Artoria wants to read people's hearts

It is like a peach blossom in full bloom, surrounded by water mist, dreamlike, fresh and moving, beautiful and crystal clear.

There is love and happiness in her eyes, and summer and winter in her smile.

"Al, you go."

Guinevere smiled, then said.

"I respect your decision, so I won't stop you at this time."

Yes, at this time.

Since Arturia chose to return the sword of the vowed victory to the lake, and then fell into a deep sleep.

So before that, as a wife, she would never choose to stop her husband.

After all, this is Arturia's dream.

But after this......

The corners of Guinevere's mouth were slightly curved, and the look in her eyes was dim.

'Since I respect your choice, I hope Al, you can also respect my choice. '

The wife's over-understanding of the facts is really distressing.

A heavy sigh escaped from the corner of Arturia's mouth, then she put her arms around her slender waist and hugged her into her arms.

"You, it's okay even if you don't have to be so considerate." She sighed, her heart was full of emotion.

With her face buried in her husband's arms, Guinevere's voice seemed a little soft.

"I'm not considerate at all."

With a coquettish nature, his wife's words brought a smile to her eyes.

"Even if you are not considerate, that is the person I love most in my heart."

Having said that, she nodded, affirming what she just said with a solemn expression.

A gentle breeze blows, the leaves of the tranquil forest begin to sway, and the sound rustles.

In Lin Haitao, deep, bright, dark, shallow, as far as the eye can see, are all different greens.

Among them, the most transparent and charming green eyes are Artoria's eyes.

"...Go and return the sword."

Guinevere gently withdrew from her husband's embrace, and she said softly, "I'll just watch you here, and I won't go anywhere."

With her hands behind her back, she stared into her husband's eyes without blinking.

"It's difficult for one person to do something. If two people are together, then there's no need to be afraid."

—she saw it.

Artoria froze for a moment, a warm current gushed out of her heart.

--- Yeah.

Even if you have made up your mind to face death calmly, the uneasiness in your heart does not mean that it will disappear when it dissipates.

"Then, Guinea."

The sun shines on her hair, and the bright gold is like molten gold.

"Please witness me to the last moment."

Her life is enough.

It was the greatest luck in her life to meet her wife, Morgan and Mordred.

Every moment she is in this world is a miracle.

And now is also the time to bring this miracle to a successful conclusion.

Meeting his wife's gaze, Artoria took three steps back.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly untied the sword of vowed victory worn on her waist.

Sheathed it, she held it high above her head.

The movement seemed to freeze, and Artoria turned her head and exchanged glances with his wife.

Seeing the smile on Guinevere's face, she finally made up her mind.

Gently exerting force with both arms, the golden sword of vowed victory drew a semicircular arc and fell to the surface of the lake.

And at that moment, a pair of female hands stretched out from the lake, and gently took the holy sword.

When those hands embraced the holy sword and sank to the bottom of the lake, Artoria clearly felt that something important was lost in her body.

That was a curse, but also a blessing.

King Arthur, who is immortal, immortal, and invulnerable to injury, has since lost the protection of his sword and scabbard.

The legendary life of King Arthur is about to come to an end.

She stared at the lake in a daze, feeling a sense of loss in her heart.

Not in a daze for a long time, Arturia shook her head, turned around and walked in front of his wife.

"Gui Ni, let's get out of here."

She smiled, the green in her eyes was clear and transparent.

"Come with me for a walk around, I want to talk to you."

"perhaps........"

She stretched out her hand to hold his wife's palm, "I can find a place with a beautiful view nearby, and I want to sleep in my dreams forever."

Guinevere frowned, and she heard herself agree gently, "Then let's go find it together."

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Walking through the path in the forest, the sky is cut into strands of blue satin by tall tree branches.

Artoria took Guinevere for a walk in the dense forest, followed by her beloved Mastarion.

The forest in spring is full of vitality, and everything is like a green ocean, connecting one piece after another.

As they walked, they stopped somewhere.

It was a gentle grassland, and there were a few scattered trees on the left side of the grassland, and the mottled light spots shone down. With the green branches and leaves swaying in the wind, it was like gold all over the ground.

"Just here."

Arturia patted Stallion, motioning for it to stop.

"...Al, are we not going any further?"

Guinevere pursed her lips secretly, her heart full of reluctance.

She doesn't want to stop at all. If possible, she hopes that the journey with her husband will never end.

However.......

Artoria shook her head, then parted her lips lightly, "No, just here."

She looked up and looked around, with a sense of loss hidden in her eyes.

If not here, where can I go?

The forest was really too big, and she had already started to feel an invisible force in her body slowly passing away during the section of the road she just walked.

Now her body is like a funnel, or a leaky balloon.

The vitality is slowly dissipating with the passage of time.

She also wanted to slow down the process, but it was all in vain.

The shadow of death has gradually shrouded her, time is running out...

There was no need to look for other places anymore, her body could no longer support it.

What's more, compared to such trivial matters, Artoria now wants to talk to his wife and say goodbye.

Stepping forward, she wrapped Stallion's reins around a tree.

After finishing all this, she turned her head and said to Guinevere, "There are so many beautiful places in such a big forest, and it would be too time-consuming and labor-intensive to find and compare one by one... "

Against the backdrop of the sun, the golden-haired king seemed to be emitting a light golden light all over his body, the dust in the air was faintly visible, and his eyes, which were the same as those in the forest, looked at Guinevere clearly and transparently.

It seems that there is no trouble, nor any sadness.

"I think this place is very good." She asked with a smile, "Gui Ni, what do you think?"

With a flat and gentle tone, it seemed that he was not talking about his own death, but deciding where to have a picnic.

"........."

What more can I say?

Her Royal Highness the Queen simply cannot refuse any request from Artoria, especially at this moment.

"I understand."

Sighing lightly, Guinevere compromised with her husband, "Then let's go here."

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Artoria sat on the tender green grass with her back against the big tree.

She no longer had the strength to stand still.

It's really embarrassing, King Arthur, who used to be able to lift the mountain and carry the tripod, now doesn't even have the strength to support himself.

It can be said to be the end of a hero....

He raised his head and looked at the sky, the blue sky was reflected in his green eyes.

The blue sky is like pieces of freshly washed sapphires, just like Guinevere's eyes.

Soft white clouds walk leisurely in the blue sky. In the dense forest, you can still hear the chirping of birds and the sound of fluttering their wings.

One mountain is green, one is green, one is thick, and one is light.

Suddenly, Arturia let out a soft cry.

Under the puzzled eyes of his wife, she loosened the light blue ribbon tied behind her head, and then handed it to her kneeling kneeling aside.

Blinking her eyes, she explained with some embarrassment.

"I wanted to give you a parting gift, but just now I suddenly realized that I didn't have anything on me..."

As Artoria said, the hand holding the ribbon tightened subconsciously, and a blush flew uncontrollably on her face.

With a shy and embarrassing tone, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Gui Ni, please accept it."

---So this is ah.

After understanding what her husband meant, Guinevere softened her expression, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but burst into laughter.

She thought the idea of ​​using ribbons instead of presents was interesting.

She leaned forward to take the ribbon, her eyes were like blue waves with autumn water, filled with a touch of joy, and the curvature of her mouth was as perfect as a crescent moon.

"Although I feel a little delicate about this gift..." Her Royal Highness looked at her husband helplessly and jokingly. With Arturia's face becoming more and more embarrassed, she continued to go slowly. "...but I like it because you gave it to me, Al."

The cloudy sky suddenly cleared up, and the sun shone into her chest.

Artoria looked at his wife tenderly, the emerald green lake water in her eyes was so clear, without even a trace of floating flakes, as if all the variegated colors had been filtered, shining magnificently.

She chuckled softly, a muffled smile rising and falling with her breath.

"......Gui Ni, I really like you very much."

The spring sunshine flowed as brightly as water notes, drenching her love and sorrow.

---How to do it.

Artoria stared at Guinevere's cheeks, her eyes full of lingering affection.

——I really miss Gui Ni.