The woman ignored the old man's almost provocative words.
"So... you called me to the center of the 'underworld', and you just asked me to send you a message and let you enjoy my breasts?"
"Ah~ of course not." Old Pluto restrained his naked eyes, "Originally there are some things that we, as true gods, cannot interfere with, so I want to ask you for a favor."
"Haha, you still have the nerve to claim to be a true god like this." The woman laughed loudly.
In response to the woman's almost bohemian whisper, Old Pluto just smiled incredulously: "Although this is the case, in fact, I am still in charge of the current operation of the 'underworld'."
The current underworld is located in the gap between the two worlds of life and death. If Old Pluto had not blessed this gap, then the current place would have been crushed into powder by the worlds on both sides. From a certain perspective
It is said that the old Pluto possesses unfathomable strength.
"Well, I'm not denying your credit." The woman's tone softened, "So, what do you want me to do?"
The woman seemed to agree.
"Artoria... the most powerful heroic spirit in the underworld, seems a little confused. I just want you to guide her on the way forward."
"Confused?" The woman frowned.
"Yes...she was created because she was different during her lifetime. Her will and tenacity are one of the reasons why she became a heroic spirit." Old Pluto paused here, "The more important one is
The reason is because an old friend of mine entrusted me."
If you can become friends with someone like Pluto, then he must also be a ten thousand year old monster, right?
The woman listened quietly, waiting for what Old Pluto would say.
"The Fairy in the Lake." Old Pluto slowly spat out these words, "Artoria failed in the last war. Before she died, Artoria placed her wishes on the Fairy in the Lake."
"Wish...what wish?"
"'I want to save my homeland...I want to change the fate of Britain's demise'."
"Huh? So? Even if she is 'resurrected' again and becomes a heroic spirit, the destruction of Britain is already history. What is the purpose of doing this?"
"You are right... This is where Artoria is really confused. She feels that she is not qualified to be the king of Britain." Old Pluto said slowly, as if he was recounting a long-ago event, "She
The first question I asked when I woke up was not 'Who are you' or 'Where are you here', but 'Am I really qualified to be the King of Britain?'"
The Kingdom of Britain was invaded by the pagans and was in danger of extinction. Following the prophecy of the magician Merlin, he took on the important task of savior. In ten years, he maintained victory in twelve battles. As the "incarnation of the god of war"
The young king. Contrary to his glorious achievements, the king's final fate was that he was deprived of the throne due to the rebellion of his cronies. He was not even allowed to end his career at a glorious moment. It was full of tragedy. From that moment on, the king was thinking about
, was it because of himself that he rebelled and usurped the throne?
"Is that what she thinks?"
"Yes."
"Ah, then she is really an incorruptible saint, so holy that no one can match her... But who is willing to expect to die for her ideals? And who would yearn for a so-called saint who can only comfort the people?
, but cannot guide the people. Although I have never been a king, I feel that only by showing off the glory and singing the ultimate glory can the country and the people be guided to the right path."
As a bystander, the woman said it too simply.
"Haha, if Artoria were here, she would be angry, right?" the old man said with a smile. He did not refute the woman's theory, "Artoria has come to me more than once, saying that she has never forgotten...
"
Blood-stained sunset hills.
That scene appeared in Arturia's mind more than once.
Corpses littered the fields and rivers of blood lay. There lay Artoria's courtiers, her friends, and her relatives. In fact, the moment she pulled out the sword from the rock, she learned the prophecy from Merlin's mouth.
She knew that this meant the destruction of everything, and she had already realized it. But when she saw this tragic scene with her own eyes, she was still so surprised, and she felt that there was nothing she could do except pray.
Some magicians also predicted that it would be almost impossible to subvert. But she still thought that if a miracle could really happen...
"If we change the king, maybe we can prevent the destruction of Britain."
Women cannot understand Artoria's mood, so they cannot understand what the old Pluto said.
"So, the fairy in the lake hopes that she can get out of such a shadow after becoming a heroic spirit?" the woman said speculatively.
Old Pluto nodded: "Until her death, Artoria still did not forgive herself."
"In my opinion, this has nothing to do with her at all. Besides..." the woman showed a puzzled expression, "But, since this is the case, how should we enlighten her? Now is a completely different era.
There’s no point in living again, right?”
In a different era, there was no Britain, no Knight King, and no King Arthur. This was a "peaceful" era, with no smoke, no war, and no king.
"Of course, if it's just like this, we can't provide any help, but this is not the only request we have received from the Lake Fairy."
Old Pluto smiled mysteriously.
"Is it... that guy?" A character appeared in the woman's mind.
Old Hades nodded.
As if she understood, the woman's willow-leaf eyebrows squeezed together, and then relaxed: "I think your worries are unfounded?"
This time, Old Pluto was puzzled.
"If it's the Knights of the Lake...even if they don't need our help, there will definitely be no problem. They are close friends...not to mention that person..."
"What a confident statement."
"That's right~ don't underestimate me, the strongest in the underworld~" the woman said almost mischievously, and then returned to seriousness: "Of course, if necessary, I won't help."
Wanting to deny the history you have created is an idea that only comes from regretting everything you have done!
It was not old Pluto, nor love for you, nor Neculelia, the strongest in the underworld, who guided Artoria out of this endless regret.
It's the three people who are in the midst of destiny.
Pluto smiled with satisfaction.
"However, it is really timely for you to come back at this time."
"Hmm..." Neculelia shrugged, "Speaking of which, I also find it strange. I heard someone mention the underworld in a place, so I just wanted to come back and have a look."