Artoria wants to read people's hearts

Opening her mouth, she explained as best she could.

"Don't feel sorry for me. In fact, after all, my body is already on the verge of collapse after using magic power."

When she said this, she selectively concealed the fact that she had stabilized her own existence because of Kayaba Akihiko's operation.

Perhaps in this way, Asuna might be able to feel more at ease about her departure.

Schrödinger's 'maybe', but now Artoria has nothing to do.

Any words are futile, pale and powerless, she actually knows this in her heart.

but............

"As I said before, I am not a player, nor an NPC, nor an intelligent AI. My real identity has never been any existence in this game."

Artoria is the core, an important part that is indispensable for the operation of this game. As long as she exists, this game will definitely not dissipate.

In order to prevent any possible variables, Kayaba Akihiko imposed these rules and regulations layer by layer, like chains, on himself.

In order to maintain the normal operation of the game and let everything develop according to his ideas, he has achieved the ultimate.

But now that this extreme has been transferred to her, it has become the last straw that drags Arturia into the abyss.

Kayaba Akihiko was originally a genius across the ages, so how could the arrangements he made be something that ordinary people can easily undo.

Thinking of this, she sighed lightly, and then said.

"Asuna, please don't cry for me, because everything I do is going in a good direction, isn't it?"

"Look." She pointed to the members of the clearing team who had come close to her with sad faces.

They also heard the conversation just now, and precisely because of this, after knowing the contribution the girl made for them, none of the people present was unmoved by it.

They walked forward and bowed deeply to the blond girl at the same time, hoping to express their gratitude by this.

However, however......

But is it right to do so?

Putting all hopes and even responsibilities on the shoulders of the other party, even if it is King Arthur, she is still a slender little girl.

However, comparing the lives of nearly 1 people with Arturia alone, this is a very simple arithmetic problem, isn't it, so as it should be, everyone has made their own choices at this moment.

She is a hero, she is a savior, she is a great and noble King Arthur.

So...... please.

Please save us, save our nearly [-] players.

"don't want.........."

In Asuna's eyes, Artoria's figure seemed to be floating on the water, because her eyes were filled with tears at the moment.

She pleaded tremblingly, "We can think of other ways, and we don't necessarily have to make such a choice, maybe, maybe..."

She said 'maybe' in her mouth, sobbed in her mouth, and faltered for a long time, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Because in fact, even she herself doesn't know, after missing this time, what other solutions will there be.

Waiting for rescue?

If the rescue could wait, the players wouldn't be where they are today.

Then find other computer experts to modify the data?

But Pendragon also said just now that she does not exist in this game.

She has no way to transfer her own data at all, and it is even ambiguous whether she has data or not.

And she is still the core, which means that no matter what, once the game collapses, she will leave after all.

Is there any way?

Is there any way to keep Pendragon?

Is there any way to keep everyone from sacrificing?

Asuna knew better than anyone else that there was no such thing as a computer expert in this game.

After all, if there are really such powerful players, then the game has been started for so long, how come there is no wave at all?

Kayaba Akihiko is a genius, and the shackles he set up in this game cannot be lifted by anyone.

What about procrastination?

Continue to delay the running time of the game?

There is no solution right now, but maybe in the future.

Asuna's lips trembled, she looked around subconsciously, and after seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, she fell silent involuntarily.

She couldn't help but smiled wryly in her heart, she knew that this was already impossible.

After having this solution, everyone's hearts are actually scattered now.

Even if it is delayed, how long can it be delayed?

Another year?

Or another two years?

It may even take longer.

Everyone will not agree at all, and the girl knows this clearly in her heart.

All the players' bodies are currently on drips outside, relying on the nutrient solution to survive.

It has been more than half a year since this game, if it drags on, how long can their real bodies last?

Organ failure, muscle atrophy, maybe even worse, like... death.

In an instant, she had already thought of the serious consequences of this matter.

but..........

She choked with sobs, stretched out her hand to grab Artoria's sleeve, and then stood in front of her.

"Everyone, please wait..."

She protected the blonde girl behind her with red eyes, and said words that even she didn't believe.

Maybe, we can think of some other ways..."

Chapter 42 Although there is nothing to do, we still need to remember to bloom in spring (two in one)

Is there a better way?

The answer is of course no.

Everyone here is not a fool, what Asuna can think of, they can also think of.

But as far as their own conscience is concerned, they can't say this kind of rejection at the moment.

So the players in the clearing group just remained silent, without saying a word, and looked expectantly at the blond girl behind Asuna.

Seeing this scene, Asuna couldn't help pursing her lips. She stubbornly stood still, like an old tree with roots, as if she wanted to stand here forever.

After Kirito and Klein looked at each other, they also silently stood in front of Artoria and faced the crowd.

Although they did not speak.But their actions also clearly told all the players present their choices.

The atmosphere was a little heavy for a while, and it seemed that even the air seemed to be a little thicker now.

The actions of Asuna and the three of them seemed to tremble in Arturia's heart, and in an instant a bright crescent moon came up from the dark island.

Looking at her friend's back, she felt a sudden warm current in her chest.

How to describe the feeling?

Like a drop of nectar kissing the dry soil, it uses the warmth of drizzle and the perseverance of diamonds to look forward to the moist and fertile soil that is shining with broken light.

Artoria raised her head and looked around, and finally took a last look at the three bright and joyful 'stars' standing in front of her.

After a long silence, she finally sighed softly from the corner of her mouth.

"That's enough." The blond girl stepped forward and put her hand on Asuna's shoulder.

The flaxen-colored long-haired girl suddenly turned her head, she met her eyes, and she stared at the forest, which was full of endless clarity refracted by light.

"........."

Looking at it, the girl seemed to understand something.

So her eyes became a little dark, as if the residual flowers were attached to the branches, the birds flew away, and the residual flowers were scattered red all over the ground, just like a fleeting moment of light.

"Everyone can wait." Her voice was hoarse, but she repeated it in a very, very soft tone, "We can all wait."

Asuna was very stubborn and unwilling to see the reality clearly, she tightly closed the eyes of her mind, all as if she was a blind person who couldn't see clearly.

She could choose to be blind, but Arturia couldn't.

As for the reason......

She sighed again, and then exerted a little force with both hands, so that the girl faced her.

"Maybe what you said is right, everyone can continue to wait." As the long and quiet time continued to flow, she slowly said in the sadness and pain overflowing from those light golden eyes, "But I can't take this risk , I made this choice not because of them, but because of you."

"Asuna, how can I tolerate your mistakes because of me?"

Such a beautiful blond girl, when pouring out her heart through the soft and delicate corners of her eyebrows, the words she spoke were like soil embracing fallen flowers, full of tenderness and cherishment.

The holy body, the appearance of the country.

Those emerald green eyes were calm and concentrated in the midst of sadness.

"I dare not take this risk, and I can't take this risk. If my existence is parasitic on your life and death, it will never be what I want."

"Don't feel sad for me, because I won't really die." When she said this, her eyes were as clear as moonlight, condensed with stars, clear and clear, "I will leave to go to another world. The world continues to watch over you, because as long as there are legends of King Arthur in this world, then my soul will never dissipate."

Beyond the gate of death, through the road of time, to the world of Asuna, although the memory may fade, but the hope will last forever.

Even if the fruits of integration in the years to come rot, every bit of our relationship in the past six months will be eternal in the voyage of our lives.

Arturia smiled and looked at the flaxen-haired girl. They didn't say a word, but Asuna knew that the other party had already made a choice and decision on this matter.

So what else?

There is nothing I can do now.

So Asuna learned to swallow a lot of words, and finally used "um" to express all her choppy emotions.

As Arturia said before, it wasn't all because of the players in the clearing group that brought her to this point.

If other players account for 20.00% of the factors that affect the choice, then the remaining 80.00% are due to Asuna, Kirito, Klein, and other friends.

A person can never hide from his own heart, so Artoria clearly and clearly knows that if she doesn't do this, then the guilt and worry in her soul will torture her all the time, making her restless.

Asuna lowered her hands slowly, lowered her eyebrows silently, and then took two steps back to her side.

Kirito turned around and took a deep look at Arturia, then sighed and turned sideways.

Klein let go of his right hand that had been holding the long knife hanging obliquely and by his side, and touched the back of his head. He finally walked a few steps to the left unwillingly.

Artoria didn't move, she just stood where she was.He raised his eyes and stared deeply at the players in the strategy group in front of him.

The overly clear eyes of the blond girl made them feel extra ashamed.

Some people lowered their heads in shame, some shifted their eyes to the distance guiltily, and some took a few steps back, quietly hiding their bodies behind the others.

The world is full of vicissitudes, and it is ugly at this moment.

Artoria didn't care about them, because she cared about others.

But there are some things that must be said no matter what.

So she took a deep breath, and the words she said struck everyone's hearts word by word.

She said: "Everything in this world, rules of conduct, will eventually be unsatisfactory and helpless, so people will always make choices that are completely different from what they think in their hearts based on reality. So, I don't want to blame you for anything."

Artoria said words that seemed to forgive her.But suddenly the conversation changed abruptly.

"But—" her eyes became sharper, "—the choices made based on reality are not necessarily correct."

"Today, I can choose to sacrifice myself for you, but you must remember, remember that this is not because I have the obligation to sacrifice myself to fulfill you, all my actions are forced by the helplessness of reality .”

"There is absolutely no reason in this world that if a group of people want to live, one must die." The firm and clear figure of the pine, every sentence resounded loudly, "Your survival is based on my death, it is based on my death." Sacrifice, about which you must remember, and be ashamed of."