Conquer District 11

This is where dreams end.

Learn about Artoria's final move.

Her final battle - the war that divided the country in two - ended in the king's victory.

There were hardly any living people on the battlefield.

The battle was over, and under the bloody sunset, the knight moved with shortness of breath.

The knight held the reins in his hands, and hung desperately on his wounded horse.All that survived were the knight and the white horse—and the horse, the king.

"My king...King Arthur!"

Even if he was seriously injured, the knight still insisted on galloping on the battlefield.The king whom the knights adore has been firmly grasped by the god of death.

Only one person wiped out all the enemy troops, but he was also mortally wounded as a result.That wound was incurable in the knight's eyes.This also means that the king served by the knights is about to die.

But even so, the Cavaliers still did not give up.

"My king! Please be sober, as long as you get to that place..."

The knight screamed desperately, their king is immortal, as long as they keep calling, the king will definitely open his eyes.

As long as the king still has the holy sword in his hand, the king will not die.

"Hoo...hoo..."

Short of breath, crossing the hills piled up with corpses, the knight's goal is not to be colored by death, but still maintain the verdant forest.

A knight knows that his king is immortal.Therefore, he believed that as long as he crossed this resented battlefield and reached the place of Qingling, his king would definitely be able to stand up again.

Or, that's the only way to believe it.

The last knight was different from other sanctimonious knights, he believed in his king.

Isolated in the castle, alienated by the knights, and feared by the common people... He is proud of the young king who never reveals his personal affairs and works silently for his country.

It doesn't hurt with Lancelot, what he defends is not for this country, but for this king.So he offered up his sword and became the king's arm, and as a young man he became the king's guard.

A king who cannot see his true face, a king who has no personal affair, is fair and selfless.Or, as long as he becomes his bodyguard, he will be able to understand the real side of the king.

The knight just wants to see the true side of his king.

Not what I saw in the castle or the battlefield, but I want to see the real smile of a human being.

No matter how perfect the king is, he can't pretend to be himself anytime and anywhere - the knight thinks so, but the fact is once again the opposite.

Became a close guard, protecting the king at all times.He is closer to the king than other knights, and has been watching the king's daily actions.

His eyes never left the king...but even so, the knight never saw his king's smile.

"Huh...huh..." I can't remember when I started to get angry.He is clearly the king who has accomplished such a great deed, the king who should be in glory, but no one has ever seen his gentle expression.

I haven't seen Wang's expression yet... I haven't achieved it yet.

Wang is still alone.

Therefore, the king cannot die, nor can he die.

If it ends here, wouldn't the great king have no reward?

"My king... Please rest here for a while, and call the soldiers immediately."

Entering the forest, the knight put the king under the big tree, and now there is no delay.

To get to the nearest barracks of our army, if you use the army's horses and run non-stop, it only takes half a day.However, whether Wang can persist until tomorrow, such a thing can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

"Please be patient until that time, and the soldiers will definitely be brought." Even at this time, he still did not forget to salute the unconscious king.

"Bedivere..." However, when the knight was about to mount sideways.

The king, who should have been unconscious, called out the knight's name.

"My lord! Are you better?"

"Well... I just had a strange dream..."

Hazy, tired voice.

Even though he was weak, the voice still made the knight feel unusually warm.

"A dream?" the knight asked.The king's consciousness is not yet complete. If he doesn't ask questions like this, the king's consciousness will fall into darkness again, right?

"Hmm... It's really a precious experience..."

"Really? Then please have a good rest first. In the meantime, I will bring the soldiers."

However, Wang sighed.

"My king... did I say something rude?"

"No, just curious...dreams are not something you can see when you wake up...If it's not the same dream, can you also see the same dream after closing your eyes?"

The odd one this time is the knight.

"Yes... If the yearning is very strong, you will see the same dream. I have encountered such a thing..."

This kind of statement is of course false... Dreams are not something that people can control by their will.Even so, the knight still lied.

This is the first time, and also the last time, that he apologized for cheating the king.

"Really? You are really knowledgeable..." Wang said movedly, then lowered his head, not looking at the knight, "Bedivere, take my sword..."

With a voice that was about to disappear, he spoke the last order.

"Listen well, cross this forest, pass through that hill full of corpses, and then there is a very vast lake. Then, throw my sword into the lake."

"But... the king..." The way of chivalry means something.

The sword of the lake.

If there is no sword that has protected the king until now and proved the king, it means that the king has completely disappeared.

"Go... Finish my last order, after you come back, I want to hear what you dreamed..." Wang's order did not change.

The knight hesitated to pick up the holy sword, but finally walked out of the forest, crossed the hills, and came to the lake.

Throw the sword into the lake, and the king will no longer be a king.

Those who could not do so did not throw their swords into the lake, but returned to the king's side.

But the king's order did not change.

again and again……

The knight threw his sword into the lake for the third time until he understood that the king's intention would never change.

The holy sword returned to the lake.

The white wrist protruding from the lake took the holy sword, and the holy sword disappeared from the world after hovering in the air three times.

Then, the knight accepted the end of the king, and the responsibility that the king has carried until now is completely over.

"The sword has been returned to the lake, and the fairy in the lake took over the holy sword."

Because of the knight's words, the king weakly opened his eyes.

"Really? That's great... Then you puffed up your chest, you, obeyed the king's order."