According to legend, King Arthur had hair as dazzling as the sun, a voice that was clearer and more melodious than the bard, and blue eyes like emeralds. His face was clean and tidy, and his delicate appearance could easily make women enchanted.
Although you can imagine a handsome and handsome man based on this, there is no problem with using these descriptions to describe women - for example, this blond girl wearing a coarse cloth skirt is walking in front of Emiya Kiritsugu.
"Hurry up~Teacher Merlin, it was obviously you who suggested sneaking out, why are you still walking so slowly?"
Judging from the voice, there is no doubt that she is Saber·1i1y, Artoria who was summoned by her wife and has not yet become king, so there is no doubt that she must be dreaming at this moment.
The Einzbern family has records of this. As the time they spend together increases, the master and his summoned servant may enter each other's memories in dreams, which is also a good opportunity to deepen their bond.
It would be okay if it was the black one, but it would probably be very troublesome if the white one saw his past.
Kiritsugu observed the surrounding environment, and as expected, all he could see were ancient buildings and streets. The bustling arena not far away should be the place where Artoria had just sneaked out.
However, it seemed that she called Merlin? But there seemed to be no one else nearby——
"Let's go, Merlin -" Under Kiritsugu's unexpected gaze, the petite girl named Artoria turned around impatiently, grabbed his sleeve and walked forward: "Although I know you can change your appearance at will.
, but what’s going on with this image of an unshaven old man wearing an old coat? Will it become popular in the future?”
"Where to go?" Although there were many questions that needed to be answered, Kiritsugu still asked the most important one at the moment.
"Pull out the sword," Artoria had already dragged Kiritsugu into the cemetery behind a church as she spoke. "You said you wanted me to pull out the sword in the stone and scare those rough guys who were competing in martial arts. Why?
Have you even forgotten?"
"Of course, this sword was originally made for you, but after they couldn't draw the sword, they planned to decide the king through a competition, but they thought you were not qualified to participate." Kiritsugu's mind quickly flashed through the life records of King Arthur in history.
, and put himself into Merlin, and finally said this.
Although this is probably just Saber's memory and it won't be affected no matter what you do, but since you somehow manage to participate personally, there's nothing wrong with giving it a try.
"[Whoever pulls out the sword in the stone will be the king of England], well... can I really do it?" Walking to the sword in the stone, Artoria hesitated again: "After all, I haven't yet
He's mature, his swordsmanship is just as good as Brother Kai's, and he can't even ride a horse..."
She seemed to have completely ignored her biggest disadvantage as a woman... Kiritsugu was speechless for a moment, and then said in a commanding tone: "Pull it up, immediately."
"Ah!" Artoria seemed to be very afraid of Kiritsugu's tone. She suddenly pulled out the sword in the stone and took a defensive posture: "Don't suddenly hit me with magic again!"
Very good, that's the right sword. Kiritsugu identified the long sword with a golden body decorated with blue enamel. He could confirm that it was Saber·1i1y's [Sword of Victory Gold], so he nodded slightly and ignored why he
He would do something as trivial as suddenly hitting Artoria with magic.
Affected by Kiritsugu's movements and turning her attention to the sword in the stone in her hand, Artoria was stunned: "Well, I'm obviously not ready yet..."
After waiting for a while but not waking up from his dream, Kiritsugu frowned.
If time passes simultaneously, he has been defenseless for nearly half an hour in this world. Although the real time should be midnight and all parties are in a state of truce, if he cannot wake up, he will have to——
"Haha, congratulations, Kai." "It would be perfect if he could pull out the sword in the stone again." "Perhaps winning this competition is also one of the conditions for drawing the sword?" "You have to try, right?" "Eh? Someone is here.
?" "Isn't that your adopted sister?"
A group of knights with helmets and armor were approaching, surrounded by a man who was stronger and taller than them.
"Um... Brother Kai?" Artoria was trying to hide the Sword in the Stone behind her back, but her slender figure could not block such a big sword at all.
"Haha." The knight known as Brother Kai opened the visor of his helmet, revealing a mature and steady face. He looked at the sword in the stone and Kiritsugu standing aside, and suddenly knelt down on one knee to Artoria:
"Wherever my king's sword points, so is the direction of our hearts."
"This..." The knights who followed Kai and already regarded him as king obviously couldn't accept this display, and they were all stunned.
"Boom!" A violent explosion sounded, and the stone with the Sword in the Stone originally inserted fell into pieces. The frightened knights turned to look at the strange smoking wand in Merlin's hand, and finally followed Kai one by one and half knelt down.
Go down.
"Where my king's sword points, our hearts are headed -"
It wasn't that he couldn't play with them. Kiritsugu took his eyes away from Artoria, who was hurriedly trying to help the knights up, and turned to the "magic wand" in his hand.
After all, there is no chance of shooting Barrett M82A1 with one hand in reality.
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Since Arturia did not consider herself to be a qualified king, and the lords across Britain would not easily submit to a man who had no merit at all except pulling out the sword in the stone, the future king embarked on a journey of cultivation.
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Although she was practicing the Way of the King, Arturia's ability to easily feel other people's emotions meant she got involved in countless troubles that had nothing to do with it.
Usually it starts with her being nosy, Merlin shoots and makes things worse, and in the end Kai has to call other knights to help solve the problem.
Emiya Kiritsugu was not surprised at the scene where he was pulling out the sword from the stone before, and the next moment he appeared on the traveling carriage. Rather, if this dream really went on minute by minute, he would have to
I took measures to force myself out of the dream.
Arturia in front of her was wearing a white skirt and armor that was very similar to when she was summoned, and her temperament was no longer as green and innocent as when she drew the sword. The light of thought and determination had begun to appear in her eyes, but her whole person was still transparent.
Give out a burst of hope for the future.
"That man needs help!" She didn't know what she saw, and suddenly raised her skirt and jumped out. Kai, who was driving, had no choice but to stop the carriage.
Beside the road where the carriage stopped, there was an exquisite small castle. Judging from its size and location, it had no troop-gathering capability or enemy-defending value. However, its gorgeous decoration and exquisite materials made it look like the living room of some great nobles.
It's not as good as it is. Taken together, it's just a wealthy third-rate noble who deliberately built it for enjoyment.
At this moment, the short, fat guy with a sad face in front of the castle gate completely fits this description.
His expression was fake, his posture was awkward, his eyes were evasive, and he was obviously planning something.
Even in the dream, Kiritsugu's professionalism allowed him to quickly judge that this person had an ulterior motive for approaching Artoria. After all, with this girl's nosy character, all he had to do was stand on the roadside and look sad.
The appearance is enough.
"Hello~ My name is Artoria. You look like you need help. Do you mind talking to us?" Look, the meddlesome Preparatory King just came over.
"Hello, dear King of Britain, I am honored to meet you. My name is Anor, and I am a small lord here." The short and fat middle-aged man rubbed his hands: "Although there is a small problem with the territory.
, but why do I have the nerve to ask you to help?”
Very shrewdly, he seemingly inadvertently brought up the issue of "territory", which is an element that every king will not ignore. He also deliberately made an expression that looked forward to help but was afraid of something and did not dare to say it.
Coupled with the fact that he deliberately showed respect for Artoria when most of the nobles ignored the nominal king of England, he was definitely a skilled liar.
"It doesn't matter, just tell me. If it really can't be solved, I won't be brave!" Artoria was indeed tricked. She patted her empty breastplate and said generously.
In fact, if she can't solve it with her skills, then it's time for Kiritsugu and Gai to take action, right?
"Well, you should have seen this castle. It is just a toy made by a wealthy man. It has no military value or threat. However, the nearby King Bolinor claims that this castle has affected his
"It's safe. I order you to either give it away or prepare to fight with his army." The little lord who called himself Annuoer cried sadly: "But I am a merchant lord and I have no army at all."
"Hmm..." Artoria thought for a while and suddenly clapped her hands: "He just wants to seize your castle!"
Kiritsugu just wanted to sigh. The most superficial layer of this scam was barely noticeable. There was still a long way to go before he could become a qualified king.
"Yes...yes," the expression on Annuo's face was distorted for a moment, but he immediately adjusted it back: "And he said that he would give an ultimatum today at the end, and if he didn't agree, he would start a war directly. You see..."
"I'm here to negotiate with him. If that doesn't work, I'll stop him through a duel!" Arturia said decisively.
"Then it's all your fault, my king." Anor stepped back slightly with a bit of pride: "Now please allow me to show my friendship as a landlord..."
It is estimated that even the liar himself did not expect to succeed so easily, and because his plan really needed the help of Artoria's force, he also deceived her intuitive sense.
Tap tap tap - the sound of horse hooves sounded. In the direction of the carriage, several knights were galloping towards them. They were wearing silver helmets and silver armor, carrying silver guns on their backs. Before anyone arrived, the leader's voice had already arrived.
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"King Arthur! Even if you pull out the sword in the stone, it doesn't mean you can interfere with the affairs of my territory, King Bolinor!"
Oh, I see. This Anor seems to have had an interest dispute with King Bolinor for a long time, and he also received information about Arturia's passing, so he planned to use the unequal information between the two parties to provoke them to fight against each other.
What he told the king over there was probably a lie that King Arthur was dissatisfied with this unruly castle and asked him to rebuild or demolish it. This kind of casual interference in the construction of other lords' territories would generally not be tolerated by the local nobles.
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Kiritsugu tilted his head, and Kai happened to cast his gaze over. After their eyes met, the two nodded as if they had reached a consensus - now that they both understand what this misunderstanding is about, the solution is very simple.
“You two, please listen to me first——” “Bang!!”
Just as Kai opened his mouth to stop the duel, Kiritsugu held the nbsp; and the whole place fell silent.
"You! Even if you are Merlin! I will fight you!" King Bolinor finally reacted and took off the silver spear from his back and pointed it at Kiritsugu.
"Oh? Yes, come on." Kiritsugu changed the gun from his left hand to his right hand, wielding a powerful gun. "No!" "King Bolinor! Please calm down! You will die!"
It seems that King Arthur broke the Sword in the Stone because of this designed duel, so... forget it, it was just a dream anyway.
Ignoring King Bolinor who was clamoring for a duel over there, Kiritsugu took out a cigarette with an expressionless expression.
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"Hmm? Did Kiritsugu dream of something good? Even the frown on his face has relaxed."
Irisviel lay on her side next to Emiya Kiritsugu and touched his forehead with a little curiosity.
