What Can I Do if I Travel to Fgo? I'm Desperate Too

It's a pity that it's just the imagination of future generations, and the real battle is not over yet at this juncture.

It's a pity that the wind element partner of the Gale Lord can no longer be revealed, and the lance that was blown up has long been destroyed, and even the right hand can't be described as still connected to the flesh.The weak state of the king and the knights, the civil strife of the Knights of the Round Table, Gawain who was blinded by hatred, and Lancelot who was blocked on the coast and simply watched all this.

This war has been powerless. The Knight King's struggle is obviously futile. Without the scabbard, the Knight King will undoubtedly lose. This rebellion is already destined to be successful.

"Surrender! Rodrite!! Look at your king! She's gone!"

Mordred roared not far away, and Tatsuka Fujimaru could only hear this roar.

That may be the roar engraved deep in the memory, because Fujimaru Tachika didn't hear anything else.

There was neither the shouts of killing from the crowd, nor even Rodrite's own words.He just raised the chopping sword in his hand on the spot, as if roaring something, and once again strangled with the rushing Mordred.

Rodritte began to appear after King Arthur got the Sword in the Stone, until now, only this sword has been used.No matter how noble other knights use to show their virtues, no matter how brilliant and powerful other swords are.He just used the sword, no matter how many times it had nearly been cut off by the blade and shattered by the axe.

Fujimaru Tachika knew that the sword was called the [Sword of the Great Knight's Declaration], and it was an ordinary slashing sword that Rodritte had rarely called it.Even in the relevant records of later generations, the word "Declaration of the Great Knight" basically only appeared once, and that was not the name of Rodrite's sword.What has been passed down is only the exaggerated praise of Lord Galewind's invincibility with his long spear.

Singing Honor·Oath of Victory

Only those who have really seen Lord Galewind draw his sword can understand the meaning of this sentence...

And in this memory, Fujimaru Tatsuka saw all of that as a matter of course.

The continuous slashing without any gap at all was as wild and brutal as a storm.This is completely unreasonable, a method of warfare that completely puts the enemy under one's own rhythm.The violent hazy wind swept through the distance of [-] meters centered on the knight, and the dust was swept up into the sky in an instant, and the storm directly dug up the dust except the earth from the earth.Mars splashed in the interlacing of the blades, and the agitated magic power turned into fantastic colors under the rendering of the atmosphere.

It only takes a few minutes before Mordred will be cut by the sword, right?In the life-and-death battle, Rodrite's fighting power is simply a monster.But even so, Mordred tightly grasped Rodrite's sword-holding left hand with his right hand.Let the opponent's slashing sword swirl around the storm, roaring wantonly in front of him.

At this time, on the distant battlefield, the knights around King Arthur had already been killed and injured.King Arthur, who is still human, has the blood of the red dragon, but at this moment, he has already lost the power to continue the battle.

However, he has his own goals and ideas...

That is a higher priority than beheading the enemy, and it is something that loyal ministers should do.

"knight's—"

Lanfeng's pressure raged across the land, and the land around Rodrite alone had been turned into powder, and the magic power like dancing flags condensed into countless belts, whipping the tortured battlefield.

"—loyal!!!"

【honor】

It was a kilometer-long tornado torn out by a powerful storm centered on Rodrite!

Gather magic power to form a line and cut it out!Reduce everything in front of you to ashes!

Rodritte's sword is an absolutely loyal sword without any judgment value.

In this world, who can stop it?

Is there anyone in this world who can resist this honor and loyalty that seems to be able to illuminate the whole world!

There may be, but it is definitely not Mordred who is crawling on the ground and struggling forward.

This blow that condensed Rodritte's remaining magic power passed straight across Mordred's side, cut through the already clear battle situation, penetrated the chaotic army formation, and disappeared at the far end.

The purpose is fundamentally only one in nature!

——Give a way to survive for the King of Knights!

Due to the magic power released before, there are no other enemies around the King of Knights at this moment.

Therefore, this blow has constituted a safe path enough for the King of Knights to retreat alone. As long as the King of Knights is still alive, he will definitely be able to make a comeback!It was the same as thirty years ago, and it was the same as in the past when he watched the miracle of who pulled out the sword in the stone and was born.

He successfully created a passage that belongs to the King of Knights to life, and this is his victory.

As long as the king still exists, the country will never perish.

But how could King Arthur get cold feet?

In front of Mordred, Rodrite was smiling, proudly and sadly.

The King of Knights still stood there, looking at the way of life broken by the storm without a trace of nostalgia, but looked at Mordred who was struggling to get up in the middle of the battlefield.

Did he win?At the end of his life, did he really win on the fence?

Exhausted of energy, invincible in battle, always following the King of Knights, and having nothing... He has long blond hair like a waterfall and a pair of sea-blue pupils.Sometimes his eyes were as cold as ice, and sometimes as soft as sea water.

It's just that it doesn't make any sense anymore...

He picked up his own chopping sword with his backhand and stabbed down, nailing himself to the ground.

The knight who had already lost his vitality, even in death, carried out the honor that only belonged to him to the end.

Gale Lord, who finally lost consciousness, still looked at the final battlefield. The King of Knights did not retreat, and was still fighting there.

Then everything dissipated in the darkness...

The so-called undefeated Gale Lord, in the last battle of his life, the only result was failure.

301 Broken Clay Figurines

Once upon a time there was a man...

He was a foolish guy who wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Son of God even though his body was made of clay.

His ignorant arrogance naturally offended the gods in the sky, and the man was punished by the gods and lost his life.

but......

—Why are you crying?Could it be that things have come to this, and you regretted standing by this king's side?

"not like this.

After my death, who else can understand you?

Who else can walk with you?

My friend, when I think that you will live alone in the future.

I couldn't hold back the tears..."

In this way, when he saw the man take his last breath, the sovereign king understood the way of life of this man who, as a human being, wanted to surpass human beings.

It is more precious and dazzling than all the treasures in my collection.

Reach out to the fool who does not belong to the human realm.

There is only one person in the sky and the world who is qualified to appreciate your shattering!

There is no one but this king Gilgamesh!

Dazzling and illusory person, throw yourself into the arms of this king!

This is the king's decision.

.........

The clay figurine was born from the clay.

Clay kneaded by God's hands, made as a tool that can be changed in various ways.

When the clay figurine wakes up in the wilderness, the first scenery reflected in his eyes is the vast land and sky, and the fortress-like city standing in the distance.

Flicking fingers to return to a prosperous century, the first is the last.

Inadvertently, I heard a call from afar.

It was neither mother's loving fingers nor father's stern scolding that awakened the clay figurine.

It was because he cared about the call that he opened his heavy eyelids.

The clay figurine who just woke up is not rational.

His father was Anu, the king of the gods, and his mother was Alulu, the goddess of creation.

They gave me superior abilities, but they didn't give me a soul.

Therefore, for several years after waking up, I was just a living body running with wild beasts in the wilderness.

However, I still have tasks that need to be accomplished. When my mother made me, she gave me a mission.

[Suo Yo, you have to bring that wedge (Gilgamesh) back to us. 】

However, I don't have a soul.

Nothing to do but survive in the wild.

I lack the will to be a human being.

Day after day, just running in the wilderness with the animals makes me feel happy.

Although I have not been completed, I am not lacking in anything.

only...

Occasionally stop and look back at the distant city

On the other side of the wilderness, someone's voice is calling.

Whose voice is that?

Not father, not mother.

Someone I don't know is calling me.

My father, who mourned for my irrationality, sent a woman.

For me, who had never even seen a mirror, that human form became my teacher who began to understand myself.

I learned wisdom and reason, and was taught the truths of heaven and earth.

In order to fulfill the mission entrusted at the beginning of its creation, it was given a soul.

"Enkidu"

It was the first time I said my own name.

From that moment on, the world became extremely simple.

My duty, my mission...

Since it is to show the wrath of God to that proud [Gilgamesh]!

My chest throbbed with joy.