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

In the dream world, time is still passing.

[When the secret order came that King Arthur was seriously ill in Torun Square City, Menechiel was organizing his knights to clean up the remaining army of the humble king]

When he saw the messenger, Menechiel immediately realized that something had changed. At that time, Menechiel, who was about to personally go into battle to supervise the battle, entered the meeting room without even having time to take off his armor. He retreated, leaving only Ah Friel.

But no matter how mentally prepared Menechiel was, when he heard the messenger speak in a tearful voice and take out the documents, Menechiel's eyes still trembled, and he felt as if someone had hit him hard on the back of his head. , there was a feeling of dizziness, and his voice became trembling due to surprise: "But - hearsay..."

The messenger was so anxious that he couldn't even take a breath. He hurriedly shook his head, saying that this was a secret order issued by Kai himself, and urged Menethil to return immediately. Menechiel grabbed the messenger's shoulders and stared at the messenger's eyes, as if trying to detect a hint of dodge in those eyes.

"Brother, please calm down." Avril grabbed Menechelle's forearm, and although her strength was not strong, she easily pulled off Menechelle's hand. She showed an apologetic smile to the envoy, and called the chamberlain to lead the envoy to rest.

The girl looked at her brother. Her voice was as calm as ever, which calmed Menechelle a little: "Brother, what do you think we should do next?"

"Me? I want to go back."

Menechelle's answer was not what Avril expected, and the girl sighed slightly: "Then what about the war on the northern front?"

Avril's words brought Menechelle back to his senses. He was silent for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and said, "I plan to... leave it to you. Just guard the fortress and don't attack rashly. Wait until I come back." "

"Then, brother, do you think you can come back?" Avril asked. The girl's words made Menechelle momentarily distracted.

"What do you mean?"

Menechelle suddenly stopped.

"Brother, your current reputation, especially among the knights, is not weaker than that of the king. Now, King Arthur is seriously ill and may not survive this year. After King Arthur's death, the successor to the throne has no reputation, and you ——The recognized first knight in Britain. His master is weak but his ministers are strong. The king's power is shaken. Who will be the king at that time?" Avril took a step forward. She tried her best to lower her voice, but her voice was still passionate, but She no longer cared.

Because the knights stationed outside and the surrounding attendants are April's "own people".

"I know that my brother has no intention of rebellion, but what will others think? King Arthur calls you back, my brother, to take care of you at this time? In my opinion, it is to take you, my brother, to die with you. Only you Only after your death can a new king take power. Only if you die can King Arthur feel at ease."

"You will say that King Arthur will not. But at this point, it is no longer your brother and the king who can decide the direction of things. And even if King Arthur doesn't kill you, the new king wants to kill you.

Having said this, Avril raised her head and looked at Menechelle. It was at this time that Menechelle could clearly see the flame of ambition beating in her sister's eyes.

"So, brother, what you have to do now is to send a group of troops to pretend to be King Bei's remnants, pretending to be in danger, and then stay in the north. As for the envoy - he was already fooled by King Bei's men before he came. Intercept and kill. And King Bei’s remnants don’t need to rush to eliminate them——”

Menechelle suddenly held down Avril's head, interrupting Avril's words.

Menechelle's face was uncertain, but she was reluctant to use force on her hands.

"Do you respect yourself when raising bandits?"

Finally, Menechelle's tone became more relaxed, and he rubbed Avril's head: "Afriel, if you can think so much, you have grown up."

Menechelle touched Avril's cheek with her other hand, speaking softly. Avril lowered her head, enjoying the touch.

"So, did you take action on the envoy's side?"

"No, I know, brother, you hate it when others make decisions for you."

"That's it."

Avril closed her eyes comfortably. Her brother's behavior at this time let her know that her persuasion plan had failed.

Sure enough the next moment.

"Afriel, although you think about me, if I have this ambition and become a humble king, I will be sorry for the king's love for me, and even I will be sorry for myself."

Avril's consciousness suddenly darkened. Menechelle held the side of his neck, and he gently held the unconscious Avril in his arms.

……

Outside the dream, as consciousness fell away, Avril opened her eyes, and her eyes became depressed at first.

"You have better choices"

The voice went straight to my mind. Avril looked towards the owner of the voice, Minanako, who was sitting at the far side. The silver-haired half-elf blinked at her.

indeed.

In the dream created by Minenako, the friendship between her brother and Artoria is not as deep as it is in reality. If Avril's attitude is tougher, she might even hold a sword against her own on the neck.

He threatened his elder brother that if he dared to leave, he would immediately draw his sword and kill himself. In that case, my brother might be forced to stay because of his temperament.

but.

Avril shook her head slightly towards Minanako.

Even someone as despicable as Avril has a bottom line that she will never touch. If she really did that, my brother would definitely feel sad.

She didn't want to make her brother feel uncomfortable.

And her purpose has been achieved.

Avril did not enter the dreamland again, and her performance had come to an end.

Now she focused her attention on Arturia, who still had her eyes closed tightly.

How could Avril not know that illusory victory was meaningless, so the stakes she just stated were for Artoria.

——What would you choose?

Avril's eyes were deep, staring at Artoria's side face without blinking.

She wanted to see if King Arthur was qualified to let her hand over her brother to him.

……

It has started to rain in the dream world.

Two figures on horseback shuttled through the rain.

Menechiel dismounted and came to the quiet room alone without any weapons.

Outside the quiet room, many knights stood silently, letting the rain slide across their faces.

"Mr. Menechel."

Someone stood up and it was Kai. The poisonous knight had a stern face at this time, and he opened the door behind him: "The prince is already inside, but the king is already..."

He didn't finish speaking but he had already expressed his meaning.

"Please come in, the king wanted to see you before he died."

Menechelle's body trembled, and he quickened his steps until the moment he passed by the knights.

One of the knights suddenly moved.

But Kai suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand.

The door creaked, and Menechelle walked in.

Kai turned to the knight who drew his sword:

"What do you want to do!"

His voice had a strong questioning tone: "Do you want to disobey the king's will?"

"But obviously Kaiqing, you..."

"No but--or do you think you have a higher view of people than the king?"

Kai pushed his hand and forcefully returned the sword to its scabbard.

Although he didn't understand why Menechiel, an outsider, was given the responsibility of entrusting the orphan, he would not question it.

He said: "Before the new king is crowned, all arrangements for Camelot, big and small, are left to Lord Menechiel."

　I may have to do a review recently, and the update may become every three days (I can resume daily updates when I get home)

　　I have to review. I’m so busy, so busy, so busy.

　　(End of this chapter)