The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

Blood spurted out instantly, staining those around him red.

Artoria suddenly looked up.

She saw that the other person was pointing a bow and arrow at her, seemingly mocking her.

"Hahaha! I'm standing right in front of you, what? You want to kill me?"

The obese nobleman laughed wildly, brandishing his sword repeatedly.

Each sword strike can take a life.

The noble coalition behind him laughed maniacally, their eyes filled with bloodthirsty cruelty and pleasure.

Artoria was filled with hatred at the sight of her opponent, and she gripped her holy sword tightly, ready to charge forward and duel him.

"You can't!!" Lancelot grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

Artoria turned to look at him, unable to believe her ears.

"What did you say?!" she asked in a trembling voice.

"No matter what difficulties we encounter, don't act rashly. You are our pillar of strength! If you risk your life alone, then our sacrifice will be meaningless." He stared at her intently and said.

Hearing the other person's firm words, Artoria felt as if her heart had been struck.

She nodded, and the confusion in her eyes vanished.

"Yes! I won't give up easily!" she said, wiping away tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Great! I believe in you. Let's work together and show them that we're not so easy to deal with!" He stretched out his arms and hugged the other person tightly.

They are partners to each other, and also a team to fight against external pressures.

"Kill! Kill!"

Just then, the enemy knight launched another attack.

"Protect King Arthur!"

"Protect His Majesty!"

"Everyone, stay together and don't scatter!"

...

In no time, a large crowd gathered around Artoria.

They drew their swords and fought desperately with the knights.

But the enemy cavalry was far too numerous, and they were all mounted on horseback, and they were very fast.

Despite their desperate resistance, many still lost their lives or were seriously injured.

"We absolutely cannot die here!"

"Kill them!"

...

The guards around Artoria shouted loudly.

"run!"

"Run!"

...

Artoria listened to the shouts around her, feeling a deep sense of desolation.

She turned to look at him and found that he was smiling at her, a smile that was comforting.

He seemed to be encouraging himself not to be afraid.

"Kill!!" She gripped the hilt of her sword tightly and fought fiercely against the enemy.

The battle lasted for half a day.

When they finally broke through the encirclement, Artoria's hands were covered in blood, and she was completely exhausted.

But they continued to fight bravely until they had completely wiped out the enemy.

The battle continues.

However, even with the knights' unprecedented fighting spirit, they were still outnumbered by a factor of ten.

All they could do was put up a stubborn resistance.

Unfortunately, as the sun set...

The only reward the valiant knights received.

It was the ever-growing pile of their comrades' corpses...

Blood flowed together with the corpses, forming a river.

Countless corpses, countless severed limbs, countless broken weapons.

This is a battlefield devoid of hope.

People gather here and fight each other for all sorts of reasons.

However, many people died just like that, but that didn't change the outcome of the defeat.

"Cough! Cough!"

On the battlefield, a blonde girl knelt on one knee, sword in hand.

As a queen, she shouldn't be showing such signs of fatigue.

But the brutal war left her almost completely exhausted.

Even with knights vying to protect him.

Artoria still had many wounds on her body.

Sword wounds, club wounds, arrow wounds.

Numerous wounds nearly killed her completely.

However, her sense of responsibility and her longing for the fallen soldiers compelled her to unleash an astonishing will.

This is probably why she never lost consciousness despite being riddled with wounds.

Inside the palace, far from the battlefield.

A white-haired girl who looks remarkably like her.

He was resting his chin on his hand, watching the horrific battlefield with utter boredom.

"What a foolish and ugly sight."

"To think that I would fall into this predicament for the sake of these mortals."

"Learn from this experience. Who knows what kind of treatment you'll receive after you're captured? Heh..."

Queen Morgan's attitude toward this war, which she herself had orchestrated, was quite casual.

Although this war may result in the deaths of thousands or even tens of thousands of people.

But she won't feel anything.

Ultimately, humans are destined to die from the moment they are born.

So many people because of a phantom dream.

He died on the battlefield.

Perhaps it's a romantic thing for them?

hehe...

Speaking of which...

Morgan had no interest in humans, but he had an extraordinary interest in non-human things.

Therefore, compared to these ordinary mortals.

She is particularly interested in Artoria, Lancelot, and most recently Kiana.

"The battle situation has become so unfavorable, aren't you going to make a move? Hmm?"

As Morgan struggled to find Kiana on the battlefield, she discovered an unusual individual through the magic that was monitoring the area.

He had a thick head of short white hair.

His neat clothes made him look very special, like a fairy.

The staff with the rope attached added a touch of wisdom to his appearance.

"You actually showed up here?"

Looking at this white-haired man.

Queen Morgan's eyes, which had been fixed on the subject with interest, opened slightly, a rare occurrence.

Although she had no interest in these mortals.

But as soon as this man appears, everything will become interesting.

"Merlin, let me see how you, the self-proclaimed Magician of Flowers, will help her..."

...

In a secluded, empty corner of the battlefield, Kiana quietly gazed at the white-haired man before her.

"Merlin, why did you suddenly summon me here from the battlefield?"

Merlin, with his back to Kiana, surveyed the blood-soaked battlefield.

He held the staff without moving an inch, and his expression remained remarkably calm.

It seemed as if he had witnessed this horrific scene before.

"Hehe, just to prevent her from being hurt by you."

Merlin turned around and smiled, "You really took good care of her while I was away."

"I wouldn't call it taking care of her, but the time I spent with her made me very comfortable, whether it's her in the future or her now."