Identify the representative of the class of contrasts in all worlds, I am the sun

"Cornus, this one can be defeated without mercy," Merlin said gently.

Ruthless?

Everyone looked at each other, and old man Sengo Muramasa couldn't help but want to draw his sword.

Is this human language? Is this a merciless question? Merlin, do you want to rip out half of your human blood?

Don't be a human being, just live your nightmare!

That is the God of Creation, and a dead God of Creation is more terrifying than a living one!

Just one high-level Moss was enough to take on, and now Cornus, who was submerged in endless curses and pollution for fourteen thousand years, was being mercilessly used against them?

For a moment, everyone's eyes on Merlin changed.

"Fu Fu——!" Fu Fu's eyes were sharp and she growled in a low voice.

This damn bastard isn't trying to make Mashu self-destruct again?!

"Ah, calm down, I'm just kidding. We came here to find a solution~ But Cornus is an opponent that requires us to use all our trump cards to barely eliminate him," Merlin said hurriedly.

Soon, everything was ready, and the memory of winter arrived. Artoria closed her eyes and faced her own memory.

It was a bitterly cold winter, with the wind howling. Artoria reviewed her memories again, her eyes full of emptiness. Whether she was awake or asleep, she was trembling in the wind.

The rumbling sound of the wind seemed to damage one's ears. Without any decoration on his body, he felt as if he was frozen.

Everything around was pure black, there was no warmth at all, and there was no place to go. This was what Altria saw. Britain seemed like hell to her.

But everyone placed their hopes on Altria, and her so-called mother believed in everything about her, and everything... would be used for them.

The opinions of the goblins in the village were divided into two camps, but both sides came to the same conclusion.

"In any case, the Child of Prophecy can be useful, so raise her until she is 16 years old." Artoria was raised in the stable.

In short, this is what happened to Altria. She was raised as a tool until she was 16 years old, and eventually served the village as the child of prophecy. She had no gratitude and no hatred. For Altria, she was reluctant, but she did not deny the result.

Because, fairies and the like...there's nothing worth reminiscing about.

There was nothing that could be done about it, as he had unknowingly learned his mission, which was to rescue the fairies of Britain, free them from their suffering, and give them the proper redemption, but this would ultimately destroy Britain.

She understood this very well.

Whether it was harsh treatment or abuse, I could endure it as long as there was a reason, but... there was only the voice in my head.

It was unbearable. Even if she closed her eyes or fell asleep, she could still hear deception, self-preservation, selfishness, and jealousy. Altria could hear the voices of all the fairies.

It's a noble mission, but saving a fairy like that...isn't worth it.

At 12, she met Merlin, who was too frivolous...

On the day he set out on his journey at the age of 16, the Staff of Selection was confiscated—and the memory of winter ended.

Autumn Memories: When she was 12 years old, the village chief asked Altria to bring something to the Earth Clan on the cliff. It was a blacksmith fairy...

Having never seen anything like this before, Artoria was extremely excited. However, when she saw the man, she was shocked. A short, fat, fierce old man...

This is a strange man who lived on the cape hundreds of years ago.

Although the first impression she had of him was not very good, after getting to know him, Altria felt that although this old man was strict and aloof, he never lied until the very end and was a friend worthy of respect.

"The voice is too soft, I can't hear it, I can't hear it at all! It's so soft and it's considered a holy sword!" The old man scolded.

What? It's obviously your ears that are not working well...

So this is what it means to become a holy sword...

I didn’t understand it then, but now I understand.

The old man hated all goblins. The voice in his heart, the color of his soul, turned black because of his disgust. He was just a fat black man...

Of course, Altria only dared to say this secretly in her heart, otherwise she would definitely be hit on the head by a sledgehammer...

But unexpectedly, she was left behind. As the child of prophecy, she had an additional training. Four years passed quickly, and many unpleasant things happened during this period.

For example, the abominable Bagster, also known as the goblin Gawain, actually mocked her short stature as soon as they met!

Damn it!

I will never forget this foul-mouthed guy!

At the end of the memory... Artoria could no longer remember clearly... No, she just didn't want to remember it. The whole village was engulfed in flames.

That old man...Grandpa, the person closest to her, also died...She didn't kill him herself, but what difference did it make?

She didn't know who her grandfather was, nor did she know why he helped her to this extent. All she knew was the voice that still echoed in her heart.

"It doesn't matter. As long as the mission is completed, that's all that matters, right? As long as everyone is satisfied, that's all that matters, right?"

Altria was in tears, crying loudly and grieving!

Only those who are still alive can hear her heartbeat, no matter how many times, no matter how many times she is lost, she can immediately cheer up. This is her strength.

Grasp the chosen staff tightly, put on the hat—

"Goodbye, everyone. Thank you for raising me until I was 16. I am the one who will bring true salvation to Britain."

But the new journey was not smooth. What child of prophecy? It was just a village girl. The child of prophecy, what a joke.

After all, the fairies of Britain would feel disgusted the moment they saw her.

So Altria went to the Lost Forest, where she met Ritsuka who had lost her memory. Unable to leave it alone, a new journey began again.

"Haruhi's memories are made up only of things that made her happy. The obstacle here is..." Merlin frowned.

"If the holy sword is forged, Artoria will disappear, right?" Muramasa asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, as the price for confirming the Holy Sword, she will disappear," Merlin said silently. "This is the mission and function of the fairies of Paradise. Forging a Holy Sword is not that simple."

"All her experiences, memories, spiritual foundations, destiny, emotions, and so on, will be used as materials to forge the holy sword."

In other words, from the very beginning, Altria was just a tool, and all her joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness were just nutrients for the holy sword...

This is not a sacrifice, at most it is an equal exchange, and it must be Artoria.

Once the mission is completed, life will end. Artoria knew this from the beginning, Merlin said calmly.

Artoria understood everything from the moment she arrived at the Spirit Cave. Even if there was coercion, she was heading to the chosen place based on her own will.

...What a shitty fate!!!

Why do we have to decide someone else's fate? Who agreed to this?! Who agreed to this?!

Ritsuka Fujimaru clenched his fists, but felt deeply powerless.

When they came to their senses, Altria had woken up. Everyone was shocked. Where was the memory of spring?

Looking at everyone's astonished expressions, Altria gave a bitter and awkward smile.

No... happy memories.

No matter what, this shouldn't happen... Looking at Altria who was pretending to be confused with a fake smile, Muramasa remained silent, his heart filled with pain.

"Yeah, no matter what, that won't work," Muramasa said with his eyes lowered. He looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka, and when he saw that the orange-haired girl also had an angry look on her face, Muramasa smiled with relief.

· 0Request flowers· ······

"But, Fujimaru Ritsuka, I'm relieved that you're so angry. Let's leave the rest to the elders."

Mashu was a little confused.

"Alright, let's run, or she'll really run ahead alone," Muramasa quickly caught up with Altria, muttering in an imperceptible voice, "No matter what, this is the end of a long journey, I have to seriously witness the completion of this mission."

The wind howled, the starry sky shone

——Whenever I close my eyes, I am here

But this is not right, it is a lie. In fact, closing your eyes is no different from falling asleep. In her eyes, the world always looks like this. These winds and dark clouds are not actually storms, they are all the voices of the people.

But the darkness refused to dissipate, and the wind kept blowing. In this filthy land, she had to complete the mission of the fairy of paradise.

But...I can't do it. This kind of thing is absolutely impossible!

No matter how much she cried, no one would hear her. Besides, even her own voice was blown away by the wind, so how could she ask for help?

After experiencing various things in the village and understanding the hearts of the fairies, the storm became more and more intense. I didn't know which direction to go or what to aim for.

......... ... .......

Sometimes, Artoria felt that His Majesty Morgan was quite lucky, as he made Britain his own country. Because he had such a firm goal, he could move forward without confusion in the storm!

But she had nothing, nothing, nothing at all. She hated Britain, she hated fairies, she hated humans. Why should she save the things she hated?

Her path was given by Artoria Pendragon, the king of Britain in pan-human history.

But after hearing the story of the Knight King, she felt disgusted from the bottom of her heart. The ideal knight lived his life for others and dedicated everything to the future king of Britain.

She didn't want to become like that, but forging the holy sword was her destiny and it couldn't be changed.

Without the Holy Sword, Britain would have had a different ending. No, this is so much better... so be it...

But only she can save that girl. Every time the bell rang, Altria thought so. But, the planet is still watching, right?

In the storm, a bright star never changed. It was neither the goal she longed for nor something precious, but it was always there, no matter howling winds or gathering dark clouds, it was always there.

She never stopped, not wanting to lose to it, not wanting to lose to this storm cloud...

The fairy in paradise has no spring and nothing to gain, so she wants to know the reason for her persistence. What does the star mean to an ordinary girl like her?

The chosen place, the forge of the holy sword—

The stars are shining outside the window, and inside the tower, there is a mysterious and magical atmosphere.

Merlin explained to everyone that this was the core of the universe at the center, and it was where the fairies of paradise returned.

As long as Artoria joins in, the holy sword will be forged. Not only in this Lostbelt, but also in pan-human history where the concept of the holy sword is blank, people will finally get the holy sword instead of it being recorded.

It is the property of mankind in this era and a weapon to fight against alien invasions!

Make the impossible possible, make 0 become 1——

"Is that so? Then we must do it," Altria said with a smile. "Britain can be restored to its original state, and the outside world can also be saved. It really kills two birds with one stone."

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In the Ten Thousand Worlds, everyone was silent for a long time.

Finally, after a period of silence, it broke out completely!

Damn Merlin, damn goblin!!! Die!!! Enter.

The 324th Hero! Emiya Giant Warrior! He's so hot!!! He's got the whole place on fire!

Merlin did nothing and let things develop. He knew everything, but he always treated the world with a fun attitude.

Didn't Altria regard Merlin as a teacher and a friend?

Yes, whether in pan-human history or the Lostbelt, Artoria regarded Merlin as a friend and a teacher.

But what about Merlin?

Merlin, who has the ability to see far away, knew Altria's fate from the beginning, but he did not change it. Merlin only led the girl onto the road of no return, and then lived a life of entertainment.

Damn it!

It’s hard, the fist is hard!

.........

Aqua: "Training with your own body? Is Paradise Avalon some kind of cult?! Why let that silly, cute golden retriever go through this?"

Sengo Muramasa: "Depriving me of my memories, emotions, and experiences, and then transforming my body into a holy sword, how disgusting!"

Shirai Kuroko: "It's really hard to risk your life to save people you hate."

Chaos Evil Gudako: "I didn't expect that even the succubus protagonist didn't leave C-dai with a single fond memory this time."

Sakata Gintoki: "Ah? Isn't this moral kidnapping? Torturing this kid even when he's asleep, constantly reminding him of his bullshit mission. This damn world isn't going to explode. Are you going to save me?"

【"937" has a lot of news, the news is not as good as the previous one, it is not as good as the previous one.

..............

Einzbern family

"I haven't found the answer yet, so I have to keep going."