The King of Knights in a Different World

"Ah, this kind of strength, are you a monster!" The strength from the arm made Merlin almost think that his hand would break off. The sword was blown away, and Merlin made his last resistance at the moment of crisis.

"I surrender!"

The sword stopped within a centimeter of his neck, and Merlin swallowed, beginning to ache at his cloak.

"Can we have a good talk now." Lucifer smiled and looked at the 'Red Snake' in front of him.

This coquettish magician didn't seem to have flower petals opening his way wherever he went as he remembered. It just looks exactly the same as in memory. What concerned him the most was Merlin's eyes, which were said to be clairvoyant eyes that could see everything now.

Clairvoyance, the invisible figure in your eyes, is that why you want to stop me?

"You said it was a good talk, can you take your sword away?" While speaking, Merlin carefully pushed the seemingly ordinary sword.

"Of course. Let's talk calmly." While speaking, Lucifer quickly withdrew his sword.

"What are you talking about?" Merlin looked at the ordinary sword with lingering fear, and finally looked at the lingering flame in the air.

"For example, this sword."

Accompanied by Lucifer's words, their gazes all looked at the holy sword sunken into the stone at the same time. The legendary sword made by the elves is just a legend. Perhaps no one knows its origin better than the one in front of him.

"Well, since you want to know, it doesn't matter if I tell you." Merlin dealt with his blackened robe with a heartbroken face, and at the same time had the urge to draw circles and curse Lucifer.

"This sword was born at the end of the old empire. The last emperor of the empire forged it with elves, integrated the 'concept' into the weapon itself, and finally formed the appearance of the holy sword. A batch of weapons born with it are called Armed with the concept, the emperor originally wanted to maintain the rule of the empire, but ironically, these armed forces became the original culprit of the destruction of the empire. The sword of the oath, the original fire, and the wheel sword of victory were all at that time The armament that has been passed down. It is a pity that the forging process has been lost now, and no one can create the same work again."

The weapons handed down from the old empire are not only the holy sword in front of you, but also other weapons from the same period. With the destruction of the empire, these weapons were scattered all over the world, and it is said that those who possessed them were heroes without exception. And these heritages have become one of the sources of chaos in this continent.

"Concept armament, the holy sword forged in the old empire era, its craftsmanship has been lost. It sounds very epic! By the way, since there is a holy sword, there should also be a holy gun."

Although there are some deviations from the legends in memory, it is only natural that there are some small deviations in the world that is not in memory.

"how do you know?"

"Well, is there really?"

"I advise you not to have any expectations of that thing. It is not a weapon that humans can master. The person who drives the weapon of the gods will gradually turn into the shadow of the gods." Merlin knew the origin of the holy gun, because of this , he didn't want someone to liberate that kind of thing.

"I didn't have any expectations about the holy gun." While speaking, Lucifer slowly walked towards the holy sword. Under the sun, the shining blade of the sword seemed to be so sad in stark contrast to the ending of a certain girl in the future. His hand slowly clenched the hilt of the sword.

"By the way, it seems that only the blood of the royal family can... drive this sword?" Lucifer was about to say whether there is some secret that the sword only recognizes the blood of the royal family, but he didn't use much force, and the sword fell from the stone platform. pull out. He himself was a little surprised.

"What's the situation, a fake?" Lucifer moved the sword in his hand somewhat unexpectedly, aiming at Merlin.

"Wow, what did you do? I knew my bad premonition was right. I really can't let you get close to this sword. Put it back quickly." Merlin opened his eyes wide, as if seeing the end of the world . His voice was as mad as his expression.

"Wait, the one who pulls out this sword will be the King of Britain. It seems that I also have the qualifications to be a king." Lucifer waved the sword in his hand, with a rather nasty smile on his face.

"Anything is fine, please put it back before anyone else sees it. If anyone comes over it will be over."

"It's okay to put it back, but magician, remember, you owe me a favor."

"Okay! No problem, a favor. I owe you."

After seeing that Merlin agreed, Lucifer put the sword back to its original position. At this moment, an interesting idea suddenly appeared in Lucifer's mind, and he couldn't wait to test the possibilities he had imagined.

"Goodbye, funny magician."

Leaving behind these words, Lucifer left here alone.

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no.5 The doomed future (ask for tickets, ask for flowers)

At dusk, the cool breeze blows through the courtyard, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers. The blond-haired girl was sitting alone in the pavilion, her expression was no longer firm and energetic as before, but instead had a feeling of depression. However, even this did not detract from her beauty in the slightest.

As soon as Lucifer came back, he saw the scene in front of him. He looked towards the garden on one side, and slowly approached the flowers with his hands, but at the last moment he chose to give up. The white rose is too pure, it is not suitable for the girl's mood at this time.

"A melancholy expression is not suitable for you, lovely knight princess. It is more suitable for a noble lady in a boudoir." Lucifer went straight to the girl and said with a smile.

"Please don't make jokes with such a frivolous tone." Miss Knight's expression was very serious. She doesn't seem to like the joke.

"Okay! It seems that I don't have the talent for joking, you didn't even smile. What happened?" Lucifer sat across from the girl while saying apologetic words.

Although we don't spend much time together, to the girl in front of me, I seem to be one of the few people who can communicate normally.

"In your heart, Lucifer, what should the king look like?"

"King? The answer to this question is somewhat broad. The way of kingship is the way of humanity, but it is above the way of humanity. Different kings follow different ways of kingship. There are some virtuous kings that people look forward to, and some kings who pursue correct principles. There are overlords who pursue their own desires, overlords who stand above all beings and shoulder the world with their own strength, kings who burn their own salary for the continuation of the times, and many other kings."

"Are there so many?"

Lucifer's words moved the knight Ji in front of her quite a bit. Before that, she seemed to only have the image of a king in her heart. That is to give up human feelings and sublimate into an ideal holy king.

"Of course, as I said before, the way of kingship is the way of humanity. If you master the way of humanity as a human being without detaching yourself, you are the king. I would ask this, do you finally want to become the King of Knights?"

Beyond human beings, they exist in the world in another posture. That is not a king, but a god, or a demon. Maybe there are god kings and demon kings among gods and demons, but god kings and demon kings cannot become the kings of humans.

At least for now they are still human beings, living here as human beings. Even a certain arrogant Jin Xingxing never regarded himself as a god, but existed as a king.

"Well, my aunt told me a lot. Maybe I won't be able to practice swords with you in the future." Arturia's expression sank.

"In that case, come with me! I'll take you to a place." Standing up, Lucifer walked out of the pavilion.

"Where are you going?"

"A place related to swords."

They disappeared into the garden. On the white castle, by a glass window, two tall figures were watching the direction they left.

"Master, is it really okay to let the lady be with that man like this?" Victoria, who was dark and straight, had a worried expression.

Beside the maid is the Duchess of Britain, who is also recognized as the strongest knight in Britain, Rungomigniad. The once feared Goddess. White armor, golden hair, green eyes, the beauty of the duchess will give people a sense of majesty.

"The things that are about to be carried are too heavy for her. In order to carry this burden, she has to give up a lot of human feelings. At least, let her do what she likes to do now."

In the hearts of the duchess, her niece is not actually a good candidate for the king. In order to become a real king, the girl can only give up other things to keep her focus on the kingly way. She doesn't want such a young girl to bear a heavy burden.

However, sometimes fate is so malicious that only a girl in the whole country can pull out the sword of choosing the king. Rungomigniad had thought that if she could do it, she would take it all on her own, but the sword refused her.

"As for that man, has the investigation been clear?" the Duchess continued.

"Not yet. Judging from what he occasionally revealed, he is not from this continent."

"Then it has nothing to do with us."

As long as you are not from this continent, it means that there is no conflict of interest, and naturally it has nothing to do with it.

At the end of the evening, the night gradually fell. For the second time, Lucifer came to the location where the sword of King Xuan was located, and the golden sword in front of him was still quietly waiting for his master to return.

"Magician, you dark voyeur should still be around." Lucifer said loudly to the surrounding air.

Under Artoria's strange gaze, a figure in white robe appeared in front of them like a mirage.

"Who is a voyeur! I'm just curious about everything, so I'm not the vile kleptocrat you call me! Didn't you go away, why did you come back again? She is!" The moment Merlin saw the girl, Merlin had a different feeling. Good feeling.

"Let her see the future after she draws the sword, I think you should be able to do it."

"It can be done, even if you don't tell me, I will do it, but... now, is it really appropriate?"

"Whether it's a knight or a king, everything should be her own choice. Instead of being forced to draw the sword."

"Okay!" Merlin agreed, and he turned his head to look at the knight girl to ask her opinion for the last time.

"Do you really want to see, the future that belongs to you?"

Originally, this should be the future that the girl will see when she draws her sword tomorrow. It is part of the ceremony of becoming a king, and it is also the last chance for the girl to repent.

"I..., yes, no matter what is waiting for me in the future, I want to see clearly." The girl in Arturia had a bad feeling, but she still insisted on her heart. *

no.6 Be my knight (ask for tickets, ask for flowers)

The moment her hand touched the sword, a blur spread, and the girl seemed to be in another era for an instant. Everything around flowed rapidly, from coronation to war, from rest to betrayal, and the final scene was fixed on the blood-stained sword hill. Only now did Arturia realize that the spear in her hand had pierced the body of a certain knight.

When the fantasy picture returned to reality again, Artoria's face was a little pale.

"Do you want to decide? Just like what this man said, you have the right to give up." At this moment, Merlin, who is a magician, said softly.

"No need, although the ending... But there are many people smiling, that's enough." Artoria was startled at first, and then restored her original expression, with a faint smile on her face.

The king saved the country, but the country failed to save the king. This is the tragedy of a king who dedicated himself to his country. But even so, the girl still seems to be determined to save the country.

"It's such a straightforward answer, it's really scary when you think about it." Lucifer sighed. For some reason, looking at the girl in front of him, he seemed to see himself in his previous life.

The self who burns as the salary king in the world where the flames are dying.

How long can you burn? I remember that someone asked me this question at that time. How did I answer at that time?

"In your eyes, I am not suitable to be a king?"

"If it were you, you would undoubtedly be a noble holy king. But..." Lucifer paused for a moment, then continued with a different tone.

"The king is the gear that runs the country. A certain squinting eyes once said so. Based on the king, the whole country will be turned into a huge and precise machine. However, other than the king, those who support this machine, There are also other small gears. The more precise the machine, the easier it is to break, and once some of the small gears go wrong, the whole machine will be destroyed."

"The king is the cog of the country. If the responsibility of the king is to promote the operation of the country, I am willing to be that cog."

The girl's expression was very determined. But that's why it's endearing.

"It seems that you still understand that before you become a king, you are a human being. Humans cannot completely cool their hearts and turn them into cold and heartless machines. This is the tragedy of human beings, but it is also a blessing."

"If the kingly way I choose is destined to only operate in a mechanical way, I am willing to accept this cold fate."

The knight girl insisted on expressing her choice, but Lucifer uttered the coldest words at this moment.

"Give it up, Leah."

"What!?"

For an instant, Artoria's brain was filled with anger. It is a feeling that comes from being denied. It is more irritating to have the will denied than to be ridiculed. She subconsciously thought that the man in front of her didn't understand anything and was just talking self-righteously there. She stared at him stubbornly, as if she wanted to press him for the reason.

"Just now through the magician's eyes, you have seen your destined future, that future is too sad, it is not the ending you should have." Lucifer calmly explained his reasons.

However, this reason was not accepted. No, it should be said that it was impossible to be accepted from the beginning.

"If I give up, who will take on the responsibility of being the king, who will bear the hope of all the people, and who will save this country that is on the verge of being broken!" Artoria almost shouted at Lucifer. El growled.

A country on the verge of fragmentation, but its hope is pinned on a knight girl. I don't know if it should be ironic or sad.

"I will bear it, I will bear it, and I will regenerate this country." While speaking, Lucifer came to the holy sword. He put his hand on the holy sword, and pulled out the holy sword without hesitation.

At this moment, the astonishment drowned out the anger. The knight girl's brain froze a bit.

"..."

The legendary holy sword that no one can pull out is now in Lucifer's hands.

"Let it go, that burden is too heavy for you, you can't calm the urge to be a king in your heart, you will only be completely cut off from it in the end, and tied to the cross called the Holy King. But even so, you still let this country Continue. In the end, your sacrifice is meaningless. You are only a fuel in the destruction of this country, and burning yourself is only delaying its demise."

The Lothric may be right, spreading fire is a cursed path. If the old era does not end, the new era will not come. This time, it seems to be for the same reason again. But I have a different choice.

"I……"

Lucifer's words broke the girl's last line of defense. Yes, if she saved the country, she might be proud of herself. But instead of saving the country entirely, she lets it perish again in her own hands.

Maybe she is not a qualified king, this kind of thought spread in the girl's heart.

"The name of the sword is steadfast victory. But your heart has been shaken. Do your trembling hands still have the courage to pick up the sword of victory in front of you, Artoria?"

Lucifer held the sword in front of the girl, but the girl seemed to have lost the courage to accept it.

"I... don't know. What the hell is this!"

For the first time in her life, the girl who was taught to live as a king began to waver. Maybe she wouldn't if the future she saw was a completely saved Britain, but no, it was a miserable future. If the man in front of her didn't pull out the holy sword, she could still have a little persistence. but……

"Put down your sword and be mine."*

no.7 What didn't he do to me?

As the night darkened, under the moonlight, the two figures slowly walked back to the Duke's castle. Along the way, Arturia felt a little complicated.

"What if I didn't agree with me at the time?" On the avenue at the end of the castle yesterday, Artoria looked at Lucifer and asked.

In the end, the girl still agreed with Lucifer's decision. She gave up being a king, and instead used the identity of a knight for Lucifer. In exchange, Lucifer will lead this country to peace and prosperity. This is the vow they made to each other.

"The holy sword is the proof of being a king. The sword is already in my hands. If you want to become a king, the only way you can choose is to defeat me. As for the outcome of the battle, it goes without saying, does it?" Lucifer smiled Responded to the girl.

The person who pulls out the holy sword is eligible to be king, but if two chosen ones suddenly appear. The best way is to decide who is more suitable to be king through a duel. Lucifer made the girl give up her idea of ​​becoming a king in a semi-forced way.