Chapter 70: The Return
I don't know how long it has been......
In the midst of the chaos, I finally felt the correction from the world......
It seems that he is losing the will and strength to stay in this world, and he cannot feel the connection of the contract......
Maybe it's because the mille-feuille-like magician has left this world now, right?
Saber looked up at Snowy Night, pursed his lips, and accepted his fate as he began to escape from this world.
She didn't resist anything, just knelt quietly on the snow, waiting for the final moment to come - all of this may be a long and euphemistic punishment for the "king who doesn't understand people's hearts", and she deserves it.
She's always right, and she believes in that. Still, she ignored the anguish and troubles of too many people, just as she ignored the pain of Lancelot and Gnevel.
She couldn't figure it out, and she couldn't understand why she couldn't figure it out, this was the limit of Artoria, the king of knights.
Could it be that Camlancho's tragic situation was not a trick of fate, but an inevitable consequence of her governance?
"Woo......"
At the moment when she gradually lost her connection with the real world, she whimpered uncontrollably, and the tears on her face flowed freely, and her eyes were hazy.
Because she was about to die soon, no matter what she thought or did, it would not be recorded in history. She doesn't have to put on any more titles for herself, even if it's weak, even if it's a loss of face.
"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... People like me ......"
Although she knew that her apologies could not reach anyone's hearts, the girl still repeated her repentance, towards the ideals that she could not fulfill, towards the people who could not be saved, and towards everything that had disappeared because of her being a king.
I thought that one day, after crossing endless battles, I would finally be able to get the Holy Grail. At that time, all the mistakes you have committed can be erased through miracles.
But the pain endured, the unceasing hatred, the glorious future...... Then, even the only hope that can be pinned on is taken away from it.
She had nothing left to lose but to weep and repent in the moment called eternity, in the rebuke called rest, and in the torment of endless punishment......
It should have been - it was like this.
"It's too expensive, why is a Saber so expensive...... Are you stuck on my points charges? Charge me as much as you see me? β
A familiar voice came from ahead, and there was a feeling of gnashing of teeth.
"And I see that other people's spirits and other people's spirits can be brought back directly when they are in hand, so why should I charge for the Servant I contracted?"
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Awoke from a dream on the other side of time and space, and had been kneeling there in despair, unwilling to look at the desolation and misery around her, Artoria subconsciously raised her head and slowly looked around.
She had expected to see familiar sceneryβ
The sky at sunset is blood-colored.
The ground in front of me was also blood-colored.
The corpses that fell to the ground were those who once believed in a young girl and embraced her as king, and jointly offered her a triumphant song. They were divided into two factions because of the traitors' provocation, killing each other as enemies, and then falling together on the battlefield.
That is, King Arthur's deathbed, at the foot of Camran Hill.
Because she entrusts her soul to the "world" after death and embarks on a journey in search of miracles, her time is frozen before she dies. Unless the contract is honored, she will have to return to Camlanchu again and again, repeating that scene over and over again.
This battlefield will forever blame her and torment herβ
Therefore, Artoria, who took it for granted that she had returned to this battlefield under the sunset, was reluctant to look at the surrounding scene.
What's there to see? Her courtiers, her knights, her friends, all fell on the bloody battlefield, and even the body of Mordred, the tragic son of a traitor who had inherited her blood, fell before her, pierced through the heart.
Because of the love-hate entanglement, she lost everything.
However, what appeared in front of Artoria's eyes at this moment was a huge platform, surrounded by a dark and dead void like the depths of the universe, and the platform seemed to be suspended in this empty cosmic space.
Above the platform, there is a soft white ball of light, as if it were the only sun in the space, and the light emitted as a light source dispels the surrounding darkness and illuminates the entire platform.
Not far away was a lone wooden door standing on the platform, and in front of her was the back of the magician, who was arguing with the orb of light in mid-air, in great annoyance.
For a moment, Artoria felt that she might be hallucinating.
"Here it is...... Where? She muttered to herself, her mind in a state of confusion and unable to react at all.
"Saber, you're awake, I just thought you had been motionless, but you were asleep......" Xia Ran turned around, stopped the meaningless alignment with the ball of light, and looked at the knight girl behind her.
"What is this place? Why am I here? The knight girl stared at him and asked again.
"Hmph, that's a good question."
Xia Ran sneered, and his voice was suddenly lowered, and there was an ultra-low pressure that seemed to be able to make the air temperature drop sharply spread-
"It's a game, it's not up to you who made it, maybe it's gods, maybe it's demons, it's more likely aliens or future humans, in short, you're a part of this game now, or you're already a part of this game. Placing a choice in the city feels lost, and feels like you're in front of rotten people, and when they choose this game, they're sent to the scenes of various horror movies......"
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Artoria didn't speak, just stared at him.
"Ahem, well, as you can see, this is the outer side of the world, outside of the dimension and timeline, Valhalla......"
Xia Ran suddenly couldn't hold on a little under the girl's blazing gaze, so she coughed twice and said with a sincere face.
"The being who has become a Heroic Spirit will be freed from the shackles of time and move here......"
"You say this is Valhalla?"
Artoria was slightly stunned, and for a moment she wasn't sure if Xia Ran was telling her words or if she was telling the truth, after all, as an exception among the exceptions, she had never been to Valhalla at all.
Without investigation, there is no right to speak, and since nothing is known, there is naturally no way to determine Xia Ran's statement now.
"Well, at least...... Probably...... Possible...... Maybe...... It should be of a similar nature, I think this example can help you better understand it......" Xia Ran stretched out an index finger and scratched his cheek, and laughed a little embarrassedly.
"Why use so many uncertain words?" Saber was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this person was unreliable.
"Let's put it this way, if you think about it carefully, it should tell you the corresponding information before ......" Xia Ran thought for a moment and said.
Saber frowned, but subconsciously began to retrieve her memories, and then, as if triggering some mechanism, an unfamiliar message flowed into her consciousness......
The next moment, her expression froze, and then within two seconds, she came back to her senses, biting her lower lip hard and glaring at Xia Ran.
"Why do you see me like that? This should be a win-win situation, right? Xia Ranqi said, "Are you going to go back to the Battle of the Sword Fence to hug your head and cry?" Never be able to keep that contract? β
He sighed and stretched out his hand to point to the ball of light in the sky: "You are willing to believe in the mechanism of Alayya, which is basically a loan shark to get you into the game, why don't you want to believe in the land that can really give you infinite possibilities?" β
"The ...... of infinite possibilities The Land of Promise? β
Artoria was slightly stunned.
"Yes, this is the center of the worlds, the collection of infinite possibilities, it corresponds not to one world, but to the infinite universe space-time, and the miracle you seek also exists in other worlds, even higher concepts."
Xia Ran said this confidently, with a sense of demagogy in his tone, as if he was deceiving people into a pyramid scheme, brainwashing the other party and saying how bright the career of himself and others was-
"Just because the Holy Grail can't do it doesn't mean that no other person or thing can do it, you're determined to cross the endless battle and get the Holy Grail to fulfill your wishes, right? There are no changes at all now, or is it more reliable than the Holy Grail full of black mud, right? β
"......" Artoria stammered, it seemed that this was really the case?
It was because she hated the fall of Britain so much that she rejected her own salvation, and no matter what the price she had to pay or how long the battle was, she would change the outcome of her rule.
One failure is two, and two failures are three...... As long as she is conscious and able to act, she will fight desperately for this goal......
The reason why she was so sad before was because she found that she had made up her mind to get the Holy Grail in her hand, but in fact, there was no way to realize her wish, not to mention that it was all Hei Xiang, and her wish was too involved.
To change the history of the thousand-year-old unit of length, the whole human body will be changed......
Even if you get the power of the Holy Grail, there is absolutely no way to achieve that level of miracle.
What she fears is not failure, but the cruel truth - even if she succeeds, she will not achieve her goal, which is what she fears the most.
In this way, the behavior of the magician in front of her still gave her a new dawn in despair, telling her that there was still a possibility, but she needed to continue to fight and pursue it herself......
"Really...... Is there still a chance of success? What if you can't find it anyway? β
The knight girl asked subconsciously, her tone was so urgent that she seemed to be a little girl worried about her loss.
"How could it not be? Isn't the concept of magic in your world about making the impossible possible? Xia Ran smiled dumbly, "If I can't find it, I will create it myself, as long as I don't die halfway, sooner or later I will touch that realm!" β
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"You're going to be a magician?" Saber stared at him suspiciously.
"It's not just magicians." Xia Ran smiled slightly.