The Collection of The End

My name is Alaya,

This time the wife is dreaming~

99:45:05

For things like entering other people's memory, Irisviel was much more proficient than Kiritsugu.

She is the highest masterpiece of the Einzbern family's artificial technology, but this fact also means that countless "shes" have been "destroyed" due to manufacturing errors, accidents, inspection failures, trial failures, etc. .

Due to Kiritsugu's intervention, Irisviel obtained a near-perfect score in the final trial, and was even allowed to give birth to a daughter with Kiritsugu after being ordered to participate in the Holy Grail War, but this was not a "reward", but a man-made The "next step" of human planning.

The last version of the cyborg project will be completely terminated, and the subsequent cyborgs will be made based on Irisviel's daughter, Ilyasviel von Einzbern, so she will be like herself ——No, judging from the performance of that future daughter, she should not know about it.

About "the souls of all androids are kept in the Holy Grail".

Including Irisviel, all the androids are [Holy Grail Vessels] made based on the original winter maiden. Before the Holy Grail finally descends, their forms will disappear and transform into the Holy Grail, so for these The Einzbern family may not know about whether androids have their own self, or they may not care.

But Irisviel clearly knows that each of them has an independent mind and soul, not just those "selves" who successfully gave birth to thoughts, even if their minds are incomplete, their souls are fragmented, and even their memories are only doubts. And pain, those souls that can only be regarded as "defective products" can all be found inside the Holy Grail.

Find it from the ten thousand and thirty-one souls that surround Lizlech Justisa von Einsbern.

The souls may have means of communication with each other, but Alice Viel, who is still alive, cannot talk to them directly except for reading their memories, and can only vaguely feel some emotional fluctuations.

Most of those fluctuations are stable and moderate, and even a small number of restless ones will be calmed down under the comfort of the Winter Maiden. After all, as the Holy Grail, as long as the Holy Grail finally comes, no matter who the winner is, they will be relieved.

And after the future Ilya mischievously claimed to be the Holy Maiden of Winter, not only did the real Holy Maiden of Winter laugh out loud, but almost all the souls that gave birth to minds sent waves of joy.

The joy of these souls is that, judging from the fact that Illya does not know the information inside the Holy Grail at all, the Holy Grail has actually descended, so Illya's soul after death was not absorbed by the Holy Grail but became a heroic spirit. It also means that they will be free soon - no more than sixty years in time.

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"Merlin, Brother Kai, did I do something wrong? That's why the sword in the stone broke?"

Irisviel saw Saber after going through a period of half-dream and half-awake that is inevitable when stepping into someone else's memory.

Not Lily, since she was wearing a black light skirt, but not Alter, either, since her hair was a dazzling gold and her eyes were still lake green.

"No, it is completely in line with the spirit of chivalry to accept a duel and go all out." It was a sturdy young man with a round shield on his back and a huge ax in his hand who answered her. He paused and continued: "Even if the cause is Lied to, but there is nothing wrong with what you did in this battle."

Irisviel looked around, the solid brick walls, the flat ground, and the surrounding auditorium, it can be seen that this is an ancient arena, and standing opposite Saber in the arena, a knight in silver and white armor was looking up. Falling to the ground, there was a huge sword mark on his chest, which caused a terrible dent in the seemingly strong silver armor. The knight remained motionless despite being so severely injured.

Apparently there was no way to save it.

And on the ground between the two, a lance and a golden sword fell there, and they were all broken from it, but unlike the lance, which had obvious signs of being chopped off, the golden sword had a smooth fracture , as if breaking on its own.

Beside the young man called Brother Kai outside the arena, a middle-aged fat man with mischievous eyebrows was being pressed to the ground by two fully armed knights. Although his whole body was shaking, his eyes were still flickering.

So Kiritsugu entered Saber's memory? And because the two Sabers are of the same spirit foundation, I brought myself in, but it seems that the dream is reversed, and—Irisviel looked at the heavenly clothes she was wearing—subconsciously, she would envy her daughter's beauty Dress up, my mother is really...

"It was King Bolinor who insisted on fighting your golden sword with a silver lance, so, uh, don't feel guilty." Kai's comfort sounded dry, after all, he couldn't explain why the sword in the stone broke.

"Congratulations to King Arthur for showing his prowess and defeating King Bolino!" The fat man under control suddenly shouted: "According to tradition, I will receive all the territories and properties of King Bolino!"

"Do you think I will do what you want? Anor!" Saber, no, Arturia strode over with an angry face: "I tell you, I will never—"

"King." Irisviel stopped her with a voice, although she didn't know why it became Merlin in Saber's memory, but this kind of situation did not happen before when reading the memory of "myself".

By accident, she will incarnate someone in her memory, and she can change what will happen in her original memory through her words and deeds.

This cannot change history, let alone rewrite memories. Strictly speaking, she intervened in Saber's dream about her past—yes, this is just a dream weaved by both parties, and that Arturia is "I ".

If you do nothing and let it go on the original track, the Saber who wakes up will forget about it in an instant. After all, old memories are completely meaningless, and if you can significantly interfere in this dream, maybe Can you change her behavior a little bit?

"Merlin... you want to speak for him?" Apparently, the magician Merlin held a high position in Artoria's heart. She stopped and looked at Irisviel with aggrieved eyes.

"Unless you are a lunatic, anyone's actions have a purpose. What do you think this Mr. Anor still wants to say in such adversity? What is the purpose?" The image of Lily overlapped, and Irisviel tried hard not to reach out and touch the tuft of hair on the top of her head.

"Oh! That's it! It's indeed Merlin!" Before Arturia began to think, Kai had already realized something, and Anor, who had planned to shout again, became terrified.

"My original plan was to refuse to accept King Bolino's property, but that was under the assumption that he had an heir to inherit." Artoria frowned slightly: "If he has no heir, the territory and property will— —Let it be handled by the witnesses of the duel?!"

She turned her head to look at Anor who provoked the duel with a conspiracy, the fat man was dejected and motionless because his plan was seen through.

"Normally, the witnesses of a duel will be decided by both parties, and they are generally trustworthy people. This is usually to deal with the follow-up when both sides are injured, but the duel between you and King Bolinnuo is in Under his instigation, there is no chance to find other witnesses, and King Bolino really has no heirs." Kai shrugged and explained.

"Combined with the plans he made in advance, it can be said that as long as this duel starts, he will be invincible." Alice Feil recalled the various speculations of modern historians on this disgraceful duel: "The only way to break the game is to see through it ahead of time and refuse to engage in a duel—and how much did he do to prevent you from refusing the duel?"

"...Invincible?" Arturia seemed to be emitting a trace of black air, she pulled out a knight's sword and walked towards Anor.

"No, you can't do that! Aren't you going to be the king of Scotland?" The fat man seemed to sense something was wrong, and began to struggle hard, but the two knights behind him firmly held him down.

"Ah, that's right, but I suddenly realized that giving a helping hand to all those in need is not going to help him." Artoria walked up to the fat man, raised her sword high and said, "Goodbye , wise Anor."

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"[Your behavior deviates from the way of chivalry ~ unable to control the broken steel sword ~]"

Just when Irisviel thought that the liar was about to splatter five steps with blood, accompanied by a familiar half-dream and half-awake, she found that she and Arturia were in a small boat in the middle of the lake, and the ethereal voice of the fairy of the lake was echoed around.

There was no wind at all on the lake, but there were waves that could overturn a boat.

"Oh, Merlin, look, she's not willing to give me a new sword like you said." Arturia was trying to stabilize the boat, and she took the time to smile to Irisviel.

At this time, the girl's golden hair had begun to turn white, but her eyes were still green and transparent like emeralds.

Irisviel opened her hands, and countless magic-imbued mithril threads surged out, weaving into a meticulous spherical protection, enclosing the boat, no matter how big the wind and waves were, they could do nothing to it.

"Who said we are here to break the steel sword?" Irisviel said to the center of the lake, "Don't you have another one?"

"【...Merlin, do you know what you're talking about?】" The Fairy of the Lake's voice was obviously surprised.

"You goblins always like to put your own values ​​on other people's heads," Irisviel chuckled, "What I need is a king who can save Britain. It doesn't matter whether the way of the king or the way of the overlord."

"【You...】" The fairy of the lake had nothing to say for a moment: "【I hope you won't regret it.】"

As the voice of the fairy of the lake fell, the originally clear small lake instantly became pitch black, and the flowers, plants and trees on the shore quickly withered and withered.

The pitch-black lake water gathered together, forming an ugly and huge human figure in front of the boat. Its face had no other facial features except for a pair of blood-red eyes, and what it held in its hand was the blade of a sword. It was completely pitch black, with only a few red straight lines and an ominous long sword engraved in a circle.

"Sure enough, things obtained through transactions and compromises are not as fast as those obtained through fighting and seizing." Arturia stood up at the bow of the boat, and pointed the ordinary saber at the water monster.

"[You still have one last chance, just—]" The Fairy of the Lake tried to save the situation.

"Hmm... isn't that going to give blessings?" Irisviel looked at the lake between the water monster and the boat, and turned to cast a magic with the effect of "walking on water" on Artoria.

"Hand it over!" Artoria jumped off the boat, charging towards the water monster as if her feet were on the ground.

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Ten years on the battlefield, twelve battles, all ended in Artoria's victory.

Even as a woman, all the kings and noble lords of Britain still had to recognize her as the king of all England.

Maybe it's because of her bravery and excellent command, maybe it's because of the magician Merlin who tolerated her unconditionally.

More likely, as long as he dared to draw his sword against her, it would be absolutely impossible to save his life.

And in the auditorium of Camelot's castle, all her [Knights of the Round Table] under her command gathered.

"King Arthur doesn't understand people's hearts," the Knights of the Round Table whispered to each other, "She doesn't tolerate any conspiracy or betrayal, even a small white lie will be severely taught by her, this is not the temperament of a king at all."

"King Arthur doesn't understand people's hearts," the Knights of the Round Table argued while drinking, "Because there are no survivors left in the war, now all the surrounding countries regard us as a scourge, and the pressure to maintain the border is increasing."

"King Arthur, you don't understand people's hearts!" The knights of the round table drunkenly yelled at Artoria, who was seated at the head of the round table: "We agreed to sit around the round table regardless of each other, what's the matter with your head!"

"It's so noisy..." Because the power of the red dragon is too strong, Arturia's emerald green eyes have turned into golden vertical pupils, and the armor is black as always, but the style has changed from the strict pursuit of protection to a beautiful atmosphere , similar to the style of the dress.

She frowned and looked at the huge round table full of people sitting in front of her, and complained to Merlin next to her: "Is there no room for three hundred people at the big round table? really go?"

"Didn't Sir Lancelot leave before? You brought your queen with you." Irisviel replied with a smile.

The memory jump spanning more than ten years, if it is an ordinary person, may be helpless and can only adapt to the situation, but Irisviel, who is experienced in this, can easily obtain relevant information during the half-dream and half-awake jump.

"I'm just being angry, force Sir Lancelot to take her away, after all, he won't refuse women," Arturia looked out the window: "I mean, when you proposed to Guinevere, you didn't stop me."

"Although you directly claim the title as a woman, you don't need a queen in name, but the problem is that Guinevere can't marry anyone else because her father's influence is too strong." Alice Feier told the secret The silver thread turned into a huge hammer, and knocked away a few brave knights who wanted to toast Artoria.

"...I didn't think of this at all when I fought side by side with her," Arturia shook her head: "She actually took the words 'I will marry you as queen after this battle'."

"That's because you're so attractive~" Irisviel smiled and touched Artoria's head, but it's a pity that the tuft of hair that was always curled up disappeared at some point.

"Merlin, don't always treat me like a child!"

"What is the child who keeps the appearance of sixteen talking about?"

"Isn't that your fault? Why can't I grow even if the sword in the stone is broken!"

"You can tell me where you want to grow. After all, I made you, and it's easy to change."

"Uh……"

The Knights of the Round Table noticed the movement on the main seat almost immediately.

"Ah, King Arthur and Merlin are starting again."

"so envious--"

"Which one do you envy?"

"Camelot owes me a Merlin!"

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"Father! Urgent battle report! The Anglo-Saxons have launched a surprise attack and have reached the sword fence!"

The originally noisy round table venue fell silent in an instant, and everyone's eyes were turned to the door, and the blond tiger-toothed girl in pure white armor couldn't help being stunned after rushing in.

"How many times have I told you not to call my father!" Arturia stood up and strode over to receive the battle report.

"Wang, Miss Wang—" Mordred had a toothache on his face.

Haha, Irisviel snickered, to use modern terms, if there is a person whose genes are 50% similar to you and your sister, then who is she?

It's obviously my sister! Arturia made such a statement at the beginning, and then Merlin popularized genetics with Morgan, and she directly smashed the laboratory—the genetic similarity between the child and both parents is almost 100%.

"My lords, don't worry, our outer defense line is flawless," Artoria's cold voice echoed in the venue: "Those Anglo-Saxons used giant flying monsters to carry out a surprise attack, and after being shot down collectively, they fought stubbornly at the sword fence That's all."

The Knights of the Round Table faintly stirred up, making the girl who delivered the battle report very puzzled.

"But due to the existence of ferocious monsters, ordinary soldiers cannot be used in this battle, so I am going to bring—fifty people to the round table, those who are interested—" A sword with bloody lines and a knife appeared in Artoria's hand. The terrifying imposing long sword suddenly pointed forward.

"【What my king's sword is pointing at! Where our hearts are going!】" The uniform shouts almost toppled the roof of the venue.

After that, fifty white eagles made of silk flew out from Irisviel's hands, one by one, they landed on the shoulders of the lucky ones who had successfully grabbed the top fifty, and they immediately picked up their weapons and walked out the door happily.

"What! Didn't get it again!"

"Gao Wen, are you cheating? Why are you always there?"

"I haven't had a chance to make a move three times in a row! King Arthur doesn't understand people's hearts!"

"What... what's going on here? Aren't they all dissatisfied with Father—Sister Wang?" Mordred, who was pushed into a corner of the venue by the momentum of the knights, couldn't help stamping: "And it's the battle report I brought , I should join the battle."

"Because you didn't hear the subtext." Irisviel very smoothly rubbed the head of the blond girl whose appearance was 90% similar to Artoria.

"King Arthur doesn't understand people's hearts, but her heart is there."

98:24:18

Irisviel opened her eyes, saw Kiritsugu also staring at her, so she smiled.

"I think we should treat Saber better."

"Coincidentally, I think I should squeeze them more."

Where is the coincidence?