People in Britain, draw the sword in the stone at the beginning

She saw a lot of things in the chat group, and the group friends speculated that Roa, the group leader, was the god of the Christian religion, and Artoria knew it all too well.

Her vision has broadened a lot, but she still has no intention of giving up her wish.

Even after seeing this different Mordred in the group, she was even more eager to realize her wish.

This is Artoria.

She once thought about whether she could also realize her wish by speaking out her problems in the group.

But she is completely unfamiliar with other people, and Luo A, the group leader.

In addition, she probably knew about the Holy Grail War at that time, so...she didn't appear in the group very often, just watching silently.

Then it wasn't until the summoning of the heroic spirit came to her that she looked at the brilliance and stood up slowly.

A knight should hold his sword tightly.

Then go to open up the future.

— to open up a better future.

Arturia was still thinking this way a second before being summoned.

But when all the light brought by the summoning ceremony dissipated and she was about to swear to the Master in front of her, she saw an extremely familiar face.

"You are......"

Arturia looked at Roa in front of her, her eyes widened.

And Luo A casually raised his hand, and showed her the command spell on the back of his hand.

"I know you should be very surprised now, so calm down a little bit, many things are like this, they happened after they happened—and now, I am one of the participants in this Holy Grail War, and I am also the one who will send you The Master who summoned here."

Hearing what Roa said, Artoria took a deep breath, but after she calmed down a little, her brows were still frowning.

There is a question, she is really very curious.

"Does an existence like you need the Holy Grail?"

"To be precise, what I need more than the Holy Grail is this grand ceremony called the Holy Grail War—but you can just pretend that I need the Holy Grail."

Seeing that Roa admitted it directly, Arturia slowly loosened her brows at this moment.

"Since this is the case, then the purpose is the same, so I declare this - Heroic Spirit, Saber, will definitely win for you."

Compared to the serious Arturia, Roa has a casual smile on his face.

After Arturia's declaration, he clapped his hands casually, and Arturia saw the surrounding space twisted and folded randomly like a child's toy, and then from the area with a somewhat serious atmosphere just now , directly turned into an old-fashioned study with a warm bonfire.

Huge bookshelves stood on either side of the fire, and above the campfire was a huge portrait.

The person depicted in the painting was none other than Roa.

It's just that it's different from Roa's current attire. In the painting, Roa is wearing silver armor and a blue cloak, holding a golden sword hilt with one hand.

He wore neither a helmet nor a crown.

But around him, the people who merged with the background are surrounding him.

That is something that can highlight the identity of the king more than any throne or crown.

In other words, this is the only medal and crown that a real king should have.

"Sit down, since in the next few days... well, let's count it as a comrade-in-arms, then there is no need to be so serious."

Roa's voice sounded from behind Artoria, and then Artoria moved her gaze away from the portrait on the stove with some doubts, and placed it in a row of three single-seater sofas. Surrounded seating area.

Luo A is sitting at the most important part of the whole row of sofas at the moment. Various snacks are placed on the coffee table in front of him at some point, while he pours two cups of tea.

"Thank you-々..."

Seeing Roa like this, Arturia also sat opposite Roa.

Then I drank a little tea and ate some snacks.

Originally, she just planned to put on a little show, but when she really ate these things, Arturia speeded up her eating with a blank expression.

no way.

"Ahem, hunger is the enemy."

Arturia saw Roa looking at her with a smile, so she cleared her throat right now, and then gave such an explanation in a serious manner.

Luo A has seen this picture countless times.

These snacks are also specially selected.

Because even Artoria, who is basically not picky about eating and drinking, actually has a difference between what she likes to eat and what she particularly likes to eat.

And these are carefully found out by the chefs of Camelot Castle.

Therefore, Roa had expected that Arturia would react in this way.

Waiting until Arturia finished eating, then Roa clapped his hands and cleared everything on the table, leaving only the teapot and teacups.

After that, he picked up the teacup and looked at Artoria.

"It seems that you are calmer now, so you asked me before if I need the Holy Grail, so let me ask you a question now-what is your wish?"

Hearing Roa's question, Artoria was silent for a while, then looked at Roa firmly.

"I want to save Britain...or redeem my mistakes so that Britain can have a better future."

Hearing what Artoria said, Roa also nodded.

Because only those who came from that era would know the kind of struggle at that time—the fate of death, which was also a very headache for Roa at one time.

This is not comparable to the difficulty of winning a war that is said to be impossible to win, or conquering a natural danger that is absolutely impossible to conquer.

Mortal destiny... all of Britain will perish if it cannot be stopped.

And it's not that the country is destroyed, it's that all the people with the protection of the gods will all die.

Because the world at that time had already chosen the young human beings, they might not even count as human beings in the judgment of the world at that time.

If you fail to practice your own kingly way, of course you don't need to subvert anything.

But if you fail, all your people will die together?

If you have never faced this situation, what qualifications do you have to laugh at others?

But those who have really faced this situation directly can hear the confusion and struggle from Artoria's seemingly firm words.

This is not to laugh at her anymore.

So he nodded.

"So, what's the truth?"

Ok?

Hearing what Roa said, Artoria was obviously taken aback.

Then Roa continued.

"As for the wish you just said, if I laugh at you at this time for wanting to deny your own history, wanting to deny the glory you created with other knights... I'm afraid you can't even refute my words Come out."

"I know you're not that much of a talkative guy, but I also know that if you really think this is all right, then you're going to show your rigid and determined side."

While talking, Roa put down the teacup, then crossed his hands, supported his chin, tilted his head, and looked at Arturia in the shadow of the flickering flame.

"It's not like you are now, so confused that you don't even know whether all this is correct and whether it's worth it, isn't it?"

If what Roa said at the beginning made Artoria subconsciously want to deny something, then as Roa continued to speak, Arturia became less willing to speak.

Arturia didn't answer until Roa finished speaking, but slowly moved her eyes away while staring at Roa, and put her eyes on the teacup in her hand.

"No wonder Roman and the others say that you are an omniscient and omnipotent god. I really can't hide my embarrassing appearance from you."

Having said that, Arturia sighed.

If the person sitting in front of her was not Roa but a normal magician, then Artoria would never show such a side.

After all, she has always insisted on the words Merlin said to her before she drew her sword...

Before being a human being, she was a king first!

But she didn't know why, when she saw Luo A, she felt an inexplicable intimacy...

Perhaps this is the affinity that God has.

When Artoria descended, the Holy Grail injected her with a lot of knowledge about modern society, and she had some understanding of Christian prayer and confession.

Perhaps it was because what she was facing was not a human being, but a god.

Just like when those believers confessed alone.

That's why Arturia spoke slowly now.

"I'm really confused and angry..."

She said this in a relatively calm but trembling voice.

"...々...The glory that I and the knights have built, this is something I have been proud of until now, and it is something more important than our lives."

"But such glory did not accomplish anything in the end... I felt angry when I saw Mordred holding a sword in front of me."

"But at that time, I didn't know what I was angry about...Is this anger aimed at Mordred? Or is it aimed at Sister Wang?"

"neither."

Arturia shook her head, and then looked at Roa again.

She looked much more relaxed than before.

"It wasn't until later that I gradually figured it out. What really angered me was the fact that what we had built and what we were proud of was so fragile."

"I know the so-called fate of death."

"But I still established all that, because at that time I was still thinking, if that is a more terrifying enemy than the white dragon.

Even if we cannot win, we will show before him our glory, our pride—that is something more important than life, and the only thing we can build on life. "

"If we win, then fate has been defeated by us. If we fail - then we have not given up the glory that is more important than life."

"But... the glory that we have been emphasizing, which is more important than life, is so easily stained, so easily disintegrated and shattered..."

"It was only at the moment when I faced Mordred that I realized that the so-called fate of death is not an enemy stronger than the white dragon."