Her final battleground - a war that divided the country in two and ended in the King's victory.
There were almost no living people on the battlefield.
The war is over, and under the bloody sunset, the knight moves with rapid breathing.
The knight held the reins in his hand and hung on to the injured horse. The only survivors were the knight and the white horse - and hanging on the horse's back, the king.
"My king...King Arthur!"
Even though he was seriously injured, the knight still insisted on running on the battlefield. The king whom the knight worshiped had been firmly grasped by the god of death.
He wiped out all the enemy troops by himself, but he was fatally wounded as a result. That wound was incurable in the eyes of the knight. This also meant that the king whom the knight served was about to die.
But even so, the knight still didn't give up.
"My king! Please wake up, as long as you get to that place..."
The knights screamed desperately, their king was immortal, and as long as he kept calling, the king would definitely open his eyes.
As long as the king still has the holy sword in his hand, the king will not die.
"Huh...huh..."
Breathing rapidly, the knight passed through the hills piled with corpses. The knight's goal was not far away, the woods that were not colored by death and still maintained their verdant green.
The knight knew that his king was immortal. Therefore, he believed that as long as he crossed this resented battlefield and reached the place of pure spirit, his king would be able to stand up again.
In other words, that’s all I can believe.
This last knight is different from other sanctimonious knights. He believes in his king.
Isolated in the castle, alienated by the knights, and feared by the common people... He was proud of the young king who never revealed his personal feelings and worked silently for his country.
It doesn't hurt Lancelot. What he defended was not this country, but the king. So he offered his sword and became the king's arm. At a young age, he became the king's guard.
The true face of the king cannot be seen, the king has no personal feelings, is fair and selfless. Or, as long as you become his bodyguard, you can understand the true side of the king.
The knight just wants to see the true side of his king.
I don’t want to see it in a castle or a battlefield, but I want to see the real smile of a human being.
No matter how perfect the king is, he cannot disguise himself anytime and anywhere - this is what the knight thinks, but the reality is once again the opposite.
He became a guard, protecting the king at all times. He was closer to the king than other knights, and he always watched the king's daily actions.
His eyes never left the king...but even so, the knight had never seen his king's smile.
"Huh...huh..." I can't remember when I started to get angry. He is obviously a king who has accomplished such great deeds and should be in glory, but no one has ever seen his gentle expression.
I have never seen Wang’s expression like that... I haven’t achieved it yet.
The king is still alone.
Therefore, the king will not die and cannot die.
If it ends here, wouldn't there be no reward for the great king?
"My king...please rest here for a while and call the soldiers immediately."
Entering the forest, the knight placed the king under a big tree, and it was no time to delay.
To reach the nearest barracks of our army, if we use army horses and run non-stop, it will only take half a day. However, whether the king can persist until tomorrow can be seen by anyone with a clear eye.
"Please be patient until then, and we will definitely bring the soldiers." Even at this time, he still did not forget to salute the unconscious king.
"Bedivere..." But when the knight was about to mount his horse sideways.
The king, who should have been unconscious, called out the knight's name.
"My king! Are you feeling better?"
"Well... I just had a strange dream..."
A hazy, tired voice.
Even though he was weak, the voice still made the knight feel unusually warm.
"Dream?" the knight asked. The king's consciousness is not yet complete. If he didn't ask this question, the king's consciousness would have fallen into darkness again, right?
"Well...it's really a valuable experience..."
"Really? Then please have a good rest first. In the meantime, I will bring the soldiers."
However, Wang sighed.
"My king...did I say something rude?"
"No, I'm just curious... Dreams are not something you can still see when you wake up... If it's not the same dream, can you also see the same dream after closing your eyes?"
This time the strange one is the knight.
"Yes... if the yearning is very strong, you will see the same dream. I have encountered such a thing before..."
Of course such words are false... Dreams are not something that people can control by will. Even so, the knight still lied.
This is the first and last time that I apologize for deceiving the king.
"Really? You are really knowledgeable..." the king said movedly, then lowered his head without looking at the knight, "Bedivere, take my sword..."
With a voice that was about to disappear, he spoke the final command.
"Listen up, go through this forest, pass through the hill filled with corpses. Beyond that, there is a very vast lake. Then, put my sword into the lake."
"But...King..." What does the way of chivalry mean?
Sword of the Lake.
If there is no longer this sword that has protected the king and proved the king until now, it means that the king has completely disappeared.
"Go...complete my last order. After you come back, I want to hear what you dreamed about..." The king's order did not change.
The knight hesitated to pick up the holy sword, but finally walked out of the forest, crossed the hills, and came to the lakeside.
If you throw the sword into the lake, the king will no longer be the king.
Unable to do so, he did not throw the sword into the lake, but returned to the king.
But the king's order did not change.
again and again……
It was not until he understood that the king's intention would never change that the knight threw his sword into the lake for the third time.
The Holy Sword returned to the lake.
The white wrist protruding from the lake took the holy sword. The holy sword hovered in mid-air three times before disappearing from the world.
Then, the knight accepted the end of the king, and the responsibility that the king had shouldered until now was completely over.
"The sword has been returned to the lake, and the hand of the lake fairy has taken the holy sword."
Because of the knight's words, the king weakly opened his eyes.
"Really? That's great... Then stand up your chest. You obeyed the king's order."