Chapter 3914 You Are the Light

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"Artoria..." Her lips trembled a few times, and the thousands of words she had prepared seemed to lose their color in front of her like this.

The darkness of despair clearly wrapped around her body, and even spread to her cheeks, leaving a faint, enchanting texture like a totem, but her eyes were shining, as before, always full of hope and determination, revealing the will , as sharp as the sword of victory in your hand, indestructible.

Speaking of changes, there are just a few more changes. Compared to the slightly immature king before, he looks more mature and reliable.

It's not difficult to understand such a change. I'm just surprised that in what kind of situation, wrapped in a shell of despair, such a dazzling light of hope can be brewed inside.

As if she could read my thoughts, Artoria's palm touched my cheek.

"Because, I know, Fan is still by my side."

"..."

Although I was tempted by my king, but at this moment, I still want to put a black question mark first, what? when? What did I do?

Looking at my pitiful and confused look, Arturia gently twitched the corners of her mouth, struggled weakly, and sat up from her arms - her spirit was still withered, and the hardships she experienced in the dream were not A "I suddenly thought about it" can completely bridge the gap.

Although she sat up, she did not completely leave my arms. Leaning inside, Her Majesty the Elf Queen, who was small in stature, raised her side face, and her emerald green eyes unblinkingly peered at my ordinary face from below. His face made me feel embarrassed.

However, I still didn't speak, I just quietly let her stare at me.

Sure enough, my face is nothing to look at. It only lasted for an hour or two at most. My king let out a long breath, and seemed to be satisfied. He actually curled up and retracted into my arms again.

Who am I, who have never seen such strong winds and waves? But oh no, I really haven’t seen this clingy idiot before, so I can’t control myself.

"Fan." In his arms, the weak king shouted softly, as if he was talking in his sleep.

"Yeah, I'm here."

"I had a dream."

"What kind of dream?" Unknowingly, my hand fell on her scattered blond hair and stroked it gently.

"A dream exactly like reality."

"Then what?"

"There is one thing, but it is different from reality."

"What is it?"

"In the dream, you are not there."

"So, that's just a dream, I will always be by your side."

"I have always believed this, so I gritted my teeth and worked hard to get through it."

"This is not something you can just grit your teeth and get through." I lovingly caressed each strand of my wife's golden hair in my arms.

"Yeah, it's been a very hard life, very hard, really..."

Her eyelashes trembled violently and became vaguely moist, like mimosa wetted by rain and dew. Arturia quickly wiped her eyes and changed into a more comfortable position in her arms.

"So, so, it's really great to meet you."

I scratched my cheek in embarrassment and changed the subject: "Tell me about what happened in your dream."

Arturia was silent for a while. As determined as she was, it seemed that it would take her some time to face the painful memories in her dreams.

"That's... a dream world that feels like reality, except that it's not mortal."

"Everything is really no different from reality, except that Fan didn't show up."

"In the dream, I couldn't meet Fan or be with you. Even so, I finally formed an alliance with the Alliance..."

Arturia's voice seemed to be distant and near, melodious and empty, just like a seasoned bard in the game world, reciting a real epic with immersive and touching words.

Reciting an almost real world without me.

To be honest, as a person involved, it sounds a little weird. It feels like... listening to another parallel world line in the Dark Continent.

In fact, the extremely real events described by Artoria gave me a kind of trance.

It seems that the dream world she dictated is what the Dark Continent should have experienced. The so-called "official history", my arrival was an accident, and it was because of this accident that the original world was changed.

If you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with it. Isn't this a mission that time travelers must take on, either actively or passively? Nothing will change the fact that you are traveling through a woolen thread. What's the use of you?

As time goes by, I often forget that I am a time traveler. Occasionally, when I am touched, I suddenly remember that for a moment, I am actually the protagonist of the most popular different world drama!

Or the ancestors of the protagonist. This setting seems to be popular recently, which makes me a little sad.

Closer to home, although I am not so humble that I feel that the world is no different with or without me. As a time traveler and a contemporary savior, I feel that I have done a few trivial things for the world and caused some beneficial effects.

However, I am not narcissistic enough to think that I will not be able to do it if the Dark Continent leaves. At least I don’t think that my contribution will be greater than Akara. Mr. Lu Xun once said that horses with thousands of miles of horses often exist, but Bole does not always exist.

This shows what? It shows that I am really an aloof horse, not a donkey of the production team.

The above is probably my little understanding of the role of my own existence. It does have some role, it can even be said to be a bit big, but it is not indispensable and irreplaceable.

But based on Artoria's description, I never expected that the storm caused by the flapping of my butterfly wings would be much greater than I imagined.

In that dream world without me, it was just as I imagined at first. Without me, the alliance and the elves still formed an alliance.

The mainland twins still exist, but they are replaced by Artoria and Sharna. Of course, Artoria, who is both civil and military, has become the savior of the alliance in my place, while Sharna is the iceberg who has always been aloof and alone. Queen.

The two of them went down, the first brother and the second brother, the two fifth sons of the Fallen Alliance, also returned to the embrace of the alliance under the influence of the world's correction force and became the future stars of the alliance.

These are all to be expected, with the turning point coming at the first Arthurian Trial.

Artoria failed without my participation.

It's not because of lack of strength or ability, but because of this cheating test. You know, two people are allowed to travel, and the elderly and single people are not allowed to enter a certain station.

If you can't pass the first time, there will be no second or third time. Of course, with Artoria's talent, even if she relies on her own efforts, her future achievements will not be any worse than King Arthur. There is no Hell clan. Threatened, she really had no intention of accepting the test of King Arthur.

Which of these destined sons has not carved out a path of his own?

The problem is that she lags behind step by step. Compared with reality, the improvement of Artoria's strength in the dream is always a few beats slower. Then the storm continues to expand. Hell, I don't know what medicine she took wrong, and she actually kills the goose and seizes the eggs. The trick, under Belial's conspiracy, gradually penetrated into the first and second worlds.

Because without my appearance, the shackles of the Silver Age have not been broken. As veteran players, the Seven Giants have a great advantage. The battle with the Hell Clan is really difficult to describe. It can be said to be more tragic than the Taraxia Rebellion a thousand years ago, with countless casualties. .

After more than a hundred years of hard work, my king and sister Sharna have finally grown up, and their high-end combat power can barely compete with the Seven Giants.

But looking around, almost all the inheritors of the Twelve Knights were wiped out, and the first and second senior brothers also died tragically in battle.

What is surprising is that the weakest maid, the pornographic maid, survived the longest, although she died in the end.

The decisive battle was held in the Elf King's City. Faced with the absolute superiority of the Hell Clan and surrounded by enemies, Artoria sacrificed the entire Elf King's City, including all the elves in it. In exchange for the power, she finally defeated the Hell Clan and ushered in the victory. Here comes the final peace.

Artoria's biggest wish is to defeat the Hell Clan in exchange for peace and tranquility in the world, and then revitalize the Elf Clan.

However, the Hell Clan was defeated and peace ushered in. However, what they saw was the devastated Elf King City and the corpses of thousands of elves who died because of them.

Artoria, who had been tortured by the Hundred Years' War, almost suffered a mental breakdown.

After hearing this, it was not difficult to imagine where the dark despair, pain, and guilt that covered her body came from.

It can be said that they are already qualified to compete with King Arthur to be the strongest king in the Dark Continent. It is no wonder that Lauder and the Bella Knights, who control the dream and have witnessed everything, mention Artoria more than the Married Knights and the others. More admiration and recognition.

Regardless of talent or talent, will or dream, he is not inferior even to the poor. This is truly an outstanding heir who is not inferior to his Majesty in all aspects!

"I don't understand why your eyes are still so bright, full of fighting spirit and hope after going through such pain and suffering."

I gently stroked her soft cheek. She was wearing a dark and gorgeous battle armor, and the faint black texture on her face was like a tattoo. Not only did it not affect the beauty at all, but it gave Artoria an extra enchanting beauty. .

However, what is even more dazzling is her shining emerald eyes, a flower of hope that blooms from the soil of despair. It is unique and proud in the world. Is there anything more beautiful than this?

"When I was in the dream, I didn't realize it was a dream. It wasn't until everything was over and the test was completed that I realized it was a dream. However, it seemed like real pain and despair. Even if I knew it was a dream, I still couldn't realize it. There’s no way to get rid of it.”

Arturia opened her eyes wide and looked at me without blinking, as if she wanted me to focus on the brilliance inside.

"So, even after completing the test and escaping from the dream, this unbearable pain is still gnawing at my soul, causing me to gradually collapse."

I nodded. This should be the manifestation of Artoria's many pains in her sleep.

"At this moment, I suddenly thought of you."

Arturia pointed at me and then at her eyes, the ecstatic light inside became even brighter.

She spoke softly.

"So, Fan, you are the light in my eyes."

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