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

dream world.

["First Knight Menechel", this name that rose up like a meteor swept the entire battlefield in a short period of time]

[‘He is like a natural disaster that executes war. Wherever he passes, no matter how anxious the war situation is, it will end quickly with a devastating speed. Whether it was an ordinary soldier or a prestigious knight, they would be easily cut off by that big sword. ’]

[This kind of reputation has almost reached its peak after several consecutive big battles that were almost impossible to win. Especially, when it was learned that the First Knight was only twenty-five years old, he became a hot new star among the nobles and powerful men of Camelot. Countless noble ladies looked at him with favor, but Menechelle did not. Rejected, his eyes seemed to only stay in one place]

[Not greedy for beauty, not extravagantly seeking wealth, and reassuringly powerful. All these qualities make Menechelle seem to be a model of knights. However, this has also caused some people to feel uneasy.]

[A knight quietly admonished the king: "King, Knight Meneshel does not care about wealth but cherishes reputation. His reputation in the knights has surpassed yours. Be careful to prevent him from having evil intentions." This slander made King Arthur miss him for a long time. The earth became angry, and he ordered that the knight who said these words that alienated the harmony between the king and his subjects be deprived of all honors]

[However, as the war continued and Menechel continued to win, this voice became stronger. Even the court magician spoke up: "King, beware of the knights under your command who are more powerful than the master."]

[Wang was silent, and she asked the teacher to retreat first. That night, she summoned Menechelle, who had just returned to Camelot City]

The screen suddenly turned black at this moment.

Avril suddenly opened her eyes. She looked around and saw Arturia Alter still had her eyes closed.

The dream is not over yet, so——

Avril seemed to have thought of something, and she turned to Minanako, who opened her innocent eyes and blinked.

"What did she see?"

"Summoned Menechel." Menaiko's eyes drifted.

The bad premonition in Avril's heart became stronger. Fortunately, the picture appeared again at this time.

[The next day King Arthur summoned the court magician again. This time she said, he will not betray me. 】

(Afriel: "?"

Why did this woman suddenly change her attitude! What on earth did you do last night! )

["He is your own knight, not the knight of Camelot."]

[The court magician sighed, shook his head and left after leaving these words]

[King Arthur fell into deep thought, and she made up her mind. In the final decisive battle, in the battle against the humble king Vortigern, she would go out with Menechiel]

[The outcome of the war was extremely smooth. Even though King Bei fought hard, it only caused King Arthur some slight injuries. Camelot easily regained the North Land]

[The next day, King Arthur occasionally caught wind and cold, and reluctantly marched to Torun Square. His condition worsened, and it was difficult to return. During this period, he woke up several times, but soon fell into a coma again]

Artoria Alter: "?"

Avril: "!"

Mordred: ^_^
  ……

"you!"

Artoria Alter glared angrily at the face opposite her that was filled with a proud smile.

After all, he is the other person's father, how could someone help an outsider deal with one of his own?

Altria Alter said in a deep voice: "Sir Mordred, do you think this will be useful?"

"Although the dream is just a dream, according to what Caster over there said, it needs to follow the behavioral logic of the body." As she said that, Artoria pointed to her flat chest: "Unfortunately, even if we leave aside Avalon, , just relying on my body, I can't die from a mere cold."

Oh, the son of the red dragon died from the cold. How could anyone have such a dream?

"Yes, it is possible." Minanako lowered her head and said with her eyes closed: "I was injured by King Bei when I was attacking him. Feng Han is just an excuse."

Altria Alter looked at Minanako in disbelief with wide eyes, as if she couldn't believe how such indifferent words came out of her mouth.

But facing the scorching gaze, Minanako turned her head and ignored it.

"King." Avril lowered her voice, with rare sincerity in her tone: "Think about the good things, what if you really die from the cold."

Arturia twitched the corners of her mouth.

That's how you play, right?
  Her eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous arc.

Do you just want to force her to admit defeat?

……

In the dream world.

In a quiet room in Torun Square City, several animal skins wrapped King Arthur, locking in her little body heat. But the sickly blush on her thin face showed her poor physical condition at this time.

Suddenly, she opened her dry lips, her eyelashes trembled, and her heavy eyelids were raised.

She pushed herself up.

"king!"

Her move immediately attracted the attention of others. A nearby attendant hurriedly reached out to help her, but she turned her away with her eyes.

The originally shrewd and sharp golden eyes were covered with a layer of deathly chaos.

She looked around, and the faces of Gawain, Kai, and Lanmarok flew past her eyes, but that face was not visible.

"Menechel...isn't he here yet?"

Her voice was hoarse and weak, but as soon as she spoke, the entire quiet room became silent.

Finally, it was Wang's sworn brother Kai who spoke:

"King, please rest for a while. The palace physician is already on the way."

King Arthur shook his head.

"No need." In one sentence, she determined her life and death. Artoria's eyes darkened: "Where's Menechelle?"

"Lord Menechel is also on the way."

After the war was over, Menechiel was left to clean up the battlefield. She heard the answer and nodded slowly.

Her eyes only closed slightly before her brain became drowsy again.

In my mind, countless pictures are turning rapidly like a picture album.

——"Menechel is a knight that belongs only to you!"

——"King, he is not a knight of Camelot."

——"So, whether as Camelot's court magician or as your teacher, I have to explain to you here. When you are alive, you can still use him, but if one day you are no longer here Woolen cloth?"

Merlin's voice echoed in his ears.

"After my death, Menechel will rebel..."

Her dry lips moved and her voice was low.

"King, what did you say?"

Kai moved closer, but he couldn't hear clearly what Artoria said.

However, his voice could not reach Artoria's ears.

The consciousness of the platinum-haired king fell into boundless darkness. The voice belonging to Merlin in his ears became farther and farther away, but the picture in front of him gradually became clearer.

That is, a bright white moon hanging high in the night.

The moonlight revealed a soft white light, and there was not a single star in the dark night. Only the faint moonlight dispelled some of the haze.

Two figures stood in the courtyard, looking at the moonlight in the distance.

"Someone impeached you to me."

"How to say?"

"They said you have a disloyal heart. But I know you don't."

The black-haired man in front of him seemed to be relieved, and he continued to look at Artoria with burning eyes.

But Artoria turned her head:

"By the way, Menechelle, do you know the rumors about me?"

Man, Menechelle looked away with a guilty conscience: "Of course."

The girl in front of her is the reincarnation of some kind, the chosen king, born with divinity.

"Yes. I am the king of Britain. I want to save this country, and at the same time, I want to leave a name for the ages."

"Sometimes I wonder, am I really the Chosen King? Could it be Teacher Merlin who is coaxing me?"

"But looking at the looks people look at me, they are pleading looks. So I can't not be, so I have to be."

She went to see Menechelle, but the sand blown by the wind prevented her from seeing him clearly.

"I'm not allowed to have the same love emotions as ordinary people."

Not daring to look at Menechelle's face, Arturia knew that this was because of her own mortal heart.

"My whole life can only be promised to my country. Therefore, you don't have to invest your emotions in me. I am destined to be unable to respond to you. Those noble ladies are excellent."

"But King, you look miserable." Menechelle stood over.

Arturia felt the approaching temperature and her body trembled.

She couldn't back down. If an ordinary person had a crush, they would only be tipsy at most. But if she had an affair, she would be sorry for Britain.

"I'm not going to change my mind."

Menechelle said.

She wanted to show off the power of a king and scold Menechelle. But the man shrewdly stopped.

"But I can't change your mind."

"If we are destined in the next life, can you promise me a hundred years?"

He said in a joking tone.

That year, the moon was still shining, and her blond hair lined the king's robe.

She was in a daze, unable to speak out until Menechelle left.

On this day, the sun was setting.

Light fell in front of her eyes.

She heard Kai whisper.

There were suppressed sobs all around.

Artoria woke up again. The corners of her lips raised and her lips moved.

"King, please tell me."

Kai lowered his head and fought back tears.

"When he comes, you tell him..."

——If there really is an afterlife.

"Okay."

　The latter part of The Death of King Arthur is actually a scrap from the first volume, but due to various reasons it was not adopted and Menechelle died first.

　　Thanks to Futu Xuan for the reward to Artoria
  　　(End of this chapter)