The subsequent words paused on his lips, and he took them back in bitterness. Then he punched his cheek hard, his eyes as determined as before. He believed that... he could wake up the little emperor who had joined the ministers through his own efforts. The audience sighed. But the real ones are the complicated ones. It should be inside the Type-Moon. Somewhere a goblin empire is built floating on corpses. The royal city is also called Camelot. The Fairy Queen's bedroom was empty. She had loose silver hair and was wearing a black veil mask. Morgan, the king of the Lostbelt. Silver hair fell on her well-proportioned shoulders, and her face hidden behind the black cloth was filled with a hint of envy. Even though she was calm.
Witnessing this scene, my heart is still filled with ripples. The appearance in the picture is so similar to her past appearance. But he truly became the recognized savior that Morgan had so far eluded to achieve. "The Camelot of pan-human history? It seems to be as prosperous as we have been watching." What an sigh. They all have a heart that serves the country and the people. Queen Morgan discovers the cruel reality of decadence. Her disadvantages are innate. The evilness of goblins far exceeds the limits of biological beings. Morgan used to pray for the gods to forgive the goblins' sins. Now she no longer has this enthusiasm. "The Camelot over there... I'm sure your Camelot must be very prosperous." Containing emotion, he repeated these words a second time. she was Want to see.. In the normal development world line, The city-state called Britain, I want to see this girl named Altria. How wise.
Maybe you can benefit from it? I feel a little envious. But she didn't know. In another time and space. Saber, who had been badly defeated in four battles, felt ashamed by this wave of praise. What a gaffe! He is clearly an unqualified king. Obviously, he never understood the thoughts of his subordinates. Recalling the Fourth Holy Grail War, Lancelot's madness was caused by her inaction. Deep regret and shame are always in my heart. "Sir Bedivere, am I really... worthy of your praise!?" The always heroic Knight King made another association. At the Banquet of Three Kings, she was shaken and envious of the heroism of the Conqueror King. When she thought of the knights who had believed in her from the beginning to the end, she felt even more ashamed and guilty. She had already thrown the sword to her side, and in confusion she clutched the loose soil at her feet, silently venting her emotions. A completely different history from normal development. Arthur during this Fourth War is slightly different from other timelines. She is noble and she sticks to chivalry. She regrets her mistake that led to Britain's defeat and she wants to go back in time to change the past! However.. Looking at this round table area, seeing the child she thought was a rebellious knight being so filial; She suddenly realized that perhaps it was because she lived alone on the throne and never thought about getting close to others? If she hadn't ignored and avoided Mordred because of his identity, perhaps the ending would be different? "I..what should I..?" Altria's face looked almost haggard. She looked at the screen blankly and bitterly. In the picture. Bedivere's clear voice made a confession as the Knight King expressed his concern for the current state of his people. King Arthur pointed out that the people should be allowed to work hard and become self-reliant. He stressed that the only people who could be said to have a decent life now were those living near the royal city of Camelot.
As she spoke of this, a gloomy look filled her face. Bedivere was watching this scene. Admiration from the bottom of my heart. [Unlike the Knights of the Round Table who were feeling elated by their successive victories and glory, the King’s face was always filled with gloom.] […Kai Qing once said so.] [Before Camelot was rebuilt, when the king was still hiding his identity and traveling around the island, the king would often smile. ] [But the smile from that time is now completely gone. The king is alone, staring at the dark clouds that are swirling around the future of this island.] 【Perhaps it was because of the nostalgia that came with the sunset. At that time, I asked the king a cowardly question.】 [This is the doubt and uneasiness that I have had since I was allowed to sit at the round table. ] This is the situation. There were no guards or bystanders around him. Bedivere could not hold back his emotion. He asked the king, "Why did you choose a knight like me who has nothing to recommend him as a Knight of the Round Table?" At this moment, visible surprise flashed across Altria's face. She then gave her reasons: "You are worthy of this seat. I once had the same doubts as you, and doubted whether I could stand on this throne, but...the composition of the Knights of the Round Table is not simply determined by strength." The knights abide by their duties and have clear division of labor. Only unity. Each matches their respective position. This... is the kind of knight she longed for. Say it. Both the monarch and his subjects. Just like close friends, chatting leisurely. The wisdom of King Arthur. Her clear and wise views also touched all the audience. [Friends are good. Enemies are evil. This is a wrong view] [All living things have their own original intentions for doing anything] [When the original intentions of the two parties converge and conflict with each other, disagreements will arise, which will then breed discussions of right and wrong] [However, who can guarantee that they are definitely right and the other party is definitely wrong?]
[In the final analysis, it is just a high-sounding self-consolation] These words are full of logical thinking. Apply to any world and anything. "So, Mr. Krabby has his own reasons for wanting to steal the secret recipe of the Krabby Patty?" SpongeBob bared his teeth, as if he had realized something. "There's only a difference in standpoints, not true or false, right or wrong..." Joseph Joestar thought of Wamuu again, laughed, and couldn't help sighing: "Maybe I'm really old and a little sentimental?" There is no right or wrong in the world.. This statement is not wrong, but it will also be criticized. "Full of rational fallacies... The right and wrong in this world are fixed, and are judged by those who set the order." At the Navy Headquarters, Sakaski did not waver. He thought Arthur's theory was a bit monotonous, so he put the Den Den Mushi that was used to play videos aside, and the occasional glance from the corner of his eye showed that he was indeed still watching. "Oh ha ha ha... very human thinking. However, this theory of right and wrong is as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of such a huge disparity in strength... The so-called theory of right and wrong is a product that restrains the weak who are bound by the rules of the world." Frieza counted on his fingers, disapproving. "I agree with King Arthur's philosophy, but she overestimates the ugliness of human nature... No, it's more likely that she is a wise king and has never encountered a situation like ours." Najeshitan, who attacked at night, put out a cigarette. Even enemies with opposing views can be sympathetic. The sentiment is exceptionally noble and good. But not everyone can agree. But the memory echoed in Bedivere. Discussing state affairs. All the people heard the interesting story at that moment. Within the knights stereotype. The king who never smiled. She chuckled softly. The orange afterglow continued to fall as the night approached, and at this moment it fell right behind Arthur's back. The holy and noble dawn made her image so dazzling -! ——In the sunset, the king’s hair was like golden hair floating in the wind. [I realized then that I had finally touched upon the king’s true self.] [The knights are all worried because they haven't seen the king smile for a long time, but it's not like that. It's not like that. 】 [The king will not laugh for his own affairs, but will only smile peacefully when he sees others happy.] The voices and the painting suddenly stopped. As love reaches its deepest point, the sad and confused melody approaches its final chapter. Then Bedivere's final monologue was heard. I feel my sin is so great
[When I finally realized it, I had already raised the sword of disloyalty to the king] 「Ahh——Please forgive me. I am unworthy of being your knight.」 [Please punish me for my mistakes. In these countless nights, I just did this for this——] A sincere apology was uttered in a dream. Although it is accompanied by a dazzling snow-white freeze-frame picture. The regret expressed in every word is touching and genuine. "To make up for my mistake..."