And after that brief trance, Aivas saw a clear memory.
But compared to the previous first-level memory, which is as vague as a dream, this paragraph is in the third person. It is like a movie, and there are even storyboards and mirrors.
That was on the square in the countryside.
The young version of "Arthur" who made Aivas quite familiar with and several round table knights were talking about something on the stone platform.
At this time, people were unwilling to pay attention to Arthur's speech.
Because an extremely beautiful fairy suddenly appeared in the crowd.
She was covered with a translucent black veil. In the midday sun, it could hardly stop anything.
She has charming long black hair and emerald green eyes like tourmaline. Just a glance will make her mind confused, and her fair skin is as delicious as cream.
Just as she appeared, she attracted the attention of the crowd. Even the knights of the round table were blinded and obsessed with watching.
"Is she here to join us too, Merlin?"
Gao Wen asked Meilin.
It was very simple for him to ask this reason - because the woman was holding a sacred and exaggerated holy sword. The scabbard was placed at her waist, and the hilt was in the middle of her chest, almost completely hidden by softness. But the sword was also
It stirs them up and makes them full of dynamics. It is this scene that makes people stare at them.
And that holy sword was so brilliant that even Arthur opened his eyes wide.
But Arthur was not looking at the human, but the sword.
"...No," Meilin's face darkened, "She should be a fairy in the lake. I think she is here to make trouble."
"My brave knights."
The woman made a soft, heart-shaking voice: "I am not a knight, and I don't want to join you."
“As the wizard said, I am here to give you a difficult problem.
"This sword on my chest...it has bothered me for a long time. It is tied tightly with me... With it, I can't even wear clothes."
She said, patting the sword body gently. This made the hilt tremble, and the white light made people dizzy.
"Only the purest and most upright people can pull out this sword and give me liberation. Morgan told me that this is all the righteous people of the empire... If even you can't save me, I'm afraid no one else can
Save me."
She looked at Arthur and showed a smile: "Morgan's lover, great Arthur... can you give it a try?"
“…I’ll do it.”
Arthur was silent for a while and walked up to him.
He stretched out his hand and, under the guidance of the fairy in the lake, penetrated into her chest. But as soon as he held the sword, he felt the strong desire being amplified.
——The great Arthur actually responded in public!
His hands were frozen in place, and he could not pull out the sword no matter how hard he used. His solemn and upright face became redder and his breath became heavy.
It was not until this time that the knights realized that this was not a kind request for help, but a malicious humiliation.
"I'll do it!"
Gao Wen rushed forward without thinking.
Gao Wen, who is considered a perfect knight, is modest and polite, restrained and fair, and is a collection of all good qualities. But even he could not pull out the sword, and his outstretched hand kept waving the chest of the fairy in the lake.
Let her make a humble cry that everyone can hear.
Of course, he failed.
And under the subtle gaze of people, Bedville, Kai, Merlin... all failed.
No one can pull out that sword, which means... they are not the "purst and upright people".
"——What are you looking at! Don't watch it!"
At this moment, an extremely angry roar rang out: "What do we do with you?! If we can't draw the sword, can you pull it out!
"Damn it, isn't it just a sword? I want to see where it is difficult to pull!"
It was said that it was soon, and a strong and fierce knight rushed up directly.
Bahrain was not interested in women, so he did not pay attention to the farce from the beginning. Rather than saying that he did not even pay attention to Arthur's speech to attract followers, he squatted in the corner to have a meal. But he saw his colleagues one by one.
After failure, Bahrain finally couldn't help it.
He rushed forward and grabbed the sword.
His movements were so rough that the fairy in the lake made the loudest chants.
However, Bahrain did not waver at all.
Or rather - when he held the sword, what he had inflated his heart was not lust.
He wanted to kill the woman who humiliated his reputation with his brothers.
He wants to surpass Arthur's position.
He wants to gain stronger power.
He wants people to worship themselves and kneel down.
He wants to kill everything he wants to kill!
Just now, immediately, immediately-
The whisper in his heart made him lose his mind in an instant.
Bahrain finally couldn't help it.
Not only did he draw out the sword, he even cut the head of the fairy in the lake directly away while drawing it out!
The pleasure of killing randomly made him feel great satisfaction - it was something that could not be felt no matter how much delicacy it was, and it was a pleasure that made people feel elated!
When the Bahrain Knight held the Marmitori sword tightly, his pupils were covered with a scarlet cold light.
At that moment, Meilin was suddenly stunned.
He felt the will of the stars and blurted out his prophecy:
"—Whoever draws this sword will kill the most heroic knight in the world. The empire will face crisis, split into pieces, and turn into desolation."
He paused and gave a more precise prophecy: "This sword will do good and do evil. Its power will never fade until the cycle of the world ends."
Immediately afterwards, Merlin looked at Bahrain with an empty gaze and sent out a god-like judgment: "You will kill the most beloved in the world. Your blood and his blood will blend according to the meaning of the stars."
Then, Merlin suddenly returned to normal.
Arthur frowned, as if he was worried about something.
He asked Merlin seriously, "Is there a way to lift this curse?"
“…I’m afraid it won’t work.”
Merlin shook her head with some distress: "The power of fate is stronger than personal will.
"This is a future that has been decided...a destined destiny, no one can escape."
The next moment, the hallucinations became clearer.
Bahrain disappeared at some point, and the person holding the holy sword became Galahad.
But there was one more person next to Galahad.
That was a crazy person with a 80% similar appearance to Bahrain, but his hair color and pupil color were different.
He has long black hair and green pupils. He is like a fairy in the lake in the past.
It was a knight that no other knight of the round table could see. A knight that only exists in fantasy.
"The fate is better than we hope!"
The knight laughed loudly and pointed his sword ahead: "Look, Galahad! There are more than thirty giants there! Come and defeat them!"
"That's the windmill, Sir Bahrain."
Galahad said calmly.
"Call me Don Quixote, Galahad! I am the guardian of Ramanche, this is the reputation that His Majesty personally granted!"
The knight laughed: "Follow me to defeat those giants! These despicable giants must have prayed to the Supreme Heaven for magic and used their tricks to make us regard the giants as windmills. It's too late for you to join the round table,
I understand the heroic spirit of my fighting back then!
"Come with me! Don't miss a slight flaw in combat!"
"You have already regarded a lot of things as giants, Lord Don Quixote."
Galahad complained: "Just like Hercules I. You used to regard Gowen as an armored giant."
At that moment, Don Quixote's pupils suddenly contracted for a moment.
It seems that there is some lost memory that is about to be recalled at that moment...
But he gave up quickly.
"What are you saying? You don't understand this kind of thing. I am a master of fighting against giants! If you are afraid, stand aside! I can defeat them alone!"
Don Quixote laughed and launched a charge with great momentum.
But for granted, he does not exist. Like a giant, it does not exist.
In the hallucination that only Galahad could see, Don Quixote hit the windmill and walked straight through.
But it seems that from Don Quixote's perspective, he made the thirty giants hallucinate—
"Look, Galahad! I pierced the sinful and strong bodies of the giants through a big hole! I pierced thirty giants through one blow!"
"You are really amazing."
Galahad responded calmly. And it seemed that just that, Don Quixote was satisfied.
Suddenly, Don Quixote turned his eyes and met Evas's eyes.
"Look, Galahad! Your Majesty of the future is watching us!"
He laughed: "He is watching our heroic feat!"
"I salute my Majesty."
Galahad's facial features still did not fluctuate at all. He nodded and regarded it as a salute.
Don Quixote was a little dissatisfied: "It's really rude, Galahad! Do you know what a great person he is? He is the son of Snake Father and Si Zhu, the future savior! This is his time and space
Come see us—especially my heroic battle!”
He looked at Evas eagerly and gave an exaggerated knightly salute: "Great Majesty, please wait for me! After a long time, the guardian of Raman's leader will eventually come to you!
"—Please allow me to protect you, just like protecting my victory and glory!"
With his words, the illusion in front of him suddenly collapsed and shattered!