"How about we go back?"

"......Eh?"

Hearing those words, Arturia turned around in surprise.

But in this regard, Merlin just stood aside silently, without saying a word, as if he had expected this.

"What's wrong? Guinevere?"

Arturia jogged back and asked:

"Why do you want to go back?"

"Because... there is no reason."

Suppressing the emotions that were about to overflow in his heart, Guinevere's voice trembled slightly:

"Why should we save those goblins? It's obvious that they have always treated Artoria badly, right? It's clear that neither the goblins nor this country has left any good memories for Artoria, right? "

"If that's the case, why do we keep going?"

However, in response to Guinevere's question, Arturia said in a very matter-of-fact tone:

"What are you talking about? Isn't the reason obvious?"

"If we don't do this, it will be difficult for Guinevere to survive when Britain is destroyed. That won't work."

"After all, Guinevere has helped me so much along the way. How can I not work hard to help Guinevere?"

"Furthermore, I have carried the wishes of many people to get here all the way. Now that things have happened, how can there be any reason to back down?"

"——But," Guinevere wanted to say something more, but looking at Artoria's eyes that didn't contain a trace of confusion and wavering, he hesitated.

At this time, he suddenly heard Artoria say again:

"However, it is true that there should be no more levels next, right?"

"In that case, can I ask you a favor?"

"What's the matter-?" Guinevere was about to respond subconsciously, but he heard Merlin's voice coming from behind him:

"It's already ready."

Along with that sound came the sound of a blunt instrument cutting through the air.

"bump--"

With a muffled sound, Guinevere felt as if something heavy had been hit on the back of his head, and then he knew nothing.

.......................

"Oops, it looks like he fainted instantly. Well, luckily I had already secretly made myself a hero when you reminded me before. Otherwise, I would have been in trouble if I hadn't knocked him out instantly. .”

Merlin gently waved the cane in his hand and said with a smile.

"Well, thank you very much. As expected of Merlin, the Magician of Flowers, he understood my intention very easily."

In front of him, Arturia bowed politely.

"It's not worth mentioning. After all, I've been very good at saping people from behind for a long time." Merlin nodded lightly and said, "There's nothing to thank you for. Although you entrusted it, this matter has nothing to do with it. There is no conflict with my plan. After all, if you let him wake up, he will definitely stop you from making swords when he reacts, which would be troublesome."

"Then let's confirm again, what exactly is sword-making going on? Do you fully understand it?"

"Yes," Arturia nodded and said, "I will use the experience, memory, spiritual foundation, destiny... all these things I have gained as [materials] to forge the Holy Sword in exchange of equal value. Is that right?"

"That's true. So, now that you fully understand all this, you came here out of your own will, right?"

"kindness......"

Holding the staff of prophecy tightly, Artoria looked at Guinevere with some reluctance at the end. Then, she looked at Merlin again and nodded vigorously:

"Yes, I'm ready."

"If you don't want to give up, it's still too late to regret it now." Merlin said, "Anyway, I don't have the ability to force you to continue your mission. If you want to regret it, you can always do it."

"How could it be? If I thought that way, I wouldn't be here."

Artoria put away her gaze:

"I just want to see him one last time."

"So, is there anything you want me to convey to him?"

Merlin asked again.

"......kindness,"

Hearing this, Arturia thought for a while and said:

"Now that it's the end, I have to confess something."

"Human or goblin, Britain or Mission. I hate them all."

"Fighting is terrible, hating each other is exhausting, and being forced into this mission is inexplicable."

"However, I like everyone who has been with me all the way. Among them, Guinevere is especially fond of them."

"Although it's a pity that the fairies in Paradise don't have any memories of spring, but those things don't matter anymore."

Saying this, Artoria's mood became high again. Even if she was just recalling every bit of the journey, she couldn't help but smile:

"Because, no matter what others say, I feel that this journey with Guinevere and everyone so far is extremely wonderful."

"Well, no matter how you think about it, these are great memories. If you use these as materials, you can definitely forge a pretty amazing sword worthy of him."

"...Understood. In that case, I will bring this sentence to him verbatim." After hearing Artoria's words, Merlin nodded slightly.

"Ah... no, wait a moment, take it back, take it back."

Artoria suddenly shook her head again:

"Guinevere will probably be sad if he hears this after I disappear, so I'd better change it."

"Yes!" Thinking of this, she nodded vigorously, "Tell him for me that I have long been unhappy with Bagezi's stinky fart before, so after getting the Holy Sword, you want Gui Newell will teach Bagez a lesson on my behalf, and I will be angry if we lose."

After saying this, Arturia glanced at Guinevere again, and without the slightest nostalgia, she turned and walked towards the forge at the end of the path, where dazzling white light pillars had begun to appear.

"Oh! By the way, there's one more thing."

Before stepping into the white beam of light, Artoria turned around again:

"You are indeed not the Merlin I know."

"kindness?"

Before Merlin could react what Arturia meant by what she just said, she had already turned around and walked quickly towards the white beam of light.

......................

[When you wake up again, you find that Arturia is no longer around you. 】

[In other words, not just around you. 】

[Looking around, there are no girls anywhere in this paradise. 】

"Artoria? Artoria! Where are you?!"

Guinevere suddenly got up and strode towards their original destination, the so-called Holy Sword Forge.

But there, Guinevere found no trace of Artoria.

All he could see were ordinary buildings with no magic left.

"Well, there's no need to look any further. No matter how you search, you can't find Arturia. Arturia, as an individual Paradise Fairy, no longer exists in this world."

At this time, Merlin's light voice suddenly came from one side.

"—No longer...?"

As if struck by lightning, Guinevere suddenly froze on the spot, and then his body softened, as if he had lost all his strength, and fell directly to the ground, his face pale.

"How could it be? How could it be?"

With such murmurs in his mouth, Guinevere reached out and groped around, but the huge blow made him unable to even stand up to fight.

However, after a few seconds, all the confusion, shock, and confusion all turned into rage.

"What's going on? Merlin? What's going on?!"

He jumped up suddenly, and then rushed towards Merlin, reaching out to catch him, but the hand he stretched out missed him, and he fell to the ground with his whole body.

"Sorry, please don't waste your efforts. What you see here is just a phantom of me. After all, I'm not a jerk, and I don't have a habit of getting beaten up in vain."

Merlin said expressionlessly:

"What do you mean? Merlin what do you mean?"

Guinevere got up from the ground and stared at Merlin with a ferocious expression:

"Didn't you swear? You swore that she could leave here with me intact. She didn't have to stay here forever! You promised me!"

"Sigh... Why do you think you can trust what a nightmare says?"

Merlin lowered his eyes and said calmly.

"you--!!!"

Guinevere suddenly became furious. He jumped up again, swung the long sword in his right hand and slashed at Merlin, and then naturally slashed into the empty space.

However, just as Guinevere staggered up again, trying to find a way to fight Merlin to death, he heard Merlin say again:

"Besides, I did not lie to you. Arturia does not need to stay here forever. You can take her away."

"You haven't noticed it until now? Why don't you look at what you are holding in your right hand?"

It wasn't until Merlin reminded Guinevere that he realized what he was doing. He subconsciously looked at his right hand, only to find that from some unknown time, there was already a dazzling holy sword in his hand.

He recognized that sword, which was the most famous sword in the entire Xingyue world - the Sword of Victory Oath.

But now, there still seems to be some familiar aura left on this sword.

That was the last trace a girl left in this world.

ps: This chapter has 4k5 words. In addition to the basic update of [-] words, the [-]-word update is simply due.

How should I put it, although I really want to adjust my work and rest, it seems to be of no use adjusting it here and there.

Forget it, give up treatment and stop adjusting!

I will find time to start adding more updates in the next two days!

The current number of words due is: 7500/50300

Chapter 87 The Colors of Destruction and Purgatory

It hurts, it hurts too much.

Why?why why why--

"Ahhhh-"

A suppressed voice came out of Guinevere's mouth. He held the holy sword in his arms and let out a hysterical wail, while tears continued to fall from his eyes uncontrollably.

"Why, why?! Why on earth is this? How can those damn beasts and goblins be worth her chances? Why should the survival of this damn world be exchanged for her?!"

The restless anger and sadness that surged into his heart made him yell uncontrollably. At this time, he wanted to smash something randomly, but the only thing in his hand was the one she forged out of everything. sword.

So in the end he could only put his head on the sword and cry.

It wasn't until he cried so much that his voice became hoarse and couldn't cry anymore, just holding the sword blankly and looking blankly into the distance, that Merlin's figure appeared next to him again.

Only this time, Guinevere didn't even have the strength to raise his head and look at him again, as if his soul had been pulled away with Arturia's departure.

"Although I don't quite understand your current feelings, I can probably guess that you may deeply hate this world and even want to destroy this Britain... After all, you He is such an extreme person."

"But at least please remember one thing."

"No matter what, she has never hated this world. Just because of your existence, Aiwu and Wudi fell in love with this world with you."

"She probably really enjoyed this journey with you, because in her eyes, this sparkling memory may have exceeded the sum total of her previous miserable childhood."

"There are many, many people who have extended a helping hand to her along the way. You have accumulated a lot of wishes and goodwill along the way."

"I think you wouldn't want to betray all of this, especially if you didn't do it for the reason of her sacrificing herself?"

"After all, if that's the case, then the fact that she sacrificed her life to forge a sword is a complete joke. All her sacrifices are meaningless. If she is summoned to this world again by chance, in After knowing this, she, who has always been kind, will probably be so sad that she will self-destruct."

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