Infinite Female Martial God's Plan To Be Nurtured

Since there is no need to make a wish, the will of the planet Gaia will also allow the planet to slowly return to its normal ecology, which may take a long time. But it's better than seeing no hope, as long as everything is really moving in a good direction. People will have a new hope for survival.

And Hua Yin did see Bai Aili, and also felt from Bai Aili that a steady stream of world will was slowly recovering, as if this was the resonance of the Daughter of Destiny and being favored by Gaia's will.

Leaving the Great Hollow at the Top of the Ice, in the cold winter night, Hanon Tosaka returned to the Third Vault, her eyes as sharp as cold, and she carried the expectations of the entire Vault. Everything seems to have returned to calm, however, beneath the surface, an even bigger storm is coming.

Hanon Tosaka launched a covert operation. She spent days investigating the events that had assassinated them, cutting through the fog, tracing the trails, and finally pinpointing the culprits, the high-level elders, who were behind the scenes.

On a dark and windy night, the interior of the shelter was unusually quiet. Hanain Tosaka hid in the shadows, her eyes flickering with a cold chill. She took out the evidence she had collected before, investigated them one by one, and clearly presented the crimes of those dark elders in front of her eyes. This is a battle of life and death, but also a battle of will.

In an inconspicuous corner, Hanon Tosaka secretly meets with the liaison officers of the various supporters of the Tosaka family. They brought with them the information they needed from traitors, all of which were detailed about the whereabouts, plans, and internal contradictions of the upper echelons of the Third Vault.

Hanon Tosaka's eyes revealed Mori Leng's murderous intentions, and she knew that only by finding out the corrupt elements inside would the future of the shelter be truly stable. She discussed detailed plans with the liaison to send the information to the leaders of the parties.

Word spread quickly, and chaos and panic erupted inside Vault III. The crimes of the senators were exposed, triggering a fierce internal struggle. For a time, the inside of the shelter was full of smoke and blood.

In the inner corridors of the vault, a fierce battle is underway. The forces are divided, the conspiracy is rife, and everyone is desperate for their own interests. And behind all this, the shadow of Hanon Tosaka quietly appeared, and she calmly observed the struggle, waiting for the opportunity.

As night fell, Hanon Tosaka stepped forward, her voice resounding throughout the vault. She exposed the crimes of the patriarchs and called on those who were still blinded to unite and resist corruption within. Her words are passionate and have touched the heartstrings of many.

The atmosphere inside the shelter was tense to the extreme, but Hanon Tosaka didn't back down. Behind her, there is everyone's expectations, the future of the entire Vault. She led those who supported her in a fierce battle against the mutineers.

Fierce fighting lasted for several days, and blood stained the floor of the vault, but in the end, the forces supporting Hanon Tosaka emerged victorious. The traitors inside were eradicated and the sanctuary was restored to tranquility.

Hanon Tosaka stood at the top of the vault, her eyes shining with remembrance. She knew that her best friend, who lived and died together, and how many hardships she shared ~ Arthur Artoria would not come back.

When she learns that the crow hunting has a more powerful means to change her fate, a world-class causality modifier that is comparable to the wishing machine but meets her needs to change her initial fate. She made the decision to choose to stay, and Tosaka Hanon couldn't force others to force others to avoid her again, and trouble people to participate in a justice that didn't belong to her, a corruption battle that Tosaka Hanon herself could clean up.

I don't know if she returned to that year, the ignorant and youthful years when she drew the sword in the stone?

When the sunset sprinkled the earth, the earth was about to be shrouded in deep silence. A young girl, holding the legendary sword of selected gold, stands on a high slope. The glow of the sun shines on her slender figure, which looks solemn and mysterious.

The orange-yellow blade shimmered in the glow, like a star piercing the world before the night. Her gaze was firm and determined, as if she was swearing something. This is a fateful moment, a moment that will decide the fate of an entire nation.

Around the sword, the wind surged, as if the earth trembled at her decision. She took a deep breath, gripped the hilt of her sword, and made up her mind. At this moment, she seemed to hear a sigh from afar, which was the sigh of history and the expectation of the future.

[It's better to think about it before picking it up.] I'm not going to hurt you, so don't do that. Once you pick up that sword, you will no longer be human until the end. It's not just that. Once you pick it up, you will be hated by all humans and welcome a tragic death. Behind him sounded the voice of the magician I had been seeing in my dreams.

A hint of confusion and fear flashed in her eyes. This sword is not an ordinary weapon, but a symbol of the state, a sacred duty. Once she is uprooted, she will no longer be an ordinary girl, but the guardian of the country, a legend remembered by history.

[No, there are a lot of people laughing.] I don't think you can go wrong. She whispered to herself, as if to cheer herself up. Her heart is as strong as iron, and she will not waver even in the face of unprecedented pressure.

However, no matter how firm her heart was, she still felt afraid. Not the fear of death, but the fear of responsibility. To be the guardian of the country means to bear the expectations of the whole country and to be responsible for the prosperity of the country and the happiness of its people.

[At the time, she was actually scared.] In her mind, the voice echoed.

However, despite her fear, she knew that it was an inescapable responsibility. In the depths of her heart, there is a force that supports her and makes her no longer afraid.

[It's not that I'm scared of my end.] Rather, they are afraid of whether the decision is the right one. The voice became more gentle, as if to soothe her heart.

Her hand slowly lifted and tightened her grip on the hilt of her sword.

[The one who pulls the sword out of the rock——— there is someone more suitable to be the king of the covenant than himself, and if that person is the person, shouldn't he be able to build a more peaceful country, such a fear.] Endless doubts welled up in her mind, but she knew that if she waited any longer, there would be no better option than now.

It is a ritual to kill yourself. If there is a human heart, it is impossible to protect the people with a king. The so-called king is the existence that kills the most people in order to protect the people.

The light and shadow of the memory stopped retracting, and the entire time and space were suspended in that year, and at the moment of the year when the sword in the stone was drawn, Arthur Artoria had been transformed into the image of Artoria Lily, who was ignorant and unknown back then.

Saber Lily's armor is mainly white, and her hairstyle has changed to a single ponytail, and Lily is more beautiful than the original form, so she is called "pure white knight hime" and "a young swordsman like a white lily",

and the golden sword that pulls out the chosen sword, and Artoria is just beginning to move forward on the road to kingship. It's still a half-hung girl knight.。

She looks like a pitiful lily on the outside, and her eyes are full of hope.

In order to hone her experience, she traveled all over the country and experienced many things, leaving behind many adventure stories, and those she helped seemed to praise her as a knight because of her gorgeous appearance.