Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

"Leah, did you notice?"

"-Ah, I noticed. "

Artoria burst into tears as she spoke.

It looks like he's talking and he doesn't notice.

In this way, such a happy time, a day when no one will be hurt, will continue forever.

"Ah, I can't hide it from you.... I also think that if you are strong and energetic in the end, it will make you feel a lot more at ease. As a result, in the end, it was not done. "

"Well, it's a lot more reassuring to us, but you're so much more energetic than ever, and it scares me. More afraid of you leaving. It's a little ridiculous, but if it's such happiness, I would have chosen to ignore those places..."

"Sorry, I'm not a good actor. "

Moran's eyes were filled with apologies.

The reason why he behaved so energetically in the last time is also due to the reluctance in his heart.

It's not just Artoria and others.

He longed to continue this ordinary day.

His chest was full of remorse and apology.

Imagine being able to join hands with Artoria and others to cross the sea of stars and leave countless warm futures.

There was no sadness at a time when it was so similar to what it is now.

- This dream is too happy.

It was just a dream, and he knew it better than anyone else.

"Moran, you're always like that. Accustomed to letting go of trivial things, and clinging to what you really keep an eye on. Maybe that's your strength, too. "

[Guinevere wants to smile brightly]

【Watching your lover's last journey】

[However, she found it more difficult than expected, and her fingertips and eyelids trembled like rebellion]

[Tears overflow from the eye sockets unconsciously]

[Even so, she tried her best to wipe away her tears, wanting to leave you the most beautiful memory at the end]

"Definitely... Do you want to do this... ～？"

Mordred also endured her sorrow.

She asked in front of Moran with her head down.

"Well, I think a lot....... In order for you to live, you need a miracle of the same. I got a lot because of you, so I have to pay it back. "

"—I don't need it, I don't need it. Compared to that kind of thing, for me, Father, you are irreplaceable..."

"Mordred..."

Moran felt the petite body hug him.

All the reluctance and love she had was passed on, and she wanted to stay with all her might.

Melly casts a spell to make them short-lived.

I got this space to be alone for a while.

The past few days have been filled with laughter and hope.

It's basically repeated over and over again.

Thinking of Artoria, who is so happy to tell her vision of the future, and Mordred and Guinevere, who want to look directly into the future.

Nothing annoying or sad.

I simply wish for a world that is free of sorrow, ordinary and shining with such brilliance.

That's it, something so commonplace.

The mundane and boring daily life in the past is a treasure, and for him, it is a treasure worth cherishing.

"The future, it's beautiful. So, I want you to have a chance to see... I believe that from now on, your story will be engraved in the sea of stars. Mordred, can you keep going?

“...... Well. "

[Mordred sobs and nods]

[She had long been ready for this moment, knowing that she was swaying willfulness before]

[I want to say that I hope he doesn't do this]

[But if this is the dream you expect, then she will never choose to replace it]

“...... Good boy. "

Moran caressed Mordred's cheek.

Finally kissed her forehead.

Gradually, she wanted to restrain her lover's hands to loosen, like opening a closed birdcage.

Let the dragon take off in the underground sky.

The man exuded true ether in the eyes of the women, feeling the return of the familiar pain.

Thoughts don't work in a human way.

Of course, this fact is not all bad for him.

Nestled on him was Albion's last long-cherished wish and a vision of a new future.

[The knights and soldiers look serious]

[Know that there is a knight who has been noble in the past and still is]

[Now, he gives his life for the future of man]

[The Knights of the Round Table learned to exchange the dragon's heart for a future possibility]

[For them who are noble, this is full of sadness] (read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

[Several knights are reluctant to make a choice]

[Because, it is not an act of glory for them to achieve happiness by mutilating their fellow citizens like this]

[How can there be a knight who would kill his companions like this?]

[This is contrary to the original intention of the knights to embark on the expedition]

[They will not choose to turn their backs on their companions in the process]

[I also believe that the king will not be like this]

[The truth is that neither side chose to turn their backs, but the dragon himself chose to dedicate his heart]

[The knights are too ideal and romantic]

[Which of the knights who can follow Artoria's expedition does not believe in the light of the king, and which one does not have romance and dreams in their hearts?]

[The dragon makes a decision for himself]

[However, the knights are still shrouded in sentimentality]

[Compared to the dragon knights who are about to take off and soar, their glory and brilliance are not worth talking about at all]

[Compared with it, it will only be overshadowed]

[Countless knights have already held their swords in both hands before others have commanded them, offering solemnity and love to this dragon that protects the country] (King Mo's) [Gawain and Lancelot are extremely serious]

[I don't want to tarnish the noble and noble will of my friends in front of me]

[Percival hides his face and sheds tears]

[Tristan plays a farewell song of remembrance]

[At any time, the last dragon will be stored in their chests, even when it reaches that sea of stars]

[Really, a group of lovely people]

[It is also a group of dreamy people who are sentimental and nostalgic]

True Aether flows out of the steel form that makes up the dragon, and the dragon that used to work miracles in Britain is reappeared.

There is no doubt that Moran's aurora is extremely dazzling.

But this can't hide a fact.

At this moment, he was infinitely close to the essence of the dragon's corpse, a collection of dying cells scattered from the dragon's corpse.

That is, to penetrate the sea of stars.

The terminal device called the Dragon of the Realm.。。