Artoria the Big Liar

"My eyes can see through the times, you know that. People from the Association of Magicians have already arrived in Fuyuki, and many magicians already have command spells. I didn't check the exact number carefully, but there are only two places left at most. .” Merlin really investigated for a long time, and it wasn’t aimless.She smiled lightly and said: "Actually, Morgan and I originally thought about participating as masters and servants, but we gave up after considering the risks. After all, Morgan and I do not have the identity of modern society, and it is easy to cause accidents." , implicating you and Jeanne. We can flee back to Avalon regardless, but you have no choice."

So, what do I do?What other options do I have?

Although it has the same name, this Slaanesh is not the evil god in the war chess game.

In my poor memory, Khorne was dead, Tzeentch was dead, Nurgle was dead, gold, black, green, all dead.In that barren and chaotic universe, Slaanesh became the only god, a god in the true sense—she transcended the constraints of time and space, and could easily extinguish the stars.

Even if her power is weakened in this universe, it is not something that an ordinary person like me can fight against—unless I really become the "King of Eternity" and have another form of confrontation with her, but that It's also in the distant future.

Thinking of this, in front of the witch, I took a deep breath and said one more sentence——

"...Merlin, if, I mean if. If I want to participate in the Holy Grail War, what should I do?"

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Everyone is very happy. Although the house has not been found yet, things are indeed moving in the direction everyone likes.

Or, during this short period of time, everyone doesn't want to be disturbed by distracting things, and just wants to enjoy a moment of joy.

There is still an anxious feeling in my heart... In the next week, I must find the beginning of the script.Then according to the wishes of that Slaanesh, go through all kinds of things until the tragedy reaches the final end.

Maybe I feel my anxiety, or maybe the restlessness in my heart has affected my mood. In short, the witch tonight is crazy, desperately seeking, desperately possessing, as if trying to dissolve and mix us together to form a dark red The liquid made of dark blue stays here forever, stays in this moment forever——as a result, what was clearly a warm and happy time turned into another form of mutual injury, covering the wound with sensual pleasure, Exhausted, burned out, madness replaced tears, passion replaced crying, and finally panting slightly, lying in my arms, leaving only endless emptiness.

Forehead to forehead, heart to heart, I tried to calm her down, but the sorrow, the fear, and the desire to continue living lingered in her heart all the time.Through those sluggish golden eyes, I saw confusion.

"Arthur... Maybe it's good to just disappear like this?" Her voice was very small and weak, like a raving in a dream. "After all, it's just a dream... Will the dream wake up? Will it wake up soon? Even if it's a happy dream, when the good part is over, you should wake up, right?"

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"Don't think about it." I said softly. "With me here, the dream will not end."

"But I... I can't stop thinking about it?" Her voice was filled with tears, "Is this the 'protagonist' of the tragedy? Using my own flaws to force the one I love to walk on the road of thorns, but I can only hide." Behind that person, looking at the other person's bruises, seeing her clothes soaked in blood, but I can't do anything, I can only... It's like a waste..."

"It may be a road of thorns for ordinary people, but not for me." I forced a smile, and stopped her waist with my left hand.Under the moonlight, her silver hair and her fair skin reflected an almost light blue color, which made me dazed. "Did you forget? I'm a dragon, I'm King Arthur, and the so-called road of thorns is nothing to me like the cobblestone road in the park-have you forgotten the script at the beginning? I am capable of fighting In the whole world, how can such a difficult matter be difficult for me?"

"But...you don't know the solution? In the end, there are only those three options..."

"Let me think about it first. There must be a solution. If it doesn't work, then find a way to improve the three plans—for example, use other spiritual veins to build a pseudo-Holy Grail, complete the script with another world line, Or deceive the world and make the world think that you are the Dragon Witch. There is always a way, but more information is needed."

But...is it really that simple?If it was really that simple, would Merlin not know?Even if these plans are really possible, will that evil god, that Slaanesh, really make things go so smoothly?

So, impossible.These programs【!^

What a shameless liar...

"Then get up and do the math?"

Somehow, the idea popped into my head and I said it out of the blue.

The witch's face was inexplicable, and she looked at me as if she was watching a psychopath.

"...Huh? Math? Arthur, are you tired and confused?"

"It's not... When doing math problems, people's minds enter a peaceful state, and they won't think about it. Moreover, even if the French have an innate advantage in learning mathematics—it's the overly complicated number expressions in French— You don't like math very much either. Doing some math problems and looking at formulas that you don't understand at all, you can easily fall asleep, right?"

"Tsk..." The witch gave me a disgusted look, "...Forget it then, I don't want to torture my brain."

Think about it too.It's already midnight, and it's really strange to get up to do math problems after doing that kind of thing just now.

After thinking about it again, considering that the night is still very long, I try to continue to say something to make time go faster.

"In that case, we won't go to school tomorrow... Is there anything else you want to go?"

"Yes, but I don't want to go... I'm in a bad mood and have no nature. If I go, I will only feel uncomfortable forever."

When I heard the witch say the word "uncomfortable", my heart suddenly trembled.

As if some switch was triggered, the heart was stimulated by the current, and it skipped a few times.

I watched her, staring straight at her, trying to see into her soul through her eyes.

"...Why? Is there something on my face?" The witch touched her face unconfidently, "Could it be makeup? Shouldn't it? I took off the makeup when I took a shower?"

"No, it's just that I have never seen such a beautiful person before, and I was fascinated by it for a while."

"... Huh? Didn't you say I'm not as good as Guinevere before?"

"It's true from the outside. But Guinevere's heart is full of hatred and sorrow. It's not so beautiful."

"That's it..." Then, she moved her lips, trying to say something, but she still couldn't say it.

Looking at those pairs of melancholy【+

Tragedy makes people sink, love makes people obsessed, but since you are an actor, you should have the courage to face the future.

The witch is the lead actor in the play "The Witch of the Dragon". I told her that her attitude during the day has always been frivolous and contemptuous, as if fate and evil gods are nothing to her... But tonight, whatever With me and her mutual indulgence, this frivolity and contempt easily turned into fear and confusion.

"I'm sorry, Jeanna. I didn't think carefully. I thought I was the only one who would be corrupted by Slaanesh, and would be unconsciously separated from the character I played. But now it seems that you are the same, even more than me Much more serious..."

The witch didn't answer, she just closed her eyes and pretended to be calm, her heart must be stirring.

I held the witch's waist with my left arm, and gently held her hand with my right hand. Instead of urging me, I waited quietly—yes, I only waited, without thinking, let alone being confused.

My heart is as hard as steel, and my will is as tough as a city wall.I've got an idea, I've made a decision - I once said to Mordred, for the one I love, for the one who loves me, I can do anything.This is still the case now - if one day I really become the "King of Eternity", it should be the same, right?

I have to say, this is really a trait that matches the "tragedy protagonist"...

"Arthur..." The witch suddenly opened her eyes, and her golden eyes stared at me.

"Huh? What's the matter?" I asked slowly and softly.

"Don't do things you don't like, okay?" The witch's tone was very serious.

"If only everything in the world could be this simple." I smiled softly.

She lowered her eyes and was silent for a long time. Finally, she took a deep breath, mustered up the courage, and said to me firmly: "...Arthur, it's okay. Even if it's really short like a bubble, but... I'm very happy. In the In my short life, I was surrounded by happiness, and it was happiness that no one else could experience in a lifetime...I have no regrets. Life has death, and I have it too. Forcibly reversing this process...is not a good thing."

"But, Jeanna, do you think I'm someone who will give up easily?" I smiled, and I confided softly, "The Britons will perish sooner or later, this is a fact that no one can change. But, I Did you still do those things? If I were given a chance to do it all over again now, I would still draw my sword, wear the crown, or conquer half of Europe, but that time the persistence would be longer... For example, delay until the age of 50? Let Mordred become a normal child by the way? After all, even if it is the role played, when everyone thinks that I am King Arthur, it doesn’t matter what I think in my heart. Even yourself, don't you always think of me as King Arthur?"

"But...but..."

"No but. For you, I can be an enemy of the world..."

The witch pursed her lips and closed her eyes.

Crystal tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, soaking the pillow towel.

My left hand loosened her waist, and with my thumb, I gently slid her eyelids.

Then, I kissed her forehead lightly, and hugged her completely into my arms—even though she was a little taller than me.

The witch's body trembled violently, tears poured out uncontrollably, she sobbed, she sobbed, her emotions were gradually released, and the accumulated [&$

She opened her eyes, which were red from crying.

I gently wiped her tears, kissed her forehead, and asked, "How long?"

"Probably...about three weeks." The witch's voice became hoarse.

"Is there a hot feeling on the back of your right hand?"

"It's not very hot, it's just... just a little uncomfortable..."

"When did it start?"

"...It was only after Merlin said it today that I felt this way."

In other words, the evil god Slaanesh has indeed been watching here, watching me and Jeanna.

"It seems that the director has already decided on the script." With a wry smile, I sighed, got up from the bed, and stood up.

Viscous dark magic power poured out and churned from my body, like boiling water.

Then, with the sound of rapid cooling, these dark magic powers were transformed into a pitch-black armor.

The matte black plate armor covered most of the body, and underneath it was extremely tough black leather.

Obviously the sky in the distance is already bright, but at this moment the room is as dark as the night.

The witch also sat up, and hastily put on her shirt, barely covering most of her body.

"Arthur...why suddenly...?" She asked blankly.

Instead of answering, I looked up, recalling that famous line...

Then, with a gentle smile and a calm tone in memory, he said it to the witch...

"Excuse me, are you my Master?"

I watched the witch calmly, and the witch looked at me in a panic.

Time seems to be standing still, and breathing is close to forgetting. At this fateful moment, I am looking forward to her answer.

However, the witch didn't prepare anything, and didn't even know what it meant, she just said in a question-like manner——

"……Yes?"

"Here, the contract is established. My sword will be with you, and your destiny will be with me."

Almost immediately, a scarlet magic seal appeared on the back of the witch's right hand.

It looked like an evil dragon, extremely complicated, the same as the witch's banner, and the same as Albion's banner.

It's exactly like me——the evil dragon named "Arturia".

PS: The title of the volume comes from the "Yoga Sutra".The original text is: "If there is nothing here, there is no such thing. From this principle, you can see it as emptiness. Therefore, it is called emptiness. When you see emptiness, there is nothing to wish for, so it is called no wish. Seeing this is far away from all behaviors. Hence the name Wuxiang.” That is, the samadhi of emptiness, the samadhi of wishlessness, and the samadhi of no form.Here is no wish, that is, no desire and wish, that is, the tranquility and harmony derived from the meditation without self.

(This volume is over.)

(Tanabata plus more, [-]-character chapter!)

Chapter 41: Crossing Roads (5K7)

The witch, who was only wearing a shirt, knelt on the bed, staring blankly at the back of her right hand.

At this time, she is no longer the proud dragon witch.The sarcasm and mocking look was absent from her face.She's just a little girl who doesn't understand anything, doesn't understand what's going on, doesn't understand what's going to happen.

She just felt that the force of fate was enveloping her, forcing her to follow the path that led to the abyss.And the person she loves deeply—that is, I must accompany her all the way, overcome obstacles for her, and bear all the hostility and harm for her.In the end, the tragedy is inevitable, some people go crazy, some people die, just like the "King Arthur", with the death of the king, everything goes to madness and annihilation.

Because, after all, she is the creation of the evil god and the biggest driver of this tragedy, just like Guinevere.No matter how unintentional, no matter how careful, the script has already been determined, and she has no way to quit, and can only become a slave to the lines.

So, I forced myself to be a Servant, and I also forced her to be a Master.The foreseeable suffering and the ardor in her heart conflicted and intertwined, just like an ignorant person trying to extinguish the flames ignited by grease with water. She, who originally wanted to quit, saw the fire getting bigger and bigger, and was almost on the verge of collapse.

As a result, when she lets go, she can sneer, ridicule, sarcasm, and even be disrespectful to the evil god.When she had to move forward, she became confused, hesitant, and panicked, until now she is so at a loss.

She is really a good woman who is... so stupid that she can't be any more stupid.

"Jeanna, what you have on the back of your hand is the command spell, which is also the certificate to participate in the Holy Grail War. As long as you hold this command spell, you will be my master and I will be your servant—but, anyway, it's pretty much the same , you were originally my witch, and I was your evil dragon. The usage of command spells is similar to your banner. It can command me, enhance my strength, or achieve some great magic-level effects. Specifically The details, you will understand when you get to the Holy Grail War."

As soon as the words fell, I lifted my armor and returned to my previous appearance.

It's dawn, it's getting late, and it's time for me to get up-even though I basically didn't sleep last night.I opened my closet, put on my underwear, then put on a simple white shirt and black trousers, ready for a new day.

The witch was just so dazed, just staring blankly at the engraving of the evil dragon.And I walked to the other side of the bed, sat beside her, and gently touched her cheek with my lips. It was a good morning kiss between lovers, and I tried to soothe the tangled and torn heart.

After being awakened by the kiss like a Sleeping Beauty, the witch's eyes widened, and she couldn't help herself in panic: "No... no, Arthur, you can't do this! Didn't you say that the process of seeking the Holy Grail is the process of exploring desires? If so... aren't we falling into the arms of that evil god? We can't do this, absolutely can't do this, Arthur!"

"But, Jeanna, the contract has been established? Unless you die, or I die, our Holy Grail exploration will not end." I stroked her ashes-white hair, like soothing a cat Soothing her. "The prelude to fate has already started playing, the stage has been set, the audience has already taken their seats, and you and I have started to make up, how could it be possible to get out of the battle?"

"...It really is like this." The witch pursed her lips, her eyes trembled, and she whispered softly: "Arthur, you are such an idiot...a super idiot!"

"It's about your life and death, I'd rather be a fool who doesn't understand anything." As I said that, I hugged her, put my chin on her shoulder, and put my cheeks as close as possible-this feeling made me feel at ease, As long as she is by my side, I feel very at ease.In this way, no matter what the future path is, no matter what difficulties I face, I can deal with it calmly.

Just this point is completely different from the life of King Arthur in the past.Even though the truth may be as sad as poisoned wine, but even Morgan's poisoned wine can't kill me, how can this level of "love poison" hurt me at all?

The witch bit her lip, tears pooled in her golden pupils, shining brightly under the summer sun.

"Arthur..."

"Ok?"

"……nothing."

"Don't worry, I'm by your side."

I hugged the witch, and the witch hugged my arm.

We leaned against each other, silent, witnessing the end of the night, witnessing the rising of the sun, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

Time passed and the whole world completely lit up.However, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat depressed because of the tranquility, and it seemed that the tranquility had turned into silence unconsciously.So, I thought about it for a while, trying to liven up the atmosphere.