The fairy forest is full of all kinds of unknown variables and mystery, so everyone must deliberately suppress their breath to prevent unnecessary troubles - sometimes, as they walk, they suddenly find a cat-shaped creature with red eyes, white body, long ears, and golden rings suddenly come out to sign a contract with you. Should you kill it, kill it, or kill it? But if you kill it, it will be noticed by its tribe members, and it may eventually trigger strong onlookers from their accomplices and other soy sauce people.

...When you have the desire to be fairies in the lake, it is better to be low-key.

On the way, Caesar, who was ignorant of life and death and did not know the truth, was excited to learn about the interesting things of the fairy clan from Boli Lingmeng. Of course, it refers to the fairy race in a narrow sense, namely the forest fairy. Through Boli Lingmeng's narration, Caesar discovered that this race with "philosophy" as the center seems to have very similar characteristics to the barbarians, which gave the barbarians an innate favoritism for them. If it weren't for the important matter, Caesar might have been looking for their traces with enthusiasm.

"Many, many years ago, several fairy sages joined forces to open up the so-called fairy forest, which is this small alien world, preparing to take the fairy clan to escape the world. At that time, the saints discovered this action. At that time, accompanied by the thunder sound like the collapse of the sky and the earth, violent dark clouds gathered above the small world. The unstable space fluctuations kept shaking this unstable dimensional barrier, the saint's questions and anger.

The roaring celestial phenomena came, and the place fell into endless darkness..." Boli Lingmeng was moving forward while reciting the classics of Boli's witches. "Then, several fairy sages used their lives and dignity to bet, promising to the saints that they would always guarantee the balance and neutrality of the fairy clan, and were willing to be under the surveillance of human beings, in order to get peace. The dark clouds dissipated, the warm light shone down through the clouds, and the disaster finally passed..."

As he said that, Boli Lingmeng glanced at Caesar with a strange expression: "...Your Majesty. What's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing." Caesar returned to his calmness in an instant, "...I just heard someone's crying vaguely."

"Oh? Is it?" Boli Lingmeng responded meaninglessly. This is the benefit of the unconventional witch. She doesn't care about anything other than her salary payment and welfare bonus issues, but she can still try to accurately understand Caesar's psychology because of the money issue. It turns out that she is the first witch in the accident. If the temptation of money is used as fuel, she is the best omnipotent superman in the world and can do anything well.

Perseverance is a good thing. Caesar is obsessed with his breasts and became the king. Boli Lingmeng is obsessed with money and became unconventional. Hannibal is obsessed with girls and became a gay man... Damn, what kind of world is this he?

So, the story of Boli Lingmeng continues, and the scenery and stories are good things to pass the time on the journey. So, while visiting the beautiful scenery of the fairy forest and listening to the unconventional witch telling stories, it is definitely a good enjoyment.

"According to the letter left by a certain witch of Boli, the fairy clan established a small country called Rimuli a long time ago. The current fairy forest may be the memory of the fairy's homeland. The current forest of the forest fairy is called Shinrimuli, but unfortunately it is divided into two factions. The traditional source of power and spiritual core of the fairy are 'philosophy', that is, to understand the power from the heart through meditation and friendly wrestling." Boli Lingmeng said softly, "But

There are always exceptions in everything. A fairy discovered by chance. The true power of 'philosophy' can be achieved through anger and violent collisions, rather than the contemplation and wrestling taught by the ancestors. They slid irresistibly to the dark side. The Forest Fairy clan split, and the two factions broke out in endless quarrels and even fighting. The split clan called itself the Dark Fairy, whose leader was called Duckham, and he was a lifelong rival to the leader of the Forest Fairy Billy Helington."

"Billy Hellington?" Caesar showed a strange expression, "This name is very..."

"Is it very familiar? Billy Herrington had traveled to the mainland in his early years, and it was not surprising that His Majesty had heard his name."

"It's not because of this." Caesar's expression was a bit strange. "Hannibal once showed me that he had perfectly inherited the soul heritage of many famous people, among which there seemed to be the King of Billy Hanlington."

"Uh..." Boli Lingmeng's expression became very strange in an instant, as if she was holding back her laughter, "It's hard... no wonder..."

"No wonder?" Caesar raised his eyebrows curiously.

"...It's nothing, look, there is Lake of Fog in front!" The unconventional witch turned her eyes and pointed her hand forward.

The flowing, mirror-like lake water, scattered with hazy mist, was instantly revealed to everyone in an accidental step. This is the world of fairies, the residence of natural spirits, and the legendary land of fairies in the lake.

"Is it here? So, how should I call them?" Caesar looked at the ethereal but deserted lake. Although there were countless creatures in the lake, they were all ordinary animals without intelligence, without any special and strange aura.

"It's not a call, it's a trial directly." Xun looked at the Lake of Mist and showed a nostalgic look. "Mr. Caesar, you go to the lake to scoop a handful of water, recall the reason you came to seek the Divine Sword in your mind, and then drink the water. Your belief and will will reach the fairies in the lake resonance with the spiritual power of the lake, and then they can make a decision."

"Decide? Is it going to give me the sword?" Caesar was stunned for a moment, "That's so simple?"

"No, how easy is it?" Xun shook his head, "This is just the first step. If the person seeking the sword is impure or does not have the power to control the magic sword, then the fairy in the lake will not even show up, which can be said to have lost her qualification. If the fairy in the lake thinks you are qualified, she will consider the level of trial you should give - of course, the higher the difficulty of the trial, the stronger the level of the magic sword, and you must seize the opportunity."

"...It's casual. I'm here to find a sword for Artoria. It's okay to just recall this reason." Caesar said with a smile.

"Theoretically, this is also the reason for seeking a sword." Boli Lingmeng was a little worried, "But everything is up to the heart. This kind of thing cannot be intervened by outsiders. If your Majesty wants to seek a sword for King Arthur, it depends on your bond with her."

When he heard the word "binding", both the indifferent Xun and the careless Zi snorted coldly as if nothing had happened.

"That is to say." Although he was a little unhappy, Kaoru still made a conscientious explanation, "Everything is based on the heart. Seeking a sword requires reasons, and seeking a sword for others also requires reasons. It all depends on your understanding of Artoria and your own feelings."

"It's really troublesome." Caesar muttered. But he still came to the lake and squatted down slowly.

The lake water reflected Caesar's image, and the layers of fluctuating water lines twisted the reflection. Suddenly, Caesar seemed to see the girl's heroic and determined face. He slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingers touched the slightly cool sleep. Circles of ripples fluctuated, as if in the sea of ​​spirit. The ripples called memory also slowly swayed.

There is no need to think about it, all the memories of Artoria slowly come to my mind.

When I first heard this name, I was talking about it in the north. C.c said by chance. The Witch of Destiny told him that before him, she assisted a king named Artoria. She was stoic and upright, full of ideals, adhered to justice, and had courage to sacrifice. She was almost perfectly born king. Although Caesar did not say it at that time, he had already remembered that name. There was nothing else, and his competitive spirit and competitive personality were originally imprinted in the souls of the barbarians. They longed to fight, enjoyed the even-matched battle. They loved the final victory after the hard battle - not to mention what she said, Caesar's competitive spirit was stronger.

——Show yourself before the female. Prove yourself to be the best, this is the instinct or nature of the male.

So Caesar became more proactive in learning everything about Artoria from c.c, his behavior, style, strength, and record... He wanted to know everything about her, and then tried to surpass her in all aspects. Gradually, Caesar also understood more and more everything about the girl who was king in Brittany, her ideals, her beliefs, and her justice...

Then, the doubts and doubts about the girl king became stronger and stronger as Caesar's gradual growth, especially after he had experienced more and more things and understood the truth he had not understood before, the ideals and beliefs of the girl who had been praised or even admired by him continued to appear fatal flaws and loopholes. Until one day, he suddenly realized that the path chosen by King Arthur seemed to be wrong, the path of martyrs she chose for herself, the path of perfect America for this country, and the path of noble and ideals for everyone seemed to be wrong. She used the justice and belief in her heart as a sword, and wished to think that her subjects also believed and pursued this. She did not understand the heart of people and did not know what her subjects actually needed. She just protected them blindly, wanted to stand in front of everyone, and never fought side by side with them.

Such King Arthur not only does not understand the human heart, but will also slowly lose all the hearts that once yearned for her.

Knowing that she was abandoned by everyone, shed the last drop of blood for the country and beliefs she guarded, and died sadly.

When he first discovered such a situation and expected the ending of King Arthur, he even felt a sense of joy, because time would prove to c.c that he did better than King Arthur. Then, this short-term joy was replaced by a loss. Just like when he was a child, he used to firmly and determinedly to regard Captain Mora, the pro-guard team as a goal of transcendence. A few years later, the fox man who had been straight back said to him with a wry smile that I am no longer your opponent... The joy of "I am so powerful" fades away, and only a faint and inexplicable melancholy is left.

In Silent Hill, he once again tempered his kingly way in the spiritual world of nothingness, but also once again appreciated King Arthur's kingly way, carrying everyone, no matter who he is, fighting for everything, even if others don't appreciate it - the knight's way is one of the manifestations of justice. It guides them as the creed of the paladin to forge peace and glory in Middle Earth with sacrifice and blood. However, if this knight's way is regarded as his kingly way by a little girl full of idealism and dreaming of love... that is definitely not a good thing.

But the spiritual image at that time described this scene to him. The figure who was determined to bear everything and indeed bear everything burst out with unimaginable power at the last moment and actually reached the throne on the top of the mountain.

He wanted to meet King Arthur well, and this was the determination he had made in his heart since then.

Then he came to Britannia and finally met King Arthur whom he had been with God for a long time. He was weaker than he had imagined and more pitiful than he imagined. Being respected by the people was a good thing, but for such a benevolent monarch who was based on the people, it was a very strange thing. He naturally experienced King Arthur's stubbornness and justice of King Arthur, but unexpectedly found that she was actually a natural and stupid person. Even a little cute. In addition, this girl's persistence and determination to protect the country and subjects also moved Caesar slightly. To be fair, they had many similarities.

This guy... is a little better than I thought. At least I don't hate her when I see her.

It was precisely this that he made up a decision that he would find a way to change Artoria and prevent her from encountering that pitiful fate. This was not just his wish.c.c, Hannibal, Svia, Noel and others, everyone sent a signal of such a request to him. Please change Artoria and please do not let her carry these heavy shackles.

So at some point, the focus of his work in Brittania changed from teaching the two girls to changing Artoria. He began to try every means to get along with Artoria or even be alone, instilling his ideas into Artoria in various ways, and sending the signal of change to Artoria through practical actions... but everything came into effect. Just like Caesar's own sigh. Gilgamesh will never be close to the people, and Caesar will never be alone. If the path of the king can be changed easily, then the king will not be called the king.

The only thing that is gratifying is that Caesar and Artoria’s personal relationship is getting better and better. If Artoria really encounters such a tragic ending, he can at least rescue her and then raise her in the north. Anyway, there is so much food in the north that even if she can eat it, she will not starve to death. It is also an explanation to everyone.

But facts are often not as wonderful as imagined. The expected conflicts still unfold in a fierce form.

He asked Artoria through Cecilia's incident, and wanted to finally determine King Arthur's belief, but the ending naturally disappointed him. Then this disappointment turned into a swelling anger. He was angry and roaring. He couldn't understand why she wanted to protect everyone - the nobles who took advantage of the law and used the king's justice, hypocrisy, cold-eyed, without courage, no justice. Such borers, great disloyals, do you still have to protect them?

The two of them had a big fight and parted in a bad mood. Then the situation in the woods instantly pushed their relationship to an enduring situation. Artoria could still suppress her anger and ask the witch questions after C.C admitted the revenge of killing her mother. Caesar launched a crazy attack when he saw Artoria assassinating C.C. From this point, we can see the essential difference between the two.

In the end, after the fierce battle with Beowulf, the king of Heaven, who was injured one after another, was exhausted and finally fell under Artoria's men, but unexpectedly discovered all the truth about the matter left by c.c. He learned about Artoria's desperate life experience, the real secret of the Chosen King, and the instructions of c.c. He set out to the Palace of Camelo with the hope and guilt of the witch. After joining forces with the Knight King to repel Medea, he showed the secrets that happened that year to the girl. He did not hesitate or think, but made the choice he thought was the most suitable. Because he believed that the pride of that girl would not be bound by such things. In this world, it turned out that he was the person who believed her the most.

As expected, Artoria accepted all this with a calm and peaceful attitude, and proposed to end it with a sword. After embracing, the two extreme kings, like ice and fire, waved the sword in their hands at the same time. As the two figures intersected, the Alaya sword, which symbolized the choice of heaven and king's destiny, broke into two pieces under the Dragon Slashing Blade. The King's Sword carefully created by Witch Night finally lost to Burkeso's sacred will.

It was over, as Caesar said, he cut off the shackles on Artoria. From now on, the girl will choose the future path with her own will, and she is free...

"But my work has not been completed yet... The sword in the stone is her will and belief all the time. If I smash it, I will find another one for her." Caesar said lightly, "...so, I came for others, and I am determined to win."

He raised his head and drank the lake water in his hand in one go. The cold feeling slid down his throat, cool and sweet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the lake. If they were recognized by the fairy in the lake, then strange phenomena would appear here.

There was nothing-but no one questioned, just staring at the lake.

They all believed in Caesar extremely without any wavering, and believed that what should come will come.

Then, a little golden light suddenly bloomed in the center of the lake. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!