The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　and so--

　Lancelot lay quietly on the ground, without any resistance.

　Silver hair and the azure sky kept flashing before his eyes alternately.

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　Fairy Knight: Chapter 12: Father and Daughter

　Fists hit Lancelot's face again and again, and blood kept flowing down his cheeks and fists.

　The wounds from the beating would heal in the next moment with the healing magic, but the pain would linger on Lancelot for a long time.

　Even the girl herself didn't understand why she felt such a surge of anger just by seeing that face.

　Emotions that transcended everything took control of his body, and he kept waving his fists.

　Even if consciousness has been completely exhausted, even if only a blank power remains.

　But even so, I have to face the man named Lancelot in front of me——

　The spiritual base that had been dormant in her body roared, controlling the girl's body and constantly venting her emotions to the man in front of her named Lancelot.

　In that case, I'll lend you my body...

　The girl loosened her control over her body and began to slowly merge with the spiritual base.

　For whom are you wielding the sword?

　Who is the king you swear allegiance to?

　Are you still that noble circle?

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　士？

　Are you still the Knight of the Round Table that King Arthur was proud of after doing such a thing?

　The right fist raised high was clenched tightly, and then it smashed down heavily with the posture of being able to crush everything.

　The shock wave shattered the dust, the strong wind tore through the smoke, and the ground was completely dented by this blow.

　"Is that how it feels, Father?"

　The clear and pleasant sound slowly entered Lancelot's hazy consciousness. His pupils began to shrink subconsciously, and waves of pain began to come from his heart.

　"Will you choose to be loyal to King Arthur, or will you choose to atone for all that you have done in the past?"

　The girl squatted beside Lancelot, smiled gently, then stood up and walked towards the distant mountains on the lightning and flames.

　Only Lancelot was left, his face covered in blood, staring blankly at the sky.

　The seeds of rebellion that had been planted long ago began to sprout quietly deep in my heart.

　"Then and Now..."

　The girl's figure has disappeared in the distance, leaving only the vague voice of life constantly echoing in my mind.

　The knight that King Arthur was most proud of...

　Lancelot's fingers moved slightly, then his fingertips groped up to the hilt of Arondette's sword, and then he gripped it tightly again.

　The magic power in his body was surging, and the dazzling lake light was shining quietly, without the sharp and piercing noises that were emitted in the past when releasing treasures.

　"I--"

　The purple-haired knight on the lake supported himself with his sword and slowly stood up. He clenched his teeth as he looked in the direction where the girl disappeared in the distance.

　"I--"

　King Arthur's choice was beyond the scope of humanity and beyond anything that the Knights of the Round Table could understand.

　Humanity is about to be completely burned out, but mankind still has the seeds of hope. As long as they take the soul chosen by the Saint to the end of the world, they can escape this end.

　This is what the Lion King said, and he believed it.

　But is that really the right path?

　He kept asking himself this.

　Must the souls that are not chosen be judged on the spot?

　Are they wrong?

　They are not wrong.

　People are never individual beings, but individuals in a huge network.

　No one is alone...

　He couldn't do it.

　The past glory and the spirit of chivalry held down his hand as he was about to swing the sword.

　You've already disappointed your son once.

　This time, do you still want to disappoint your daughter who was born into the world because of your sins and who will purge the crimes of the Round Table?

　Because of the love affair between you and Guinevere, the Round Table was destroyed, and the once gentle King Arthur became what he is now.

　Because the romance between you and Guinevere led to the birth of that girl.

　Because of your love affair with Guinevere, you chose to be loyal to the Lion King, trampled on the spirit of chivalry, and lost your respect for life.

　You are the most heinous being of this era...

　In that case——

　Why not change?

　The girl's voice softly entered his ears, like an illusion, but also as if the other person was really speaking in his ear.

　To change as a knight, as a father?

　The blue light of the lake kept jumping, and waves of magic power surged onto the sword of Arondite, staining the sword with an ominous red.

　"I--"

　A flash of scarlet magic tore through the air, and the sound that had been compressed to the extreme was released in one breath at this moment as the owner made up his mind.

　The lake light split the earth, parted the sky, and slammed into the third formation of the Knights of Rectification with determination and will.

　"I am Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake who fights for King Arthur!!!"

　The purple knight roared, holding Arondite tightly with both hands, magic power surged all over his body, and his cloak was lifted high behind him.

　"Swear an oath to my king!"

　At this moment, a loud and firm voice drowned out the noisy friction sounds and resounded throughout the sky.

　"Reach the end, transcend the boundaries! King of the other side, witness this light! This body is dedicated to the King of Knights, and failure is unacceptable!"

　"Sir Lancelot! Are you planning to betray the king?!"

　The Knight of Uprightness had barely finished speaking when he was cut in half by the surging magical power.

　"Didn't I tell you? This body is dedicated to the Knight King, not this Lion King who has gone down the wrong path!"

　From unjust disloyalty to choosing unjust loyalty, to now embarking on righteous disloyalty.

　everything...

　The things I have lost, the mistakes I have made, and the people I have hurt are simply countless.

　However, I still have something to protect now.

　What you have gained, what you firmly believe is right, and what you protect do exist.

　My life is full of

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　Sad, but also a little bit of joy.

　When did it start?

　Wang's smile gradually became less frequent, and everyone who once knew him also embarked on different paths.

　Take off your armor, take off your helmet, throw away your sword, put everything down, take a short break, and then set out on your journey again.

　Only this time...

　"I must firmly believe in my own path! For! Mine!"

　Fighting for my sins...

　Fighting for my...daughter...

　Lancelot, the guerrilla of the Lion King, had long since departed, remaining here as a mere Knight of the Lake, fighting for the past, the present, and the future, a Knight that King Arthur was proud of. That was all.

　The lake light became more and more sparkling, and the magic power had reached saturation.

　"All chains are broken. Aroundight overload!!!"

　The earth was shaking, and the knights of the third group were all reduced to ashes before a single blow, leaving only a devastated ground to tell of what had happened here.

　Lancelot was breathing heavily, and he thrust Arondite into the ground with both hands to support his body. Cold sweat kept dripping down his cheeks.

　"This way... I can at least save some face, right?"

　After resting for a while, Lancelot drew the holy sword in his hand again and straightened his body again.

　"That's right, it really saved a lot of face, father..."

　A gorgeous sea of ​​flowers bloomed at my feet, and the crystal green light penetrated the air and merged into the wounds that had already healed. The remaining pain began to slowly peel away.

　Lancelot turned around in disbelief, and what caught his eyes was a girl with a beautiful smile.

　"Dangdang!"

　The holy sword Arondite in his hand slipped straight from his palm and fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

　"Sorry... Your name is not good for my heart..."

　"is it?"

　The girl tilted her head slightly.

　"Then I'd better not yell like that in the future..."

　“This, is not…”

　Lancelot felt a little conflicted.

　Although the word "father" is a real blow to the heart, but if you stop calling him...it will also be a real blow to the heart.

　Lancelot had reached a fork in the road. It was just that the two forks were tied together in a knot. No matter which way he went, they would only reach the same destination.

　"Let's talk about the title later. Let's go back now."

　Seeing the girl's figure, Lancelot nodded subconsciously and followed the girl's pace.

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　"This time, I betrayed my king again..."

　Lancelot sheathed Arondite and followed the girl closely, with a hint of pain in his eyes.

　The Knights of the Round Table had once again split up.

　The knights who support the Lion King and those who oppose the Lion King have already started fighting.

　Friends, relatives, siblings, companions, familiar figures fell one by one under the swords of their former friends.

　Today's Knights of the Round Table continue to move forward by stepping on the bodies of other Knights of the Round Table and unknown people.

　He swore allegiance to the Lion King, killed his former companions with his own hands, and now, he once again -

　"Do you believe that what you are doing is right?"

　Sieg's voice reached Lancelot's ears and pulled him out of his thoughts.

　"Whether it's right or wrong..."