Artoria the Big Liar

I kept my mouth shut about Merlin's current situation.It's not that she doesn't want to admit what she looks like, but that the story has lost hope.

Merlin's smile became wider—in the eyes of ordinary people, it was more sinister, right?

"Oh, this... because my heart is withering, these flowers will naturally wither."

I looked again at the sea of ​​withered flowers spreading to the horizon.

It's hard to imagine that this is the paradise of Xing Neihai, where everything【,

Only the innocent shall pass, and only the beautiful shall remain.

This sea of ​​flowers is like an infected abscess, consuming the beauty of the paradise and polluting the existence of the paradise.

Queen of Paradise is Morgan.She who used to be a god did not go to the seat of God, but dragged her kingdom of the dead into the sea of ​​stars, and transformed it into a paradise where fairies and the dead lived according to the appearance of other countries in the sea of ​​stars.

Merlin was changed, her heart was almost broken.What is the state of Morgan, who loves me as much as Merlin, but I can't respond no matter what... To be honest, I don't dare to think.

"Merlin, am I being selfish?" Looking at the distant horizon, I said faintly, "If I had chosen you, Morgan, things wouldn't have turned out like this? It turned out like this, and I wanted to save The people who can't see the hope of saving, the people who should be saved are abandoned by me...I'm really stupid..."

"...After all, Morgan and I asked for it."

Maybe my heart is too hypocritical?Or is the spirit different after being cut?

In short, an impulse rose in my heart-now, I should do what I should do.

Thinking of this, I hugged Merlin's waist and let her fall on my body.

When I touched her back, Merlin's body shook violently.

In her ear, in this dream, a smile formed on my face, and my voice softened.

"So, this story is not my story, but your own story, right? Because my heart is affected, I can no longer appreciate other people's stories like an observer. And then watched me become what I am now This appearance, wanting to change but can't change anything, can only stay in paradise like a prisoner, enduring eternal loneliness and pain...Is that right?"

Merlin didn't answer, she just became short of breath, she just wanted to cry but lost the ability to cry.

Then, I turned my head skillfully, held Merlin's face in my hands, closed my eyes, and kissed it gently.

Prying her defenses, invading her heart, stirring her emotions, I encountered no resistance.

The succubus is an existence between dreams and reality, and the dream is no different from reality to the succubus.

But the current Merlin is really immersed in this dream, and I easily put him down in the sea of ​​flowers, staring into my eyes, trying to touch my face with his fingertips, trying to hook me with his legs waist—I never thought that the strongest female magician in the world would be captured so easily.Obviously back then he beat around the bush and said a bunch of things I couldn't understand.

The dream became more and more hazy, and Merlin and I were sucked into the vortex until we were almost exhausted.

Being embraced by her, touched by her, feeling this warm body, feeling this trembling carcass, I finally whispered softly in her ear, as if I am the succubus and she is the dreamer: "Merlin, Now, your story is not full of despair, is it?"

She didn't answer, she was just overwhelmed by the feelings that had been delayed for many years, and lost the ability to think.

Instead of urging, I waited quietly.The dream is very long, and neither she nor I lack time.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, I think it is better to explain myself.

"It's strange, isn't it? If it was before, I would definitely refuse, and I would never take the initiative, right?" My right hand caressed Merlin's face.Gradually her complexion returned to normal, her presence gradually became more beautiful - my actions did have the right effect. "That's because, in the past, I was bound by layers of chains. The country, the people, the rules, the morals, etc., made me breathless, and prevented me from treating other people's feelings correctly. Now it won't happen. ——Merlin, I have responded to your feelings, you are my wife, you are a part of my life, and you have been correctly accepted by me."

Merlin still didn't make a sound, she still closed her eyes tightly, pursed her lips, and breathed tremblingly.

I frowned slightly, her reaction was not quite right - logically speaking, she should be very happy and happy.

Could it be that my actions were too drastic?Or am I accepting too quickly?

I can't figure it out—but, whether I figure it out or not, I should keep doing what I'm supposed to do.

"It's not just you. Morgan is also like this. I really hurt you too much in the past. Obviously it's very simple, just respond and express your emotions. But you have to make everyone unhappy—that's it, I still call myself a tyrant, I don't even have the decency and bearing of a tyrant, I just refuse like a little girl who has never been in love... Really stupid, me like this."

After talking about this, Merlin still didn't speak.

If I didn't feel her temperature and feel her trembling, I really thought she had disappeared.

"Merlin, are you listening again?"

"I... I'm listening, Artoria..."

Her voice was very hoarse, as if she had said a lot of words just now.

Lying in the sea of ​​flowers, being watched secretly by many beautiful fairies around me, I don't have any dissatisfaction or shyness in my heart.

"So, join the Holy Grail War, Merlin. You are strong, you love me, and I really need you—let's fight together and fight for a better future, okay?"

But to my surprise, Merlin still didn't respond.

Doubts arose in my heart—could it be that the current me made her dissatisfied?

Thinking about that glorious Saber who is destined to be loved by everyone, it seems that this is indeed the case.

So, after a short pause, I tentatively asked the person in my arms.

"So...Merlin prefers the Saber who sticks to her dreams and principles, right?"

"……no."

Merlin's response was very slight, almost like raving in a dream.

It's just that I was very close to her, so I heard it.

"No... That means, Merlin likes the original me, and doesn't like the separated me, is that right?"

Merlin didn't answer, so I took it as her acquiescence.

"However, if it's the original me, I definitely can't respond. I can only like Rangna alone? Now that I'm separated, can I break free from those shackles and be able to respond to everyone's feelings?"

She still didn't answer, and I still took it as the default.

"You don't have to worry about Jeanna. She suggested that we live together from the very beginning..."

"... Artoria." Her voice was hoarse, as if she hadn't drunk water for three days in a row. "It's your own decision not to let me and Morgan participate in the Holy Grail War."

"I regret it now, can't I?" As I said that, I recalled the past. "Did this kind of thing happen often in the past? If a decree did not achieve good results, it was necessary to revise it. In the past, I underestimated the intensity of the Holy Grail War. Now, they are united again, and I cannot win alone .So it needs your and Morgan's strength...isn't it possible?"

I don't know how many times, Merlin still didn't respond.

I was talking and asking questions all the time, it was like talking to wood.

Even I, encountering this kind of situation, can't help feeling a little irritable.

Moreover, in this irritability, some discouragement and unhappiness have accumulated.

Unconsciously, my mentality changed from guidance and request to compulsion and command.

I smiled, a rather menacing smile—the old me, the glorious me, would never have smiled like that.

"I see, Merlin, I see what you mean."

Sure enough, after hearing my words and seeing my smile, Merlin's body shook violently again.

In order to strengthen my cognition, I began to take stock of the enemies this time.

"One is the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, the legendary Goddess of War. The other is the first and strongest assassin, named the Angel of Death. The other is the transformation of the concept of hell into an inherent enchantment, which once reached the root One is the other side of me, the glorious and powerful King Arthur. The last one is the original murderer, cursed by God to live in the world, and the existence beyond the true ancestor. The five of them are united together, and then Coupled with Yusanjia's knowledge reserve, I can't win."

"So...Merlin. You haven't responded yet. In fact, you want to watch me die? As long as my head is cut off by Mordred, my existence will disappear. Then, King Arthur in everyone's memory will not It’s me again, but that Saber who shines like the sun. As long as everyone forgets about me, as long as the world deletes the traces of my existence, those bad things will no longer exist, and you and Morgan will be able to get back from courtship. Breaking free from deadlock—is that so?"

To my surprise, even though the words were so harsh, Merlin still didn't respond.

From this point of view, it really doesn't work - in the end, the only thing I can rely on is myself.

Thinking of this, I sighed, let go of Merlin, put on my clothes again in this dream, and returned to my original self.

Half emotionally, half prophetically, I unconsciously said something very exaggerated.

"If I'm alive, I'm sure I'll have a place, right? But if I'm dead, I can only die with Jeanna—I'm sorry, Merlin. At that time, I probably won't be able to take care of others." After a pause, I Raise a happy smile and look at the clean sky of the paradise. "Actually, this is also good. Not only did I live for half a month longer, but I also got the person I like—it's better than dying alone when Kamran was there? At that time, I only had the desire to finally unload the burden." A sense of relief. And..."

I paused again, my smile became brighter and my mood became more and more joyful.

Are you crazy?Are you crazy?Maybe he was crazy long ago, but he has always been rational and didn't realize that he was crazy.

How could any normal person cut open his stomach and pour out the contents for the approval of others?

"And in fact, I have died many times... The life of being abandoned is really too bad. After starving to death, I am still hungry when I resurrect. After eating carrion and dying, I have to empty my stomach when I am resurrected... How am I dead? How many times have you done it? Merlin, have you calculated it? Probably not? After all, you sent me to an ordinary peasant woman instead of Sir Hector. You must not care much about what happened to me. You don’t care about my life or death, do you? "

Standing in the middle of the withering land, which is turning black, I look at the sky, trying to wake up.

Finally, without knowing when, Merlin finally stood up.

Her eyes were swollen and red, but no tears flowed.

Her body regained its blood color, but it became translucent.

"Artoria...why did you sell your body, trample on your personality, and trample on your dignity?" Her voice was no longer hoarse, but completely destroyed. "I know it, and Morgan knows it—you don't like us, you don't like anything in the British Isles. Like that Vortigern...that's why we...that's..."

"Because Jeanne said that she wants to live, no matter what."

Merlin's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hands trembled violently.

I admit it very simply.Because it does seem like that, I do seem to be pushing and selling myself, and there's nothing wrong with admitting it—at least it seems to me right now. "I find it hard to live, especially since I underestimated the enemy {)

After a pause, I finally remembered that what Merlin said was actually not accurate: "It's not considered a betrayal, is it? Merlin, you like me very much, and you didn't reject me? Only if you agree, is it considered a betrayal. If you refuse, it is considered a betrayal. Think of it as a parting gift, right? Forget it and fulfill your wish... Anyway, the country is gone, the people are gone, and Mordred has been driven away by me. Now I only have myself and Jean Na. If you want to exchange for help, the price I can give... is really only me."

It's a pity that Merlin is not willing to help me at this time.

It seems that I didn't feel wrong when I was in Camlan, like I loved Britain deeply, but hated Britain deep down.People around me, while loving me deeply, also hate me deep in their hearts.Only when I am down, dead, and soon to be gone, will I come to me, will I seek a solution to my problems.

In the dream, my body gradually becomes transparent, and my consciousness gradually wakes up—the dream will soon be unsustainable.

——No matter which side of the dream, it is the same.

"Goodbye, Merlin. This should be the last time we meet, right? I hope that after you forget about me, you can be happy and be a heartless dream monster who doesn't care about anything. In this way, you No more sadness."

But suddenly, Merlin stood up and grabbed my arm tightly.

Tears cut her cheeks, dripping down her body like a spring.

Again, I laughed - she finally said yes.Now my win rate is no longer zero.

Merlin forced a smile, it was a hundred times uglier than crying, it was better not to smile.

Merlin and I embraced each other and woke up together in the dream.

Chapter 64: Heart of Love ([-] words)

◆Artoria◆

Opening my eyes, I noticed a figure on the other side.

The long pure white hair, pure white skin, and the faint shadow of flowers confirmed her identity.

Merlin, who straddled the gap between dreams and reality and embraced me at the last moment, finally came to my side.

It's just that her body is exposed, with neither coat nor lining, and there are many traces of kisses on her body.Her face was very peaceful, and there was a faint smile on her lips, as if she was immersed in the aftertaste of a beautiful dream, unwilling to wake up.

I slept a total of six hours.Sounds like a little less for those who are crossing the night, but I think it's enough.

Eyes moved to the other side.The witch was sleeping soundly, frowning tightly, as if she was having a nightmare.

Looking at myself, my pajamas are still the ones worn by the witch, the cute ones.

Carefully getting up, I leaned on the back of the bed, thinking about how to explain for a while.

——Is this cheating?How can it be considered cheating?

This idea came to my mind, but was quickly suppressed.

Although it felt outrageous, Jeanne did encourage me to cheat, at least to accept Merlin and Morgan's feelings for me.

So, after a brief panic, I immediately calmed down-this is not something worth panicking in the first place.

I was just doing the right thing at the right time, with the right person.

It's just that I didn't expect Merlin to lie directly next to me, making the situation look quite awkward.

Time passed little by little.While I was waiting calmly, someone beside me opened his eyes—it was Merlin.

Her eyes were blurred, and she glanced around blankly.After seeing me, I blinked and didn't realize who I was for a long time, or recognized me, but didn't dare to confirm-I regretted it.The pajamas the witch gave me are too cute. In my life as Arturia, I always wear neutral clothes, and I have never worn such clothes.

As a result, people who are familiar with me, seeing my current appearance, dare not confirm that I am Artoria.