met Jeanna, I definitely wouldn't have known these things. Because I didn't experience real liking, I really took love as liking. Now I know, it's different... that sentence How do you say it? It seems like 'I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the light'? I can give a lot for the love born of mission. Now I can give more for the love born for love... "

At this moment, Arthur seemed to realize something.

Her voice became colder, as did her temperament.

The fissures on the sword gradually shrunk.She turned back into the dark evil dragon king.

"...that's right, there's nothing wrong with that...I could have paid more...all of it."

I want to talk, but I can't say anything.

The only thing I can do is hug her, make her warm, let her know——

I like her, very much, just like she likes me.

However, she broke free from my embrace, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes became as cruel as a dragon.

"Jeanna, don't worry. This is war. As your king, I have already drawn up a battle plan. As in the past, there are five scenarios in total, covering 70% of the situation. Changes and extensions can cover 90% of the situation. [-]% of the situation - generally speaking, it is all going well, a little setback, the outcome is unpredictable, the decline is obvious, and kneeling and begging for mercy."

"In fact, the plans and processes are similar, and the difference is just the desired goal. For example, when the decline is obvious, I will devour the Holy Grail early, and my body, mind and soul will become the container of 'the evil of this world' , This allowed me to gain great strength and barely maintain my own existence—to get rid of those things from my soul and consciousness is the preparation for this plan."

"If there is no possibility of winning at all, I will surrender to fate like I did 500 years ago. I will hold your corpse and jump into the imaginary magic of the Great Holy Grail, completely dissolve and dissipate completely. Then Saber will follow the agreement Destroy the Great Holy Grail. My existence and concept will disappear from this world, the world line will be merged into pan-human history, and all memories and traces related to you and me will be cleared. Saber will replace me as the eternal king. It's time to fulfill the prophecy. Mordred will die in Camlan and go to the seat to become a heroic spirit. Morgan will do all kinds of crazy things in order to resurrect King Arthur, Sakura will go through hardships, and the Fifth Holy Grail War will be ten years ago As usual... However, those have nothing to do with us at that time."

"The current situation is not that bad. It's just that your awakening speed is relatively fast, and you barely changed from 'everything is going well' to 'slight setbacks'-but, salvation will definitely come true, but you need to pay a certain price. And The result is not satisfactory for everyone, especially Mordred and Merlin, who may act extremely hostile. Please rest assured that I have my own solution to deal with their behavior, which will not make the result too biased many."

"In short, Jeanna, trust me. No matter what the future is, I will accompany you. With me, even the consciousness collection of the entire human population will never hurt you—this is my promise, this The duration of the pledge will be unlimited."

After hearing so much and thinking so much, I finally understood it completely.

For Arthur, there was never a concept of "waking up".

She wants to stay in the sweet dream of the present, not the nightmare of the past.

In the end, instead of worrying about hurting her, I really made her feel pain constantly.

I'm really... really...

"Like a fool..."

But Arthur held my hand.

Still the same as before, with a hint of cold feeling.

"It's not a fool, but a love from the bottom of my heart. I don't want to see me get hurt, so I would rather bear those hurts myself. I understand all of this, because I have the same feelings and the same love. So, Jeanne... this That's why I have to participate in the Holy Grail War and get rid of those things—I'm fully prepared."

"The worst combination in the Holy Grail War... is it pretty good? Arthur, you can abandon everything for me, how can I not do it? Don't forget, compared with yours, my essence is more powerful." Get close to the devil!"

I laughed, I laughed with all my heart, I never laughed so hard.

What sin, what injury, what peaceful life, is almost worthless under the impulse of this emotion.

Even, the feeling of swallowing the soul is not so disgusting and nauseating, and the consciousness can't help but recall the taste of the follower's spiritual core: "Speaking of which, Gilgamesh's soul is really delicious. Especially that After the guy finally realizes what I am, the resistance is not unusually violent... Then digest it slowly, it happens that I can also get power from the soul, maybe I can create a real dragon species soon? Unexpectedly, as a demon, I also have a part of the power of a god."

I finally understand now that what I summoned was not a flying dragon at all, but a demon born from the abyss.

It was only because the source of my magic power was Arthur that those demons were contaminated with dragon factors and became dragon species.

"In the universe where Slaanesh is located, all the demons are a piece of the evil god, only the difference between big and small. You are originally a part of the god, and your power is originally the power of the god-the evil god is more powerful than all the gods in human history. All of God is powerful, as long as she thinks, she can really make the sun complete a supernova explosion in an instant. It's just that she can't reach this universe yet, and can only dominate in her own universe."

I have absolutely no idea what a "supernova explosion" is.

However, from Arthur's tone, Slaanesh should indeed be an extremely powerful evil god.

So, as a piece of God and an apostle of God, even if I am considered a devil, I actually have nothing to be ashamed of.

"... Arthur, what does it feel like to fall in love with a demon? Isn't it..."

"You idiot, what are you thinking about?" Almost instantly, Arthur tapped my forehead again, breaking me out of the girl's fantasy and returning to reality. "You are a witch now, and a standard witch, with a human body and a demon inside. Why do we participate in the Holy Grail War, isn't it to make you return to being a human being, so that you can live together as a human being in the future? Do you think that when you leave With a human body, a human identity, and becoming a real demon, can you still retain the feeling of 'like'?"

... I was a fool, no doubt a fool.

He didn't even think about this most basic question, so he just added the attribute of "demon" to himself.

I also think that I am cool, dark, and have a special taste just like the second disease, but it is just a wild imagination.

Obviously, I realized it myself before... But I got carried away for a while, and even forgot such an important thing.

Thinking of this, my face immediately turned red.

"Arthur... I, I just..."

"It's okay, let's continue to Yuanzang Mountain. Your situation is much better than I expected. At least..." As he said, Arthur pinched my face, which made me even more ashamed. "At the very least, I will blush, feel embarrassed, and know that I am a fool. Instead of really thinking of myself as a devil like just now - then there is no cure."

I smiled awkwardly, and hugged Arthur's waist for the first time.

Arthur raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised by my move.

However, she didn't resist, but was a little embarrassed... She didn't blush, no matter how she looked at it, she was still the evil dragon king.

In this way, I set a small goal for myself - one day, Arthur will take off her armor, and every day after that, she will show her truest side in front of me.

"Hmph! I'm much stronger than you imagined! I'm your destined dragon witch, how could I be such a weak fellow!"

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Chapter 55: A Night of Chaos ([-] words)

(This chapter is Mordred's POV.)

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Obviously without doing anything, the sun set into the mountains, and the sky gradually darkened.

——If you want to say why, it's just because you have been led by the nose during the day, and you have been wasting time.

In the morning, Saber and I visited the Holy Church in Xindu alone.

I don't like the priest who looks like he's in his 50s but is actually in his 80s.