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

"Saber!"

"La... Diarmuid, what happened?"

"A monster has appeared in the school and is wreaking havoc everywhere. Get out of here quickly!"

"What!?" Monster?Artoria shuddered when she heard this word, the dull hair on her head fluttered as if warning her of something. "How can you escape? There are still students who can't fight in the school—"

"Wait, Saber!"

Seeing Artoria pick up a training sword and rush out, Diarmuid also subconsciously stretched out his hand to intercept, but seeing Artoria's figure, he also gritted his teeth .Turning around, he stood on the wall of the training room, took out two training swords, one long and one short, and rushed out.

.........

Peng~~~

The ground was torn apart, and the buildings were blasted into big holes.

The hell where demons dance wildly can be described as a reality imagined by human beings...

However, the fact is not the case!

"What is this?" Artoria, who ran out of the gymnasium, was stunned when she saw the scene in front of her. Where is the monster that was promised?What about massive destruction?Well~ the damage is indeed damage, the concrete floor is cracked, and there are several holes in the surrounding buildings.

But what is in front of me!Brown origami horses as tall as people, countless light black origami bats, emerald green origami snakes, red origami geese, pink origami rabbits, yellow origami wolves...

It's like something ran out of a fairy tale garden, and it's completely impossible for people to connect it with a terrifying monster.

But the current situation is really caused by the other party!

"Saber! What's the situation now?"

Diarmuid also ran out at this time, but when he came out, he was also intimidated by the drawing of hell in front of him.

Are they opening the wrong way?

But the doubts didn't last long, because the origami in front of him, which seemed to be incompatible with monsters, was indeed the culprit of the current situation.

There were still fleeing people around, but most of them were caught up by Origami and knocked down to the ground.

There were quite a few bloody figures on the ground, but it was reckoned that there should still be voices.

"Diarmuid~ Let's go!"

"Oh!"

Can't tolerate this group of origami people running amok here, Artoria, holding a training sword, rushed over quickly, and chopped the origami wild horse running in front of her with a swift and violent slash!

Should it be simple or fragile?

The easy kills were a bit lacklustre, but at least the wild horse dissipated quickly after being split, which meant the enemy was still manageable.

"Everyone, if you can still walk, get out of here quickly! If you still have the energy, help take the others out!"

Simple orders are given, but how many people can carry them out is another question.

Now, if you can save as many people as you can, save as many as possible...

Who caused this attack, and for what purpose?

Artoria, who was feeling uneasy in her heart, suddenly—the dumb hair on her head trembled, it was Artoria who sensed it!There was a sense of danger approaching, which made Artoria nervously slash back immediately.

Duang~~~

"what?!"

The training sword was firmly grasped, and Artoria saw a face similar to a fox, but with a lot of origami bats wrapped around her body.

Those seemingly slender hands just lifted a finger, blocking the chopping of the training sword.

"Heroic spirit of different quality? No, it's not...the breath is different."

It doesn't have the terrifying aura of Lacner Purgatory, and it doesn't look like the madness of Tachika Fujimaru's transformation. Instead, it looks like a very stupid candy covered with a layer of diamonds.

'kill...'

There seemed to be some strange voice in her mind, and Artoria suddenly felt the weakness of her hands, and the monster in front of her directly swung her fists, wanting to knock Artoria away!

"Saber!!!"

thump—

Accompanied by Diarmuid's shout, a figure in a cloak suddenly appeared in front of Artoria.The opponent's figure hidden under the tattered cloak only revealed the mechanical arm of his right hand, and blocked the monster's fist.

"Eh?"

"Don't be confused ~ my king, it's time. Haven't you been waiting for it?"

The figure under the cloak seemed to be saying something in a vicissitudes but happy voice, and as if worried that Artoria would not understand, the other finger pointed in the direction of the entrance of the academy.

In the most conspicuous place over there, there is a sword stuck in the stone.

That is the treasure left according to the will of King Uther, whoever can draw the sword is the king of Britain!

As the other party said, now is the time...

"Ouch!!!"

The monster in front of him roared loudly, as if he was dissatisfied with the intruders. A group of origami bats fell like dark clouds and rushed towards the cloaked man in an instant.

"A beast without consciousness, not even a heroic spirit of a different type. Devour my soul and run away——Silver Meteor!"

The steel mechanical arm emitted a dazzling silver light, and the next moment it was like some kind of metal-cutting laser, and the huge bat swarm was cut into countless pieces at high speed.

But the monster could only yell, ghost...

"Go~ my king~"

Hearing the cloaked man's voice, Artoria felt an inexplicable sense of trust.

She has a feeling - it's about time~

I, Artoria, Kamen Rider ([-])

Guardians of many heroic spirits who have experienced the changing times.

At this moment, their strength will be inherited into the future!

Congratulations - the birth of a new king!

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[Sword in the Stone] This is the last will left by King Uther before his death ten years ago!

'Whoever can draw this sword is the king of Britain! '

After that, Britain entered the dark ages, and fighting has become a part of the daily life. It is obvious that if it continues like this, it will perish in the near future.I have to say that entrusting the future of a country to a sword is a very stupid act. All countries in the world agree that Britain is crazy.

Can this kind of king selection, which is obviously full of contradictions, really be able to choose a suitable king in the end?And because there is no king in the past ten years, Britain has become dozens of times more chaotic than the Middle East.Each city acts independently and establishes its own army and political system. It is said that it is waiting for the appearance of the king, but in fact it is a king on its own.

In the past ten years, people are looking forward to the appearance of the future king.

During this period, people continued to penetrate and capture the city of Glamorgan, wanting to capture the [Sword in the Stone] as a proof of their orthodoxy. After all, no one would want to leave such an important national heritage in an unknown in the city of merchants.

But now, as if guided by fate, Artoria's eyes turned to the entrance of the academy, where the [Sword in the Stone] had been placed there like a sacred object.

【It's time already~ Go get the sword out,】

It was as if the gentle whispers in the dream appeared in his ears again, and it was this voice that had been guiding him forward.

In the past ten years, Arturia has never seen anyone draw a sword. People just want the [Sword in the Stone] to remain as it is. Never even thought about it.

Longing for the appearance of the king, but do not want to bear the responsibilities left by the prophecy, and even dismiss the so-called prophecy.

【However, you are not like that~ aren't you? 】

That's right, Arturia was shown as a man until she was brought out by Kai a few years ago.

And since he was sensible, he practiced swordsmanship, studied state affairs, and even kept suppressing and erasing the self-feelings that belong to human beings.

Needless to say, it's all about this moment!

In order to pull out the sword of choosing the king, she was born in this world.

"Saber? What are you doing!"

Diarmuid, who was still cleaning up a large number of origami monsters in the square, saw Artoria's movement, and strode towards the display stand where the sword in the stone was placed, and even raised his right hand.

The girl named Artoria is destined to be king!

That was a choice she would not give up even if she had heard about it, or even seen it, as the Demon King herself twenty-five years later!

but...

"Finally, let me make sure, are you really going to draw that sword?"

At some point, pink petals were already falling from the sky, and the whole college suddenly turned into a sea of ​​petals.

The wounds on the wounded who were originally attacked by the monsters disappeared like a dream, and the figure of Diarmuid who was still standing in front of the origami seemed to have a stronger magic power than before.

"This is the first time we meet outside of the dream, Merlin..."

Beside [Sword in the Stone], the mysterious white-robed mage hides his face, and the countless petals make it seem like a huge growing flower.That is the Archmage Merlin of the British Isle, the prophet of the nightmare that everyone knows, and the British Isle has not had the insurance of self-destruction in the past ten years.

"Really, then draw your sword, but don't forget. Once you draw your sword, you will no longer be a human being. Not only that~ the words in your hand will be hated by all kinds of people, and you will usher in a tragic death .”

"Now, I hold the future in my hands. I've been waiting for this moment... No, I've lived for this moment!"

Holding [Sword in the Stone] Arturia's hand bent back, and the gorgeous and simple Sword in the Stone was easily pulled out like a light toy.In the direction of the bright sky, Gao points to the sun.

"Ah~~~ You have chosen the difficult path. However, miracles always have a price~ Congratulations--the birth of a new king! Your name is [Arthur (Arthur)], and you will use your most important Things to exchange!"

The [Sword in the Stone] is pulled out, then it is no longer the [Sword in the Stone], it is just a very ordinary and luxurious sword.Arturia naturally knew about this kind of thing, as long as no one recognized that it was the King's Choice Sword, then it was just an ordinary sword.

therefore...

"It's just pulling out an old sword, but it can't change anything! Now I have the power of a heroic spirit, and I am not at the same level as the king of Britain!"

The monster with a fox-like face roared, but the appearance of the other party being suppressed by the cloaked monster was no different from what the other party said had inherited the power of the heroic spirit, and it was different from the king of Britain.

In this regard, seeing Artoria's movements, the mysterious man in the cloak retreated all of a sudden, like a group of ghosts without a trace, quietly drifting to Artoria's side.

"My king, you already know how to use it?"

The man in the cloak bent down, his respectful attitude seemed to have been trained for her for many years.