The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

Yes, at the last moment of leaving this world, Mordred was just pitying her.

"why?"

Facing Altria's question, Mordred disappeared without answering, leaving only the empty basement and she who was astonished on the spot because of this sudden change.

Judging from the final result, she survived and won.

But... it made Altria feel more uncomfortable than losing the battle.

Why did you think Mordred was not suitable to be king before?If he could discover his persistence and decisiveness earlier, wouldn't the following tragedy happen again?

Altria knows very well that in this world, there is no if...

So what should have happened has already happened. The collapse of the round table and the division of Great Britain were all the responsibility of Altria, who could never shirk.

Kings are lonely.

She once said this to herself.

However, while looking for a way to save the country, how many people's thoughts and distresses I have ignored.

Lancelot who left silently, Gawain who devoted himself bravely, and Galahad who died in the mission, what were they thinking at the last moment?Are they equally regretful and unwilling to pass away?

No answer.

======================= I am switching back to the current dividing line ===================

"Woo..."

Choked softly, she let the tears on her face flow to her heart's content.

In this place where there is no time to flow, no matter what she thinks or does, it will not be recorded in history.

Here, she no longer has to put herself on the title of king.

Well, it doesn't matter even if you show weakness, it doesn't matter even if you lose face.

With such thoughts in mind, she turned toward the unfulfilled ideal, toward the people who could not be saved.

Towards everything that disappeared because of her being the king.

"……Sorry……"

Although choked so hard that she could hardly even speak, she still couldn't restrain the urge to apologize.

Although she knew that her apology could not be conveyed to anyone's heart, the girl still repeated her confession.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I, someone like me..."

Such a self-should not be called a king at all.

"There must be...there will be a way, as long as..."

Holy grail.

One day, after crossing the endless battle, he will finally get the Holy Grail.

At that time, all the mistakes I made could be erased by miracles.

As long as you can get the Holy Grail, you can definitely remedy...

It doesn’t matter even if you need to abandon the good you insist on, it doesn’t matter even if you get scolded... as long as you get the Holy Grail...

Altria, now can only pin her hopes on this only expectation.

Before getting the Holy Grail, she could only continue to maintain the current situation.

Suffered in endless punishment.

Annoyed at the unpaid sin.

Until the next time she is called, the girl named "Altria" will be imprisoned in this infinitely close to eternal moment.

This is her sin.

And she can only shed tears and confess constantly like this.

Until he is called again, otherwise, there will be no relief.

End·Wang’s Regret·End

Chapter 69 Ending Three

So the day-to-day details are modified, what Xiao Squid is doing will be explained in the next chapter.

Xiao Lanhua has already returned to the Throne of Heroic Spirits in TE, so those who expect him to play can take a break.

There is one more chapter TE is over. It's not easy!

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Even now, when Shiro Weimiya recalled it, he still felt a little weird.

Whether it was escaping from the Fuyuki fire where countless people were buried, or starting to practice the so-called "magic" with his adoptive father, it was all things he had never imagined in the past.

Shiro Wimiya remembered the scene when he was awake for the first time after the fire.

At the time, I just thought the sunlight was dazzling, and then I was taken aback by my own thoughts.

After that, his eyesight gradually recovered, and he found that he was sleeping on a strange bed in a white room he had never seen before.

Although he was taken aback from the bottom of my heart, the whiteness and cleanliness of the room quickly made him feel at ease when he was still young.

Then I was wondering what exactly this place is.

After looking around, he found that the room was very large, and there were several parallel beds beside his bed.

No matter which bed it is, there are people on it, and everyone wrapped in bandages seems to be injured-but in this room, there is no shadow of death.

Everyone who was injured was the people who were saved from the fire.

This recognition made the Shi Lang at the time relax his nerves, and then cast his gaze out of the window-the clear blue sky is unparalleled beauty.

After several days passed, he realized many things.Including a very serious fire, he was rescued from the scene of the fire, his parents were no longer there, and his body was wrapped in bandages.

Although Shi Lang was not very clear about the definition of "death" at that time, he did vaguely know the fact that he was already alone.