Artoria wants to read people's hearts

Nodding his head, the blond king replied in the affirmative.

"I heard that you want to learn the breath of flame, is this true?!"

Purgatory Xingshou Lang put his hands on his knees, raised his voice and asked with a serious expression.

"Of course it's true!"

Artoria also put her hands on her knees, she leaned forward slightly, and replied with a serious expression.

"It is absolutely impossible to let the evil spirits do whatever they want, and it is absolutely impossible to let the future of the people fall into despair."

She spoke every word with justice.

"In order to kill the evil spirits and save more innocent victims, I have to become stronger."

The green eyes of the blond girl were like emeralds washed by the clearest spring water in the world. At this moment, she was looking at the flaming young man with noble and firm eyes.

"So Mr. Purgatory—" she begged, "—please teach me the breathing method of flame!"

Sun - sunlight.

Spring breeze under the wisteria tree.

Even the remaining raindrops on the flowers and leaves are extraordinarily bright and transparent.

And when a drop of rain fell on the ground, Purgatory Xingshourou suddenly broke out into a burst of hearty laughter.

"Haha, very good! Very good!!"

The young man happily patted his thigh, with a look of relief on his face.

"Artoria Pendragon!"

He called the other party's name earnestly and freely, and the orange-red hair seemed to be about to burn.

"It's really good that you can have such awareness!"

"That's our duty, and this is also the mission of our Ghost Slayer Squad!" Purgatory Kyojuro exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "Based on what you just said, you are already a qualified member of the Ghost Slayer Squad! "

"Hmm!" He nodded vigorously, "Pendragon girl! I approve of your awareness!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Butterfly Ninja.

"Miss Butterfly, the child you brought is really good!"

child.......

When Arturia heard the young man's words, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

I am not a child.

She retorted slightly in her heart, but she didn't say it out of her mouth.

Because...... I always feel that it will be troublesome to explain to Mr. Purgatory.

"Mr. Purgatory, it's really good of you to think so."

When the black-haired girl heard Yan Zhu's words, she couldn't help but smile slightly and frowned.

For some reason, an inexplicable sense of pride suddenly arises in my heart.

'Look—' she thought, '—there is no one in this world who hates Pendragon. '

"...Speaking of it." The flame-like young man said suddenly. "... Pendragon girl, of course I will teach you the breath of flames."

"But before that, do you want to consider being my stepson?"

"???"

step son?

What's wrong with this new term?

Ask if you don't understand.

So she straightened her expression slightly, and although she was serious, she spoke with a little hesitation.

"Excuse me, does stepson mean son?"

Mr. Purgatory with thick eyebrows and big eyes, do you want me, King Arthur, to be your son?

If this is really the case, then I have to reject it no matter what!

However........

Purgatory Xingshourou, who was smiling brightly across the way, suddenly froze completely when he heard this.

Butterfly Shinobu, who had a gentle expression and was about to pour himself a cup of strong tea, suddenly became motionless like a log after saying this.

Turning her head to look at the black-haired girl, Artoria couldn't help feeling a little worried in her heart.

It's really worrying.

Shinobu, the water in the teapot in your hand is almost overflowing the teacup.

The atmosphere seemed a little strange.

Artoria looked around blankly, not knowing why her words created such a weird atmosphere.

The first person to react was Purgatory Xing Shoulang.

After the current Yan Zhu was silent for a moment, he suddenly let out a "puchi--".

Then followed by bursts of deafening laughter.

At the same time, his laughter also broke the rigidity here, and brought Butterfly Ninja back to his senses.

"How is that possible!" the young man shook his head and denied, "stepson does not mean son!"

"?"

Daimao bent into the shape of a question mark.

"... A stepson means an heir." A gentle, but somewhat helpless voice sounded beside her.

Turning her head sideways, Arturia saw Die Die Shinobu looking at herself helplessly and amusedly.

The smile contained in those watery purple eyes made her feel a little embarrassed.

It seems that I have made an own mistake because of the unequal information.

"I'm really sorry."

She nodded slightly, and apologized to Purgatory Xingshou Lang.

"If what I just said offended you, please forgive me."

Artoria's attitude is very sincere, and of course the already lifeless young man will not make things difficult for her.

"Hmm! It's okay!"

He raised the corner of his mouth, nodded to the blond girl, and then gave an additional explanation for the word 'stepson'.

"Step-sons refer to the team members trained by Zhu himself. After Zhu dies or retires, he can inherit his position."

"That is to say——" the fiery red pupils met the blond girl, "—become my stepson and learn the breath of flame. If there is no accident, after my death, you will be the next Yanzhu."

He was clearly talking about life and death, but this young man named Lian Ji Xing Shou Lang still had a bright breath.

It seems that death is not an unacceptable thing for him.

Artoria looked at such a young man, in a trance, as if she understood something.

--So this is ah.

Glory, possessions, power.

Even if these things were placed in front of the young man, he wouldn't take a second look at them.

Just stick to a belief and move forward, and use this belief as the principle of life and throughout your life.

It's like a blazing flame. Mr. Purgatory has long known that he will be swallowed by this flame one day, but he is still full of expectations for life.

Pain, life, retirement.

He..., no, they, they are destined to have nothing, but they never regret choosing this rough road.

Such a person is really powerful.

Exhaling slowly, Artoria's clear eyes showed respect.

"I see. Thank you for your answer. I now understand the meaning of 'stepson'."

"But——" the blond girl shook her head lightly, and said words of rejection, "—I'm really sorry, but I can't be your 'stepson'."

As soon as this sentence came out, the originally joyous atmosphere became dignified again.

After closing his eyes and concentrating for a moment, the flaming young man suddenly opened his eyes again.

"Pendragon girl, may I ask, what is the reason for your refusal?"

He is really optimistic about the seedling in front of him.

After all, for the Ghost Killing Squad, every extra 'pillar' level member means they are one step closer to their goal.

So if possible, Purgatory Xingjulang really wants to cultivate the blonde girl in front of him well.

But he didn't expect that the other party would reject him.

It always feels weird.

After all, it is obvious that people want to become powerful in order to protect others, but why do they not want to become stepson?

So based on the doubt in his heart, he asked the sentence just now.

"is my problem."

Purgatory Kyojuro heard such a reply from the other party.

"Based on experience, I shouldn't be able to stay here for a long time."

When she said these words, there was a trace of helplessness in the girl's eyes, as well as a subtle... melancholy.

Almost sad, but also like an illusion.

When Die Ren next to him saw Artoria's expression, for some reason, he felt a little distressed in his heart.

Alone, in a foreign land.

What has Pendragon experienced before?

Perhaps, she should... have experienced many partings.

Frowning slightly, Die Die Ren quietly lowered his head and took a sip of the strong tea in his hand.

Is it soaked for too long?

I always feel... this tea is a bit bitter.

Arturia was still talking at this moment.

"Half a year? One year? I can't grasp the specific time well, but one thing is certain..." The blond girl said the truth, "... ..No matter what, I have no way to be qualified to be the successor of Yanzhu."

"Because I will leave eventually, and this time may not be too far away."

The shadow of the wisteria flower is on the ground, and the three of them face the sunlight, and the shadow is also reflected on the wall.

Purgatory Xingshourou took a deep breath, and then exhaled it out of his nose.

"I understand."

"In that case—" Nodding his head, he replied, "—then don't be a 'step-son'."

After finishing speaking, he showed a bright and cheerful smile again.

It's just leaving. Knowing this kind of thing is much easier to accept than death.

"Hum!" The young man raised his voice, "Then from tomorrow, I will teach you the breath of flame from the beginning."

"Ah, speaking of it." He seemed to have thought of something suddenly, "For the convenience of teaching, do you want to move from Butterfly House to our side?"

"Hey?"

Blinking her eyes, Arturia asked in a little surprise.

"Is it okay? Will this not bother you?"

"Haha, of course not!" The hearty smile made people feel brighter when they heard it.