Artoria the Big Liar

The Great Liar Artoria Author: Nidolua

Introduction:

The so-called "long-cherished wish" is to prove the previous life in the past life, to prove the past in the future, to turn the result into the cause, and to prove the nature body by itself.

After death, she was reborn and became Artoria, but she was just an empty shell.The only way to survive is to keep lying.

However, Wish Force reproduced her past and experiences according to her lies during the period.As a result, she could only keep lying and verifying, like a spiral doomed to annihilation.

Her every lie must become true in the future, and she must also turn all hush into truth, or she will be forgotten and erased from all traces of existence.

For the people she cherishes, for the people who cherish her, she will keep practicing her words.

Fortunately, she is not alone...

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(This chapter is Artoria's No.1 perspective.)

Hollows hang high in the sky like dying stars.

The black mud was poured on the ground and turned into the karmic fire of hell.

At the top of the tall building, I looked at the picture scroll, let the wind blow my face, and my heart was extremely peaceful.

The drama finally ushered in the moment when the curtain came to an end.

The audience is about to leave, the actors are about to exit, and the spotlights are about to turn off.

The play is called "The Fourth Holy Grail War".

I'm the main character in it, a character named "Arturia Pendragon".

The height is the same, the eye color is the same, and the hair color is the same. The spirit foundation transformed from the soul of the dead person was summoned by Emiya Kiritsugu through the descent ceremony of the spirit foundation, and he carried a glorious but simple holy sword with him. is a fake.

—except myself.

I know better than anyone that I am a fake.

I don't have the skills of King Arthur, and even the posture of holding the sword is wrong.

I don't have the power of King Arthur, and I don't have the ability to liberate the Holy Sword from the beginning.

I can't beat anyone.My only reliance is the identity of King Arthur.

Thus, Fuyuki City became my stage, and the Holy Grail War became my repertoire.

I am here to play, to narrate, to dance, to sing, to pretend to be King Arthur, to be herself.

Emiya Kiritsugu is an outrageous man.I don't need to do anything, like a black iron player who strayed into a platinum game, as long as I don't interfere with this king player, victory is within easy reach.

In fact it is.

Half of the six hostile Masters died in Emiya Kiritsugu's sneak attack—Matou Kariya, Kenneth, and Kotomine Kirei.

Of the remaining three, two committed suicide—Tokiomi Tosaka and Ryunosuke Usaki.

The only survivor was Weber Velvet—but he lost his followers, so he naturally didn't have the right to continue participating in the war.

There is only one group left in the Holy Grail War, so the winner has been determined.

Just make a wish to the Holy Grail, and the Holy Grail War is over, and it is over for good.

It's a pity that the Holy Grail was a lie from the very beginning. The hole in the sky was the Holy Grail, and the black mud on the ground was the infinite magic power overflowing from the Holy Grail.The Grail grants no wish but destruction and destruction.Or in other words, no matter how beautiful the wish is, it will be twisted by the Holy Grail into viciousness and malice, and will be realized in a way of destruction and destruction.

Therefore, what I have to do is very simple, and what Emiya Kiritsugu needs to do is also very simple.

"Weimiya, what do you need to do, don't I need to repeat it?"

My pupils are still staring at the void in the sky, and there is a slight smile on the corner of my mouth, as if that is where I belong.

Emiya Kiritsugu was by my side.There was a burnt smell in the air—the man lit another cigarette.

As long as he encountered a difficult problem, he would light a cigarette and try to stimulate the nerves with substances to activate the brain.

I don't think there's anything tricky about the scene in front of me.Just execute the strategy and the drama is over.

"...Saber, do you have to do this?"

"Otherwise? Do you have a better strategy? Or, is the strategy of doing nothing like 'expecting the guardian of the world to solve the problem of the Holy Grail' that you said before considered a strategy? Emiya , It’s only been a week, I don’t believe you have degenerated to such an extent that you have even started to evade the most basic battle.”

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't explain, didn't ask, just remained silent.

The forest in the distance is burning, and the sound of the karmic fire is endless. It will spread to the urban area in less than two hours.

At that time, even if the evacuation has already begun, the entire city will be full of stampedes, looting, traffic jams, killings, and all kinds of evil.The black mud with imaginary magical power can't kill many people, but many people are killed by others-this is what must happen.

I don't believe that Emiya Kiritsugu didn't understand this truth.

"In the end, I still have to sacrifice you..."

Emiya Kiritsugu sighed, feeling lost, as if he had lost more thoroughly than any other Master.

My sight is still concentrated on that hole, and I have to start to quibble.

"This is not a sacrifice. The word sacrifice can only be applied to dead objects. I am a follower, a phantom of a heroic spirit, that is, the dead. My death is not a sacrifice, but the end that I should have had."

"But, Saber... According to legend, King Arthur was taken to Avalon, the paradise by Morgan, when he was dying. There, King Arthur gained eternal life. When Britain was in danger, King Arthur would leave Paradise to save his people—so, At least here, the word 'sacrifice' can be used to describe your strategy."

"Now is not the time to babble." I said dissatisfied, "Is this difficult for you, Emiya Kiritsugu? What should I do now, do you need me to teach you this 'partner of justice'? You just need Just use three command spells - the first, to fill my spirit base with magic. The second, to teleport me to the core of the Holy Grail. The third, to overload my spirit base. The overload will cause an explosion, an explosion It will destroy the structure of the Holy Grail, force it to stop pouring imaginary magic power, and force it to enter a dormant state. Then, you and Weber report this matter to the Association of Magicians, so that the great magic of the Holy Grail will be completely disintegrated, and the Holy Grail War will be over. There will be no fifth Holy Grail War. After that, you can do whatever you want, continue to be a messenger of justice or just be Illya's father—do you have any dissatisfaction with this ending?"

Emiya Kiritsugu did not answer.

He is thinking, he is hesitating.

I don't understand why he is hesitating.

However, the Command Seal is on the back of Emiya Kiritsugu's hand, and I'm just a false follower.

I can't do anything but wait.

This wait is 5 minutes.

It wasn't until I felt that I was reaching the limit of my patience that Emiya Kiritsugu finally made a sound.

"Saber...Actually, are you really King Arthur?"

"Maybe there is no difference to you, but it is very different to me." Emiya Kiritsugu took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily. "King Arthur is the king of knights. His life is bright and upright, and he will not have anything to do with me. But you are different. From the beginning to the end, you have cooperated with me. There is neither the stubbornness of a knight nor the arrogance of a king. I once suspected that you were an impostor King Arthur - but not long ago, I understood."

"Because I proposed that plan?"

"The storyteller's personal preferences and the creator's personal ideas will modify the stories and legends beyond recognition. In the late Ming version of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", Liu Bei is a hero, and he is worthy of being a knight-errant in the North. But in the Qing Dynasty version of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" In The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei was completely facialized, so that he became a character who only cried to show his benevolence. At first I thought you were not King Arthur, but now I have confirmed that you are—otherwise, I really It is impossible to imagine how a young girl would shoulder the burden of fate and embark on such a path."

I raised my eyebrows, and there was a slight ripple of joy in my heart.

This shows that my role was extremely successful, more like a King Arthur than King Arthur himself.

Just like the TV drama version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", the excellent acting skills and vivid image almost redefined the image of those characters.Subsequent novels, comics, and even games cannot break away from this framework.

In Emiya Kiritsugu's words, my acting skills have already reached this level.

That being the case, then I naturally insist on self-cultivation as an actor and never break the fourth wall.

"Yes or no is meaningless. The world only knows about Arthur Pendragon. As for who Arturia is, no one will know, and knowing it is meaningless except for talking about it at the dinner table. The matter has been determined, the British of the Britons has been destroyed, and the Pendragon dynasty has perished. These have been condensed into history, fixed, and cannot be modified, nor should they be modified. Therefore, this plan is not a sacrifice. Even if I really am not dead, and I will soon be. So..."

"Saber, what is your wish?"

"desire?"

"The reason for participating in the Holy Grail War. If there is no wish, the Heroic Spirit cannot respond to the call of the Holy Grail. An existence like you who made a promise with the world at the time of death must have a reason to win the Holy Grail War-the action must be Motivated."

motivation?What motive could there be?I was dropped here and put on this skin, what else can I do?

No way, who made me an actor now?As for motives, I can only make things up.

"I just want to see what is the almighty Holy Grail that Merlin said, and whether it can save Britain. Now it seems that it is like the one who draws the sword from the stone can save Britain. After all, it is used by magicians to deceive human talk."

"However, Mordred's prophecy has been confirmed. It is not empty talk."

Until this time, I shifted my gaze to Emiya Kiritsugu.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking as chic as a Lupine III cowboy.

The corners of my mouth curved slightly, and I raised my eyebrows slightly.

"Until I was sure that you were indeed King Arthur, I had no interest in your life. But now it's different."

I was silent for a while.Pretending to be entangled and recalling, is actually thinking about how to perfunctory.

I have not considered these issues.Can only say what comes to mind—in short, bullshit.

"The kingdom of Albion will be divided and there will be civil war. I have foreseen this long ago. The war that has lasted for many years and spread to the mainland and even Rome has already overwhelmed the people. A tyrant like me will be overthrown sooner or later, and will be overthrown by anyone Overthrow by one person—only I didn't expect it to be Mordred—but after knowing her identity, I am not surprised. She has my blood on her body. If it were me, I would probably do the same ...No, that's what I did. I overthrew Vortigern, I became Vortigern, and then I was overthrown by the new king, it's a matter of course."

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't say a word, trying to digest my nonsense.

It's gibberish indeed.It's not that I don't know who Artoria is and who Mordred is.It's just that the image of Artoria I played is like this. In order not to make mistakes, I can only change the image of Mordred.

I think the nonsense I came up with impromptu is good, there is nothing wrong with it, and it is easy for people to accept.

"...In other words, don't you hate Mordred?"

"Why hate?" I really had doubts, "When King Uther died in the hands of the humble king Vortigern, that transcendent had no hatred. When the humble king Vortigern died in my holy spear, she also No hate. It was my turn to die at the hands of Mordred, why should I hate? Not only did I not hate, but I felt sorry—if Morgan told me earlier, Mordred would not have to die with me—although It looks like she doesn't want to live. But who in the Pendragon family wants to live? Not even Morgan."

This is no longer nonsense, but crazy talk.

I think it's outrageous, but it's surprisingly reasonable, as if things really are like this.

Sure enough, Emiya Kiritsugu was silent for a long time again.It should be trying to understand my train of thought.

I moved my gaze back to the hole in the sky.I waited for Emiya Kiritsugu, but pretended to be lost in memory.At the same time, the corner of the mouth outlined a trace of bitterness, relief, and resignation to fate.

Before I knew it, I said redundant words: "Uther tried to turn the king into an inhuman existence and protect the Albion kingdom forever. The result was Vortigern. As a result, Vortigern wanted to end his own Fate, attracted the Saxons from the other side of the sea, and would rather become the humble king. In order to defeat the humble king, Uther and Merlin made me with Vortigern as the original version. I defeated Vortigern and drove the Saxons out The sea, fed the fish. But found that, no matter what, the Britons could no longer survive in the age of mysterious decline. So I launched a war. The scale of the war was getting bigger and bigger every time, and the goal of the war was getting more and more distant. In the end, the Britons The Littons couldn't stand it, they joined forces to encourage Mordred to rebel, and they chose to perish... So, Emiya, do you think I have anything to regret?"

If my memory serves me right, this is exactly what is in King Arthur's original "History of the Kings of Britain" - or rather, a compilation of legends about King Arthur in Wales and Cornwall that have been handed down.

Emiya Kiritsugu remained silent.He's still thinking, he's still struggling.

I continue to wait.For a guy like Emiya Kiritsugu whose heart and path are extremely extreme, urging is useless, and coercion can only have the opposite effect.Only when he understands and agrees with himself can he take action.

I don't know how long it has passed.When the ground under his feet was also surrounded by black mud, he finally took action——

The scarlet engraving in the shape of a long sword on the back of the hand shone brightly, and impressive magic power poured into my body.

A coercive force controlled my body, like a ghost pressing a bed, the connection between my body and consciousness was broken, and I was completely frozen in place.

"—Saber, at this moment, release your Noble Phantasm!"

A pitch-black sword appeared out of nowhere in my hand.Like a robot executing a program, my body took half a step forward, grasping the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised the sword high, and then swung it down heavily——

——Then, nothing happened.

There is no overflowing magic power, no pitch-black light cannons, and no wind-breaking sounds like screams of evil spirits.

As an actor, I just swung the fake holy sword and performed my acting skills.

It’s just an actor, it’s just an empty shell, it’s not a plot that only appears in third-rate novels like “King Arthur lost his memory, he’s actually himself”, the sword in his hand has proved everything, my crazy words have been Can't fool anyone anymore.

"After all... is it still like this..."

Emiya Kiritsugu sighed heavily, as if taking a deep breath.

I tried my best to keep my face sullen and withdraw the false holy sword, even though my emotions were already boiling like water, and I was extremely panicked.

In my impatience, I had to start urging, trying not to explain as much as possible.

"I explained the situation from the very beginning. This situation is the premise of my plan. But... it's just a waste of a Command Spell, and my plan can still be implemented. So... Emiya, do as I said. "

Emiya Kiritsugu did not respond.He didn't speak, just let the time pass slowly, like a sculpture.

The forest in front of me has turned into a sea of ​​flames.Even if the Holy Grail is destroyed by me, the fire will continue to spread.

The forest is a place where life flourishes, where all kinds of life strive to survive, singing the miracle of life.

Think about the squirrel hiding in the tree hole, think about the little rabbit chewing the grass, think about the kitten that escaped into the forest, and then the appearance of my fat lilac that didn’t move when I was alive came to my mind... …