The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

generous

He squeezed his palm slightly.

Everyone was discussing, watching the suspicious Kamen Rider walk to the middle of the square, after looking at it for a moment, he gently held the hilt of his sword.

Merlin on the roof also watched this interesting scene.

I have to say, looking at this picture of all kinds of beings is really a lot of fun!

He wasn't worried that someone other than Lily would be able to draw that sword.

It sounds very heartless, but as a great magician, he has already tampered with it.

This is a sword forged by the elves.

If you want to pull out the sword from the stone, it has nothing to do with strength or anything. The main thing is that you must meet the following two rigid conditions:

Not only need to carry dragon blood;

And also possess the virtues that belong to a king enough to rule Britain.

The virtues here refer to the conduct of knights—justice, mercy, humility, sacrifice, and so on.

That is to say, even though a cruel and innocent character like the humble king Vitigeng also has dragon blood in his body, it is impossible for him to draw his sword.

as for alvin

The kind of guy who devours and kills and is irritable at every turn, no matter how good his swordsmanship is, it is impossible for Shi Zhongjian to recognize him.

Needless to say.

If it's only the second condition, then maybe we can barely pick a few more people from these people below.

But coupled with the restriction of the first condition, among those present, only Lily can pull——

Accompanied by a clanging metal grinding sound.

The noble sword of the king was held by the hilt by the dark knight.

Then, with an understatement, he pulled it out.

Clang——

The obviously not loud noise suddenly covered up all the commotion present, everyone stared at the dark and nameless knight in astonishment, and the scene suddenly fell into a dead silence like the sound of a needle falling.

Nightmare seemed to realize that the sky had collapsed, and stood up in panic, almost falling off the roof with weak steps.

This is impossible--

Arturia froze, she almost froze watching this scene.

In my mind, the name that had been buried for a long time emerged.

"Ahhh, it just came out.

"I just wanted to, try to break the magic on this.

""The one who holds this sword shall be the king of Britain"?

"What a boring trick."

A hoarse, playful voice came from the armor.

The dark knight raised his palm and slowly took off his helmet, revealing the face behind the mask.

In an instant.

Everyone in the square was stunned.

They stared blankly at the silver-haired young man in front of them, completely speechless.

All the melancholy in the world seemed to be brewing in the iron-gray eyes, and the unbelievably tall figure seemed to be a sharp sword.

And that handsome face that seemed to be carved out of the sky seemed to have a breathtaking magic power, constantly invading the minds of all those who witnessed it.

Those lines, those outlines.

Like a slowly stirring strange vortex, people can no longer look away, as if for it

Obsessed, fallen.

Soft silver hair fluttered in the wind.

He was smiling as always.

Just like his old smile.

The same warmth, the same splendor.

"Long time no see, Arturia."

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Fifth watch?Unexpectedly, uncle, I just went straight to the sixth watch!

And achieved a qualitative breakthrough!

With 12 words, I finally reached the second sentence of the introduction!

happy.

Every update is a big chapter of 3K or even 4K. 1W8+ is about the same as the ninth update of others. Uncle, I really don’t have a drop. Let uncle and me take a rest during the day, okay?

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Good night everyone, have a sweet dream.

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"It's not you who are dreaming, so I am dreaming?"

"It's a dream, I will wake up eventually"

"Then, it's time to say goodbye to your past."

Chapter 42 Swear allegiance to me who is called king

"Long time no see, Arturia"

His gentle words are like the breeze that caresses the face.

Arturia's golden forehead hair fluttered slightly under the bright sunlight.

The sun froze.

Silent and still.

It was clearly a sunny noon, but it was as frozen as in the deep winter.

The silver-haired young man standing in the square smiled, and the surrounding atmosphere was as silent as dead silence.

Only the blond girl's dark green eyes were trembling, and her thin and delicate lips were trembling.

"senior"

She muttered the title in a daze.

Anyone can hear the vibrato contained in that voice.

It's like the heartstrings are being plucked like the strings of a piano, resulting in a dull buzzing sound.

For a long time, the aftertaste.

Thoughts struggled to the end.

Arturia still couldn't call out that name.

It's still unbelievable.

Or, after uttering that name in fear—it would wake her up again from her dream just like the illusions that have been shattered in countless nights these days?

"So, this is not a dream."

As if seeing through all her thoughts.

That man, he said with a smile.

"You have grown into a very good person, Arturia.

"The journey along the way has been hard work."

The voice is exhausted.

The lingering sound seems to echo in the wind.

Su Shu raised his hand.

Instead of his fingertips, the light wind gently caressed the girl's cheek.

This familiar touch.

Let Artoria's heart return to the swaying wheat field in a trance.

And so she was waiting.

Waiting in clear daylight.

Waiting for such a person, who will keep the promise and come to her on time, and gently caress her cheek.

Where is he.

He's really, really there.

That's not an illusion.

The moment of realizing this.

The dark green lake was slightly rippling.

"Did you deceive me?"

"there has never been."

No need for any superfluous words.

There is no need for any redundant expressions.

Her eyes asked this, and his eyes answered this.

learned his mind.

It was as if in the abyss called numbness, suddenly glimpsed that ray of dazzling light.

then--

I can no longer hold back the bitterness that has accumulated and suppressed.

Can no longer hold back, that tide-like bitterness.

All strong indifferent resolutions.

All masks lie in disguise.

All the silent and sad emotions that no one can tell along the way.

Only in front of him, only in front of this person—it seemed to be broken, faded, and brightened in an instant, so the girl could finally vent the pain and grievance accumulated in her heart.

"Senior Alvin"

No more containment, no more simmering, no more repression.

The dark green lake overflowed just like that.

Clear and pure as morning dew, dripping and broken like bead curtains.

The girl named Artoria shed tears.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene.

Not only the pupils of the onlookers were trembling.

The Knights of the Round Table behind her were already dumbfounded earlier.