Lying on the bed in the personal room, Zhao Huang fell into a light sleep.

In the corner of the room, the Saber, who was supposed to be Spirit Physique, suddenly turned into an entity, sitting in the corner, slightly tilting his head, looking like he was asleep. The girl covered by the jet-black armor really faded away all her brutality and coldness, leaving only a touch of softness.

The interior, which is surrounded by walls on all sides, should normally lose its brilliance after a power failure.

At this moment, only the pattern of the Great Saint Cup, which is engraved with the contract to contact the two followers, is faintly shining with light on Zhao Huang’s body.

As the master and the slave, because of the contract, they fell into a dream.

They are followers of each other, and the source of magic is the same thing. From this point of view, they can be said to have reached the highest point in commonality. At the same time, their distance is also the closest.

Originally, Saber should have been given a separate room, but Young Lady, the King of Knight, rejected Caleb on the grounds that “we cannot be too far away from the lord for the time being, and we need a firm connection with the Holy Grail”. The distribution of the bottom.

Therefore, this situation will only appear at this moment.

The master and slave both saw each other’s past at the same time. In other words, through the contract over the same frequency, the memories of the two moved towards the other side flowed out.

――Altolia.

The girl who had just passed the adult ceremony was called that day by people in China.

That was an era of war. In her hometown, an island nation was divided because it lost its guardianship. Under the enemy’s invasion, it turned into small kingdoms. Day after day, battles called suicides were repeated.

At this moment, through the magic called conception, the woman who was pregnant with the concept of the red dragon guarding Britain gave birth to this child as the king’s heir.

And this heir is the orthodox successor of the divided island nation.

However, this supposedly excellent heir did not meet the king’s expectations. Because she is a girl. In that era, the position of the king was exclusive to men. No matter how capable it is, just being a woman can almost foresee an unconvincing future.

So the girl was fostered by a retainer and grew up as the son of Knight.

The king was disappointed and lamented, but the court magician was very satisfied. Because he has seen the future of this girl, and made a prediction about it.

She is the king of unique and unmatched. There is absolutely no doubt about this. He who made such a prediction would quietly guide the girl after her daily exercise.

For example, teach a girl the sword technique.

For example, teaching girls to be king.

That’s how it is said, in fact, the court magician himself does not understand the theory of being king. He just picked out some good things to tell the girl that’s all what he saw.

And the young girl only grew up in the direction of the king by relying on her own perception.

――If there is only one king who can bear everything to save this step by step country that is going to death, then there is no need to say more, I swear to swing a sword for this.

To the girl who said so to the magician, she could not see the sigh under the magician’s eyes. The future of the girl that the great magician saw was by no means as beautiful as the girl herself expected.

Soon, the day of prophecy has arrived.

In order to choose his own successor, the king summoned the lord and Knight in the country.

The alternative method is not to select the strongest person through a duel as the Knights thought.

It’s just the best fight, it’s not qualified to be king.

The old king who thought so, asked the magician to ask for a sacred sword to choose the king. This sword, right at the place where the Knights assembled, was inserted into a large rock.

The golden inscription is engraved on the sword-the one who draws the sword from the stone shall be the King of Britain.

The ending of this story is obviously needless to say.

Naturally it was the girl who drew this sword.

Becoming a king means that you must kill the most people for the sake of Protector people.

This incident once made the young girl tremble all night until dawn.

But it wasn’t until she saw the sword that she suddenly realized that she had already realized something in her heart.

The body is no longer trembling, and the consciousness has never been clearer.

At the moment when the King Sword was pulled out, she was no longer a human as the magician said.

――Vaguely, Zhao Huang saw a white silhouette. In the center of the sea of ​​flowers that can’t be seen from a distance, the white silhouette above the high tower leans on a railing.

It’s like seeing Zhao Huang. He smiled lightly, like a cowboy, and like an actor who tried his best to act like a big brother next door.

“Yes, I warned her at that time. The king has nothing to do with gender. As long as the function of the king is enough, apart from this, no one will care or care about it. Look.”

“So, this is why you let her pull out the sword?”

“Aiya, what can I do? This is her The fate of Britain is also the fate of Britain. If she rejected such a future and rejected the sacred sword at that time, the story would definitely not move towards a happy ending. Don’t look at me like this, in fact, are hoping for a happy story? After all, only this kind of story can make me comfortable.”

“…You are such a nasty guy.”

“Thanks for the praise. Then let the story go. Let’s go to the end.”

The era of the legendary king called by later generations has begun since then.


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