The person stands unsteadily.

Legs are weak, nerves are trembling.

"Alvin"

The witch's trembling voice pronounced his name.

Su Shu raised his hand with a smile, and gently wiped away the tears in her eyes.

then.

The palm of the right hand shattered and fell to the ground, turning into black dust.

"Don't cry, wife."

Lost right hand.

The silver-haired young man lowered his eyes, and gently rubbed his face against the witch's palm.

A piece of skin cracked open.

At such a moment, he was still in the mood to joke.

"Your hands are as cold as ever."

"my hand"

tears.

It fell down.

However, he no longer has his right hand, so he can wipe it for her.

"It's very warm, you'll be touching it tomorrow and every day"

Because I touch it every day.

In that, hold tight.

In that way, fingers intertwined with each other.

So, it's getting warmer.

It's not cold anymore.

Su Shu showed a bitter smile.

Such things, of course I know.

"So, I'm sorry, it turns out that I can't feel it."

The silver-haired young man gently pressed her forehead and kissed the witch's lips.

"Because, I'm going to die, wife."

Must not

you are not allowed to die

Alvin, Alvin!Alvin Pendragon!

I beg you, I beg you don't leave me, don't leave me

don't leave me alone

The witch didn't say a word.

Although, Su Shu saw crying from her eyes.

However, she didn't say a word.

是 的

As always, it's a shame she's crying.

"I have a gift for you."

Tremblingly, he stretched his cracked left hand into his chest cavity.

Su Shu took out his own heart that had been scorched by the flames to become crystal clear and gleaming.

This is the only thing in his body that is still intact.

He smiled.

Just like ten years ago, that night when the roses fluttered.

The silver-haired young man smiled softly, and a large piece of his jaw shattered.

"I'm very glad to meet you, my wife. You are so beautiful, but you have never given you any jewelry.

"The heart of a witch should not be approached by strangers.

"Then, I give you my heart."

The witch looked away.

Sobbing and shaking, she looked away.

Like that night ten years ago.

She didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, so she ran away in embarrassment.

A large piece of Su Shu's face collapsed.

So, he could only use his only remaining eye to find that trembling gold in the gray and almost cloudy field of vision.

It's good to be conspicuous.

"Artoria?"

"Alvin."

The blonde girl could no longer make any expressions.

Her sorrow, her sorrow, her pain.

She has been almost completely destroyed.

She caused all this.

She was the one who pulled out the Holy Sword of the Stars

It was she who killed Alvin.

The more I think about this fact.

The more I feel frightened.

Frightened, the body began to tremble.

Wanted to take his own life.

what's the point

sense of loss

It was as if the soul had been blown away by the wind.

"It's not your fault,"

The man, with half his face trying to smile, said,

"Arturia, don't blame yourself."

"why?"

Arturia roared out in a desperate and powerless way almost trembling.

"why!"

"You said that I have the desire to sacrifice! Then what are you doing?! You can obviously live well, why do you want to burn yourself to break through Avalon! Vortigern, he didn't want you to live well Will you survive?!"

Faced with such a question.

Su Shu was silent for a while.

He really didn't know how to answer, perhaps, he was such a willful character.

Don't listen to Dad's advice.

It seems that I have never heard of it.

If there is any reason to say.

K

"—do not go gentle into that good night, Arturia."

The silver-haired youth smiled with difficulty.

His hoarse voice was also like the ethereal wind.

Intermittently

The ground blows away on the ruins.

Amidst the moving expressions of the people, it rippled——

Do not go gentle into that good night,

The dying will roar and burn at sunset.

Though I understand the meaning of this eternal night,

The abandonment of the sun also makes my words burst like thunder.

Rage, rage at the passing of this light.

If there is no such blazing day,

I would rather be the kindling that burns.

Dying has blinded my eyes to the flames.

Blind eyes are still like shooting stars shining with joy.

Even the dim, decadent and faltering embers,

Even if I put my rotten body into it.

Just because I don't want to,

unwilling to go in gently,

that good night

Good night is coming.

His voice, like a fluttering flame, gradually swayed and extinguished.

"Congratulations, Arturia."

The dark knight raised his gaze, and smiled with difficulty at the dazzling king.

"Your sword has defeated me."

Finally, he kissed the witch's lips lightly.

Just like that, he disappeared into the wind.

"you are dead."

"This simulation is over."

"You unlocked the ending: "Black Sun, Rising""

"Your name is unknown, and your deeds endure forever."

"You have been supported by the wicked and reviled by the knights."

"Even the heroes have fallen under the charm of your personality as the ultimate villain."

"Among all the directions of fate, you chose the most perfect one and successfully saved the fate of the British islands."

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