I, the heroic substitute, was exposed

Although he was also injured, the knight still galloped on the battlefield.

The king served by the knights has been caught by the god of death.

Although the king single-handedly defeated the enemy army, the king himself was mortally wounded.

That injury was hopeless in the eyes of the knight.

The king they serve must be about to die.

"Please wake up...! When we get to that forest, we will definitely...!"

screaming desperately.

Or, so that the knight can feel real.

Their king is immortal.

As long as there is the guidance of the holy sword, the king will not be destroyed.

"Haha, ha, ha, ha!"

Short of breath, over the mountain of corpses, the knight's goal is the forest that is not stained with blood.

He knew the quality of the king's immortality.

Therefore, he believed that if he crossed this cursed battlefield and reached the place of Qingling, the king's wounds would be healed.

It's not the only way to believe it.

Unlike other knights, he believed in his king.

Isolated at court, shunned by knights, feared by the people.

He is proud of the young king who has no personal relationships in the poor land and works tirelessly to achieve his ideals.

He is not serving the country.

Because of this king, he handed over his sword and became the king's guard as a young man.

The king who cannot see the real side.

No personal affair, fair and selfless boy.

Or, expecting to see the real side of the king as long as he becomes a guard.

He just wanted to see the real side of the king.

It's not what I saw in the royal city or the battlefield, but I want to see the real smiles of human beings.

In the court, it will appear when you are freed from the duties of the king.

No matter how perfect the king is, he cannot pretend to be himself anytime and anywhere.

However, that idea is wrong.

All he knew was the opposite of what he expected.

Become a guard and protect the king's side.

Closer than the other knights, watching the daily activities all the time.

Even so, not once.

His king never smiled once.

"Haha, ha, ha, ha!"

When you feel angry because of it.

To accomplish such a great cause, you should be the king in glory.

In fact, no gentle expression was ever seen.

Unforgivable.

Want to believe that there is no such thing.

Because of this, hope that Wang's face will shine one day.

Not yet achieved.

Wang is still alone.

Therefore, the knights refused internal, ministry, hair, book/group: 9'8"0'2,05?8, 5:6 refused the king's death.

Can't end here.

In this case, wouldn't this great king not be rewarded?

"King, please stay here now. Call the soldiers immediately."

In the forest, the knight leaned the king's body against the big tree.

It can't be too late.

It would only take half a day to go to the port if your own army ran faster with horses.

Whether the king can survive until dawn tomorrow, anyone with eyes can see through it.

"Please bear with me until then. I will definitely bring the soldiers here"

yes no

The king of consciousness saluted, and the knight ran to the white horse.

"Bedwell"

before that.

The king, who should have been unconscious, called the knight by his name.

"King!? Are you awake...!?"

"...Well. Had a little dream"

Hazy voice.

However, that voice felt very warm in the knight's ears.

"Dream...?"

It sounded like a questioning voice.

Wang's consciousness is not yet complete.If you don't answer the question like this, you will fall into the darkness again.

"Hmm. I haven't seen it. It's a valuable experience."

"...Really. Please rest carefully. I will bring soldiers over during this time"

""

Take a breath.

There was something strange in the knight's words.

"...King? Are there any rude words...?"

"No. I'm just surprised by what you said. Are dreams something you can see after waking up? It's not a different dream, but if you close your eyes, you will see the same thing...?"

Surprised by the change of knights this time.

After sorting it out, he knew it was a false answer.

"Yes. If you have strong thoughts, you will see the same dream. I also have the same experience."

Nothing like that at all.

Dreams are meant to be only once.

Even so the knight lied.

This is the first and last time to apologize to Wang for his injustice.

"Really. You are really knowledgeable, Bedivere."

Wang said emotionally.

He lowered his head and didn't look at the knight.

Wang no longer knew what he was doing breathing, quietly,

"Bedivere. Take my famous sword."

With the voice that was taken away, give one last command.

"Listen. Through this forest, over that blood-stained hill. Beyond that is a deep lake. Throw my sword into it."

"! Wang, then...!"

The knight knew what it was.

The sword of the lake.

Letting go of the sword that has protected the king until now, the king's proof, represents the end of the king he served.

"Go ahead. Come back here when you're done, I want to hear what you saw"

The king's words did not change.

The knight took the holy sword, unable to cut it, hesitantly crossed the hill.

then.

Three times the knight hesitated to return the sword.

There is indeed a lake.

But couldn't throw the sword into it.

If you put the sword in, the king will no longer be a king.

The knight could not throw his sword because of the king, so he returned to the king.

The king repeatedly ordered the knights.

To the knight who lied about throwing away the sword, he replied "just obey the order".

Disobeying the king's order is a serious crime for a knight.

But he risked his life a second time.

Whenever I am in front of the lake, I think of Wang's life.

But it will end.

The knight, realizing that the king's will will never change, threw his sword into the lake for the third time.

The holy sword was returned to the lake.

The white wrist that appeared on the water took the sword, and after spinning three times in mid-air, the holy sword disappeared from the world.

""

Then, the Cavaliers accepted.

King's end.

That too long responsibility ends here.

When I crossed the hill for the third time, the forest was shrouded in the rising sun.

There are no traces of the battlefield.

There is no look of bloodthirsty war, in the clear mist.

"Throw the sword into the lake. The hand of the woman in the lake did receive the sword"

The king opened his eyes because of the knight's words.

"...Is that so. Lift your chest up. You, obey your king's order"

In the voice of welcoming death, the knight nodded silently.

It's all over.