Chapter 621: That Is the Fate of the Times

Arturia spoke abruptly, causing Silent to shift his gaze to her.

At this time, she is still wearing that black suit, and her long hair is simply tied down and put down naturally, making that incomparably delicate face give people a feeling of heroism, and there is a certain kind of blue in her blue eyes. Praying like a charming gesture.

Real people are more picturesque than anime.

Silence can't help but feel nostalgic. He used to be a full-fledged chef for a while. Although he can't find the enthusiasm at that time at this moment, but looking at the real Arturia, recalling the life of an ordinary person, there is still a kind of feeling. Inexplicably touched.

This softened his gaze.

Arturia captured it keenly, and the original nervous feeling calmed down a little. Her back was still straight, but her expression was no longer cold, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she assumed a well-behaved posture.

She was desperate for answers.

"I already know your wish."

Looking at her silently, with a shallow smile, after organizing the language in his heart, he continued:

"Any wish, no matter how ridiculous, unreal, or impossible it sounds, as long as the will to cherish it is strong, it has an equal status with me, that is, relying on one's own efforts to It will definitely be possible.”

Those words alone made Artoria's expression faintly excited.

Although the Holy Grail seems to be achievable as well.

But if there were other paths, she would have to try anyway.

"However—" Silent's voice suddenly changed, "The premise is that there will be no contradiction in this wish itself."

"..."

Artoria's body trembled.

What does it mean?

"As a king, you are not to command the strong, but to lead the weak and weak." After a pause, his gentle eyes still stared at Arturia, and he continued in a slow voice, "But you failed to do so. The kingdom fell under your leadership, so you rejected your own value as a king, and you hoped to erase everything you did as a king - this is contradictory to your wish, because the fall of the kingdom is not yours fault, that is the fate of the times,

No one in that era is powerless to change, whether the king is you or not, and what you have done is the same. Fate has already decided the outcome of Britain. "

After this sentence stopped, Artoria's heart was undoubtedly shaken.

Perhaps because of the mighty power of the person in front of him to see through everything.

She did not support the dignity of the king, and the weakest part of her heart was uncontrollably exposed. She asked with a panic and anxious expression:

"Fate determines the outcome of Britain. Excuse me, what does this mean?"

She really wanted to use the Holy Grail to return to the time when she had not drawn the sword in the stone, thinking that if it wasn't her who drew the sword at that time, and if she hadn't become a king, Britain would not be destroyed.

But at this time listening to the answer of the Lord of Destiny.

It didn't seem to be what she thought.

"literal meaning."

Silent said slowly, stretched out her hand, and stretched towards Artoria's forehead, she did not evade, but just begged for an answer.

And at the moment of touch.

Various images appeared in her mind.

There are countless parallel worlds. There are pictures of her becoming a king, and there are pictures of King Arthur becoming a king completely different from her. Even if the characters of the kings are different and their fates are different, without exception, Britain still ushered in the destruction in the end. ending.

"The development of civilization is bound to go down the wrong path, then go through the process of destruction, and gradually find the right direction in countless rebirths." A silent and gentle voice entered her mind, "You want to save Britain , this wish is easy because you can stand directly on the right answer, you can use knowledge to create prosperity, you can use power to drive out threats, you can create an eternal kingdom of gods, but deep within you It's not your Britannia anymore."

That's where Arturia's biggest problem lies.

Really want to save Britain, it is very easy for the pot, nothing more than to open up a new time line, let her go to farm with advanced knowledge, as much prosperity as she wants, as much success as she wants.

However, she couldn't forgive herself.

Such prosperity could not make her forget the image of the sea of ​​corpses and blood in her mind.

Even if time is reversed, even if everything is changed, the Britannia that belongs to her has been destroyed forever. A wish to veto her will not work here in Silent, because it is based on fate, not hard work.

And Artoria looked at all this in her mind.

The back, which was straight at all times, was finally powerless.

There was no cry, but tears flowed from the dull blue pupils and slid across the fair skin.

She finally understood.

No matter what she does or how hard she tries, Britain will be destroyed. This is the limit of the times, and it is a joke of fate. If you want to save Britain, you can only turn your fate with knowledge that transcends the times, but these do not belong to anyone of that era. people.

"How ridiculous." She murmured in a low voice with tears in her eyes, "Isn't the fate of the kingdom led by the king at all?"

"In the absence of gods and external interference, history can only be created by the masses of the people. The king is also a part of the masses. Your election is the choice of the times and the people. From a historical point of view, you have also done a good job. It has fulfilled its mission and pushed the history of civilization a big step forward."

Silent retracted his palm and said softly:

"You are now in a future history, this is an opportunity, everything I said to you today has been concluded in the knowledge of this era, so read more books, you need to understand and decide Whether your wish is to reverse everything or accept everything, and then sacrifice to me after you decide, no matter what your final wish is, you will get the opportunity to seize your wish from the gift.”

"Yeah." Arturia responded in a low voice.

She seems to have an answer.

But this answer was not what she expected.

She was still shedding tears, and her heart was full of confusion and repressed sadness. At this time, she was not the ideal king worshipped by thousands of people on the throne, but just like a weak, crying, lonely girl .

Irisviel seems to want to comfort her, but she doesn't know how to do it. In her capacity, the comfort she speaks will only be pale.

Emiya Kiritsugu had indifference in his heart, and Artoria was the unrealistic dreamer he resisted, just empty of goals and dreams.

Roger was a little emotional, but his excitement came from witnessing everything he had never experienced before.

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