The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 282 Vol. Shine!Cowherd round table by the beach ([-])
Artoria Alter frowned. Compared with the previous few innocuous dreams, her face after this shared dream was quite gloomy.She pursed her lips unconsciously, and looked up at Minechel, who had been silent since waking up from the dream. He supported his head with one hand, and took small sips of the wine in his glass.

Not pleasant, very unpleasant.

Artoria pursed her lips, why did she need to pay for the actions of her subordinates and Morgan's petty actions.Arturia could see very clearly that every forbearance of Menechel consumed her friendship with her - obviously she didn't do anything!

Going on like this, until Menechel could no longer suppress the haze in her heart, Artoria recalled Menechel's last letter sent on her face by Mordred on the hill of Camlan .

She didn't want her relationship with Minechel to be that of Arthur and Minenako.

Artoria Alter put down the cup, the cup holder collided with the square table and made a low sound, focusing everyone's attention on her.Artoria Alter looked at Minenako sincerely: "Let me do it next."

"Hey?" Minenako responded to Artoria with an exaggerated surprised expression: "Isn't it enough to leave the wine table game to the cowherd? Miss King Arthur, you are so active, you are not really thinking about something bad. ..."

"No." Artoria Alter frowned displeased, she had already conceived a suitable scene when she was interrupted, her tone was a little colder, she urged: "Hurry up."

Minenako stared deeply at Artoria, and she turned her head to look at Afriel, but Afriel just lowered her head, as if she was still immersed in the dream just now.

Minako retracted her gaze, she closed her eyes and the white smoke diffused, covering everyone's sight within a few breaths.

Arturia Alter closed her eyes, only to feel her consciousness being stripped away a little bit, as if she had come to a chaotic sea of ​​pure white.

——Mordred's dream gave her inspiration. Since her and his memories were drowned in the tide of misery during her lifetime, beautiful memories are created after death.

And just as her consciousness was about to leave her body, Artoria heard Minako's words while she was half asleep.

"Really don't think about some messy things. Although my dream can make you feel the same way - but you should think about it clearly. There are not only you and him here, but all your acquaintances sitting here."

"I said no."

Artoria Alter opened her eyes angrily, but she was stunned as soon as she opened her eyes. She was looking at the whole world from the perspective of overlooking the whole situation. She is not unfamiliar with this perspective. This is the perspective she takes when sharing dreams.

But isn't this her dream?Why did she become a spectator again!
……

Not good, pretty bad.

Cold sweat almost dripped from his forehead.

Arthur put on a straight face and tried to make himself more like an ordinary little character in a dream, but such a trick could not deceive the person he most wanted to deceive.

Of all the people present, the only one who could recall the special role of [Male King Arthur] was Minako, and he was unavoidable.

——In this way, wouldn't the fact that he had been pretending to be unconscious all this time be completely exposed to the public?

According to what he saw in other people's dreams before, the content reflected in his dream must be a certain regretful memory he left during his lifetime.

’ Doesn’t it mean that there might be another Minako in my dream? '

Thinking of this, the cold sweat couldn't be restrained.

'Calm down, the more you get to the crisis, the more calm you will be! '

Repeatedly reminding himself in his heart, Arthur took a few deep breaths in a row, his heart beating uncontrollably, the danger he encountered at this moment was not inferior to being backstabbed by Nizi in Kamran back then.

Yes, although the timeline cannot be changed, he can control the location - he can leave the castle and go outside to avoid the limelight.

Making up his mind, Arthur opened the door, but as soon as he opened it, a warm body slipped into his arms.

"Hey, you found it."

Arthur's body was obviously stiff, and his head looked down a little bit, and happened to meet a pair of shining ruby-like pupils.

"Arthur, you're back."

The familiar voice carried a strange but familiar coquettish tone. How long had it been since he had seen Minako speaking to him in this posture?

The memory is too long, and Arthur himself has forgotten that there were such years between him and her in the distant past.Knowing that the girl in front of him was just a memory projection in a dream, Arthur still felt in a trance.

But this insignificant recollection was quickly suppressed by the uneasiness in his heart... Since this is Minenako's treasure, there is no guarantee that his dreams will not be tampered with, so it is better to be cautious.

He looked at the girl in front of him in amazement, but the girl was puzzled by his gaze, and she asked, "What's wrong? Do you need to use my power again?"

Through the flawless pupils that were purely filled with warmth, Arthur saw his own reflection in the pupils of the other party, which was the perfect king, King Arthur.

But Arthur himself knew that he was not perfect.

His indecision not only hurt himself, but also ruined his ideal and pushed the girl in front of him to another extreme.

He felt ashamed, ashamed of his momentary hesitation.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and touched Minenako's cheek, rubbing his fingers tenderly over her eyelids.

"Are you all right?"

"What's all right?" Minenako looked very confused, she tilted her head, but enjoyed Arthur's touch very much.

"I heard that the power of the goblin will lose human vision. At that time, you can only see the world that the goblin can see."

That is, the world of only emotions.

In Chaldea, when he learned of this, he thought about what she saw in him in the last moments of Minaiko's life, in that dark time of being with emotions all day long. What kind of mood?Is it guilt?Or fear?
"That's okay, as long as I have you." Minako raised her face proudly: "Anyway, the emotions from Arthur are as warm as the sun, right?"

Arthur didn't answer.

Minenako didn't blink her eyes, she opened them and asked again: "Are you right?"

"I'm sorry." Arthur lowered his head, he took a few steps back and sat down on the edge of the bed: "Really, I'm sorry."

He knew that when Minako needed him the most, he was the only one who would not have such emotions.

He lowered his head, repeating the words of apology over and over again.

"Don't be sorry, anyway, you will still be sorry next time."

The unexpected words made Arthur's words of apology stagnate.

Minenako's face was gloomy, she pursed her lips and her eyes were uncertain: "Why did you appear in my dream?"

"Huh?" Arthur's pupils trembled.

Could it be that he is not actually the owner of the dream—but a spectator occupying a special seat?

　I don't feel alive, this episode can end
　　
　
(End of this chapter)