Collapse, surrender to me!

"Actually... I wanted you to punish me personally. King... I really hoped that you would blame me for your anger..."

Lancelot, the traitorous knight who was called the culprit of the Round Table's flaw, spoke sadly to the only friend who never blamed him until the end.

"If I can be punished by you...if you can ask me for compensation...then I will definitely believe in atonement...I will definitely believe that one day I will find a way to forgive myself. ...The princess should be the same."

This is the regret of a certain man and a certain woman.

They had the same ideals as the king, but were too weak to carry them out.

These two were never redeemed until their death.

I feel deeply guilty for betraying the most important person.

With a deep sigh, Lancelot relaxed his body and fell completely into the arms of the Knight King.

Saber couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.

"Even though it was in this form, I still borrowed your chest in the end..."

As if dreaming in a nap, the Knight of the Lake murmured and sighed calmly.

"To die in the king's arms, in front of the king's eyes...haha, I am just like...a loyal knight..."

"It's not just like, it's exactly like."

Saber answered anxiously.

Before he disappeared, she had something to tell him. She hoped he would understand.

"You are a loyal knight. No one knows better than me how sincere you are in your devotion to the country and the king. So don't blame yourself anymore. Even if it is a mistake that should not be made. Your character cannot be overturned by such a mistake."

"I don't want to humiliate you, and I don't want to lose you. It is precisely because I have this wish that I can sincerely deny the so-called crime you committed."

"Lancelot, actually you...are not a sinner."

The knight closed his eyes as if he was fast asleep, but Saber still didn’t know what to say.

Even if someone denies his guilt, the one who is most troubled by this sin is not anyone else but himself.

Why didn't I notice his lonely thoughts at that time?

Why couldn't the noble soul of this knight be freed from his almost insane self-blame?

"..."

Lancelot said nothing.

The king never thought he was guilty.

Nor will he be punished.

But at least now she died in the king's arms, which can be considered as the fulfillment of her wish.

Lancelot closed his eyes.

Waiting for myself to slowly dissipate.

However, ten minutes later.

Lancelot couldn't hold back anymore when he saw the Knight King confronting him.

The magic power of the Master Grayshu is too outrageous. Perhaps it should not be called magic power, but a purer and more advanced power.

His dying body was talking to the Knight King.

It has almost recovered and is even stronger than before.

A dying knight falling and dying in the king's arms and a living knight clinging to the king's chest are two different concepts.

The atmosphere is clearly here.

He had clearly left his last words, intending to die by the king's sword.

As a result, after a short while, his aura became even stronger than before.

No matter what he did, he couldn't continue to snuggle in King Arthur's arms and pretend to be dead.

"Sir Lancelot, no matter what... I have never blamed you."

King Arthur's face suddenly turned red when he thought of how he had just behaved.

Feeling a bit socially dead.

You show your true feelings to a dying person, but the next second he is resurrected with full health. This is a case of emotional deception.

But it was good this way, at least she had said everything she wanted to say to Lancelot.

"Then, keep fighting."

"..."

Lancelot actually didn't want to fight anymore.

Supplied by Grayshu's magic power.

His basic attributes have been improved by several levels overall. Without the use of curry sticks, Wang cannot beat him at all.

But after using it, he can recover to full health.

If we keep fighting like this...

The king will die by his sword!

Saber certainly understood this, but not only did she not mind, she actually felt relieved.

She wiped away the tears that Lancelot had just shed and showed an innocent smile.

After all, she felt very sorry for her old friend Lancelot.

If I die by Lancelot's sword, it would be a kind of atonement.

Lancelot guessed what King Arthur was thinking.

Everyone else is numb.

Why is this happening? He obviously wants to atone for his sins and die under the king's sword.

Why are you tossing and turning?

Instead, the king came to atone for his sins and died by his sword.

And it’s about to happen.

Lancelot's CPU is about to burn out.

The king's offensive became more and more fierce.

Lancelot, however, found it increasingly easier to cope with the situation.

Although he couldn't hold it together inside, his chivalry wouldn't allow him to show off his superb martial arts skills like a clown.

This is also disrespectful to the king.

So he went all out.

But the awkwardness in my heart cannot be resolved no matter what.

Lancelot remembered that Grayshu had played the role of Silver Branch as if he had been possessed by a spirit.

The other party's beliefs and chivalry are so pure.

But even so, if Yinzhi were to fight with the pure and beautiful Star God, even if Yinzhi obtained the power of the Star God level, he would still be numb.

For Yinzhi, pure beauty is the knight's monarch and faith.

And in Lancelot's case, the same is true of King Arthur.

So now he is suppressing King Arthur while doubting his life.

It would be better for Kariya to be his master. If it were Kariya, he would have died in King Arthur's arms long ago.

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There was a long cut on the king's arm.

There was no pain of injury on King Arthur's face, but instead a sense of relief and satisfaction.

Lancelot is different.

He felt his sword become darker.

Previously, the sword only consumed the blood of its fellow friends of the Round Table, but now it has cut King Arthur as well.

Going further and further on the road of the magic sword.

Fighting again and again.

King Arthur finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Very normal.

With Lancelot's current magic power, he can still survive even if he is trapped inside by the King's Army.

He felt that he could fight against 10,000 heroes alone and outlast the opponent.

When Lancelot pierced Saber's chest with a sword, he felt a sense of unreality.

stunned.

At this moment, Saber fell into his arms.

The body in his arms was very light, the Servant's gradually disappearing body was almost weightless.

"king……"

Lancelot's brain was a mess.

But I still said it instinctively.

"You are right. We never blame you."

Familiar words.

Lancelot also reacted and realized that Wang seemed to have said the same thing to him just now.

Yes.

In fact, no one blamed each other.

The only one who can't let go and keeps struggling is yourself.

Both the king and the knight realized this.

When we looked at each other, it seemed as if we had returned to the old times.

"In that case."

Lancelot smiled and reached out to hold the king's sword hand.

He placed the tip of the sword against his chest.

"Then only the king can atone for his sins. Isn't that very... unfair... Please let me be free too. I'm tired too."

"Sir Lancelot."

Saber was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Doesn’t the king understand human nature?

She understands.

With the last of her strength, she drove the sword into Lancelot's heart.

What she killed was not Lancelot, but the heart that longed to be judged by the king.

"My dear friend, your sins have been judged by me. May your soul always be noble and shining..."

King Arthur in Lancelot's arms slowly dissipated.

As for himself, after lying on the ground, he only did one thing.

Contacted Grayshu at the speed of light.

Left with one final request.

"Stop feeding me!"