Lost Narrative Poetry

The sunset sky is bloody.

The ground in front of me is also bloody.

The corpses lying on the ground were the people who once believed in a girl and supported her as king, and jointly presented him with a song of victory.

They were divided into two factions because of the instigation of traitors. They regarded each other as enemies and started killing each other. Then, they fell together on this battlefield. King Arthur's final place, at the foot of Camlan Hill.

Waking up from a dream on the other side of time and space, and kneeling dejectedly on the blood-stained hill again, Arturia stared blankly at this desolate scene.

Everything felt like a lifetime ago, like a long dream, until now, "reality" finally made her wake up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...people like me..."

She looked around slowly, with tears all over her face, and her gauntlets were soaked with the enemy's blood. The blood and tears slid down her smooth face, and the girl-like king let out a low moan.

I originally thought that I would never see this scene again, but what I didn't expect was that I would eventually come back here.

Even though she knew it would be the same no matter how many times, she still couldn't resist the urge to apologize. Although she knew that her apology could not be conveyed to anyone's heart, the girl still repeated her confession.

She sobbed uncontrollably toward the ideals that could not be fulfilled, toward the people who could not be saved, and toward everything that disappeared because she was a king.

"Is this the moment when you made the contract? In other words, it was the point where your time stopped, so this time starts from here?"

The voice of inquiry rang down the mountain, and the dusk wind carrying the strong smell of blood came, making the sad knight girl slightly stunned.

She turned her head subconsciously and found a familiar figure rubbing his eyes with his hands and walking up the hill of death. He carefully avoided the scattered corpses, pools of blood, broken limbs, etc. along the road, while the corner of his mouth twitched. walked to her side.

"Ma...Master..."

After being stunned for a long time, Artoria finally came to her senses and shouted in an inexplicable tone.

She was probably caught off guard by returning to this historical point, and the impact it brought to her was so huge and shocking that it made it difficult for the girl to shed tears and repent. She suffered so much that she was almost completely overwhelmed by the sudden negative emotions. .

It wasn't until she saw Xia Ran's appearance that she finally remembered why she had returned to this scene again.

"Can you stand up?"

Xia Ran stretched out his palm and said to the girl who was kneeling weakly on the blood-stained hill.

"Um……"

Artoria responded blankly, then her eyes widened, and she stretched out a hand that was soaked in blood, tightly grasped the master's palm, and used his strength to forcefully pull it from her. stood up on the ground.

The appearance of the other party seemed to inject a little vitality into her empty heart...

At least I am not the only one abandoned in this time. At least I am not alone. At least I have someone I can trust.

"It's really tragic..."

Xia Ran looked around, and then at the body of the girl who fell not far ahead. The face was almost similar to Arturia's, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help but twitched violently again several times.

This is Mordred's body.

The rebel's body was pierced by Artoria's holy spear, his lungs were burned, he slipped from the spear, and died...

But before that, her magic sword shattered the king's helmet, scratched his head, and took away one eye and the rest of his life... However, Artoria made a contract with the inhibitory force in the end, and the heroic spirit's status update covered of her condition.

——It really vividly depicts the touching scene of a loving father and a filial son.

Xia Ran couldn't help but look at the blond girl who was leaning powerlessly beside him, her whole body was stunned, her eyes were dull and lifeless.

This moment was the moment when she signed a contract with Alaya, because before she was summoned as a Servant, she was not the kind of regular heroic spirit that was transformed into a regular heroic spirit after her real death in reality, and the legend of her final achievements was sublimated.

Instead, at the last moment before death, she exchanged a contract with the inhibitory force to turn the soul after death into a guardian. Therefore, Artoria's time was frozen before she died, which forever bound her who had lost time. 's cage.

She will not go to the Seat of Heroes, she is not there in the first place. She will only stare at the battlefield under the sunset in a meaningless time, in a moment that is equivalent to eternity, waiting for the call again and again.

Logically speaking, although the contract has been transferred now, she will indeed return to this point in time when she returns to the Fate world - because her destiny has not yet been completed, and she must make a conclusion here. .

The only difference is that the time of this land and her own time will no longer stand still forever, but will rejoin the normal flow of time and begin to flow and change, from the known past to the unknown future.

This is a normal "correction" from the world, because history has diverged here——

From Artoria's point of view, her fate has not really ended at all. Her time has been frozen. The historical period she is in is frozen in the moment before her death. She has never experienced the Battle of the Sword Fence again. things...

Because her time stopped, she didn't even really die, and naturally she never created any history. She was just imprisoned by the contract of restraint on the battlefield, and traveled to time and space over and over again in an eternal moment. The battlefield on the other side.

But from a macro perspective of human history, history has been moving forward. There are even records saying that the last knight took King Arthur away from the blood-stained battlefield and came to the forest. Because he believed that the king's injuries would be healed when he reached a quiet place, or that was all he could believe.

But after the seriously injured king woke up, he asked him to take the holy sword away, walk through the forest, and climb over the blood-stained hills until there was a deep lake on the other side, put the holy sword into it, and return it to the lake. Fairy.

Without the protection of the holy sword, the immortal king will die. The knight refused the king's death and lied twice that he had returned the sword, but the king found out both times.

At the third time, the knight finally accepted the king's choice and threw the sword into the lake. A white wrist appeared on the water and took the sword. After turning three times in mid-air, the holy sword disappeared from the world.

——King Arthur finally ushered in the eternal sleep of death.

This is what needs to be "corrected". If Artoria's time has been stopped on that battlefield and there is no normal flow, then what happened to Bedivere taking her away from the battlefield and returning the holy sword three times? occurring?

Who played her part?

After understanding this, Xia Ran was completely relieved. No wonder he and others were not summoned by the Fifth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City as originally expected, but appeared in this time period.

Obviously, in the spontaneous "correction" of the world, this step is more important.

"Now this period of history has begun to flow normally and will continue to develop..." After sorting out his thoughts, Xia Ran said softly, "Your last knight, Bedivere, is coming soon."

"...Really?" Artoria smiled reluctantly, "Master, have you seen him?"

"...I saw it."

Xia Ran twitched the corner of his mouth, and he stared in a certain direction. The figure in the depths of his pupils did reflect the figure galloping desperately in the distance. The knight was breathing rapidly and holding the reins, hanging on to the white horse desperately.

This is a very mysterious state. As long as he wants to and concentrates, he can see any corner of the world.

But it's not the former skill of seeing and hearing, because it's no longer necessary, but the excellent EX clairvoyance, which can see through the horrors of the past and the future...Solomon returned the omnipotent ring and lost everything, including gaze. The eyes of the world.

"So these eyes were actually "lent" to him by me? Are you "returning" it to me now? "

Xia Ran rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. He still felt that his mind was in chaos. If it weren't for these eyes, if it weren't for the huge amount of information that suddenly appeared in the knowledge palace, he would still doubt whether he had just done something. Bizarre dreams.

"Master...what did you say?"

Arturia's voice still sounded pitifully fragile, as if the girl was trying hard to support her body on the hospital bed and force herself to speak.

"It's nothing, it's just that my previous judgment was correct. This can indeed be regarded as an opportunity..." Xia Ran gathered her thoughts and said seriously, "But it depends on what you think."

"What...what do I think..."

"Yes, you must first understand one thing. Miracles do not come without a price..." Xia Ran stared into the girl's emerald green eyes, "There are limits to making the impossible possible. Do you remember this?"

"...Remember, you told me, but I will not give up." Arturia calmed down and tried to gather her will before saying this.

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to give up, but you have to understand that if what you want to achieve is to save Britain by completely denying yourself, then this is equivalent to a miracle that is basically impossible to achieve."

Xia Ran gently calmed the girl's mental state and tried not to irritate her.

"This requires getting involved in time travel, which becomes a paradox, and negating the past by reversing established cause and effect. But if you negate the past, how can the changes you made later exist? This is something that only gods can control in the true sense. field……"

This is the paradox of time.

Artoria wants to erase all the mistakes she has made through miracles. She feels that she is not worthy of being a king. If she can change the established cause and effect from the beginning, maybe her country can be saved.

But the idea is already unrealistic. If she can really change the established cause and effect that occurs on a single timeline, then she will not exist now, because the past has been changed, and she will not exist in the future. .

But the question comes again, if she no longer exists, then who changed the past? How can history that never existed be erased? This is the same paradox as a man going back in time and killing his grandfather.

Even Goetia's plan is not to "change" the past, but to "replace" it. It does not unrealistically deny its own premise of existence, but has found its own in the new world from the beginning. There is a position, and this is possible.

Artoria wants to do it more thoroughly, how is this possible?

"this……"

Her expression changed several times, but finally the girl admitted this dejectedly, "Then Master, what do you think we should do?"

"If you are still unwilling to give up, then just open up a new history on the basis of acknowledging history..." Xia Ran said without thinking, as if he already had a case in mind.

"Creating... a new history?"

"That's right, let me ask you, why are you so persistent in denying your own existence, thinking that if you don't exist, Britain can be saved?" Xia Ran nodded, and then asked calmly.

"..."

"..."

"Actually, I know that because the mysterious era is over, the next era is incompatible with your fundamental strength. As long as you are still alive, Britain will have no future." Xia Ran didn't care about Artoria's silence and clicked directly. Out of this.

"Woo..."

The girl whimpered and turned pale again.

This is indeed what she thought. When she was fighting against the demon dragon Vortigern, the humble king who appeared as the island's will and the island's clone warned her before he died, but she didn't care at the time.

But it was not until later that I realized that what the old man said was true. As long as he, the king, is still alive, the country will have no future.

Because the mysterious era has ended, and the era of humans is coming next, but her existence itself is the most noble fantasy——

The bloodline of the King of Britain, the ideology of Britain's incarnation as the red dragon, and the noble female bloodline used to perfectly integrate the two, mixed to create a mother's womb, which is the ultimate mysterious manifestation.

This is the most fatal conflict, and there will be no place for her and Britain in the following era.

That's why she wants to save the entire country from the source by denying and erasing her past self.

"So we can only start from this point. In the final analysis, it is probably because the age of gods has faded..." Xia Ran sighed. In the AD, human history has driven away all mysteries. In inverse proportion to the expansion of the light of science, the darkness of mystery has gradually declined.

The past era, full of mystery and magic, will come to an end and gradually decline due to human civilization. Nature with personality becomes a mere natural phenomenon. The ether in the atmosphere also dissipated like clouds.

In fact, the end dates of the Age of Gods are different in various places. Generally speaking, the continent ends earliest, while peninsulas, islands, etc. come later. Among them, Britain is more special, that is, the Age of Gods did not end until the fifth century AD.

But when it ended, it led to the current tragedy, and this is the main root cause.

"So the solution is actually very simple. Just start from now on and let the Age of Gods continue to be prosperous and prosperous!"

The magician made this declaration——

"The true end of the Age of Gods means that mystery will disappear from human history, and the physical laws on earth will be determined based on human intelligence... Then, let me rebuild this order, starting from the astrology and cosmology, and transform the entire world Let’s go back to the age of geocentrism!”