Chapter 6 Pull the Sword

The moment her hand touched the sword, a dim spread spread, and the girl instantly seemed to be in another era. Everything around is flowing quickly, from coronation to war, from rest to betrayal, the final picture is fixed on this blood-stained sword hill. Only now did Altoria realize that the spear in her hand had pierced a certain knight's body.

When the fantasy picture returned to reality again, Altria's face was a little pale.

"Do you want to decide? Just like what this man said, you have the right to give up." At this moment, Merlin as a magician spoke softly.

"No, although the ending..., but there are many people smiling there, this is enough." Altoria was surprised at first, and then restored her original expression, with a faint smile on her face.

The king saved the country, but the country failed to save the king. This is the sorrow of the king who dedicated himself to the country. But even so, the girl seemed to insist on saving the country.

"The answer is so simple, it's terrible to think about it." Lucifer sighed. I don't know why, looking at the girl in front of him, he seemed to see himself in his previous life.

The self who burns as the king of salaries in the world where the flames will be extinguished.

How long can you burn? I remember someone asked me this question at that time. How did I answer at the time?

"In your eyes, I am not fit to be a king?"

"If it were you, it would undoubtedly be a noble saint king. But..." Lucifer paused for a moment, changed his tone and continued.

"The king is the gear that the country runs. Someone who squinted his eyes once said so. With the king as the foundation, the entire country will be transformed into a huge and sophisticated machine. However, the support of this machine, except for the king, There are other small gears. The more sophisticated the machinery, the more likely it is to break. Once some of the small gears go wrong, the whole machinery will go to ruin."

"The king is the gear of the country. If the responsibility of the king is to promote the operation of the country, I am willing to be that gear."

The girl's expression was very firm. But it is precisely because of this that makes people love.

"It seems that you still understand that before you became the king, you were a human being. People cannot completely remove their hearts and turn them into cold and merciless machines. This is the sadness of mankind, but it is also a fortunate thing."

"If the kingly way I choose is destined to operate only mechanically, I am willing to accept this cold fate."

The knight girl insisted on saying her choice, but Lucifer said the coldest words at this moment.

"Give up, Altoria."

"what!?"

For a moment, Altria's brain was full of anger. It is a feeling that comes from being denied. The denial of the will is more irritating than mocking. She subconsciously thought that the man in front of her didn't understand anything, but was just saying self-righteous things there. She stared at him tightly, as if trying to force him to ask him that reason.

"Just through the eyes of the magician, you have already seen your destined future, that future is too sad, that is not the ending you should have." Lucifer calmly stated his reasons.

However, this reason was not accepted. No, it should be said that it was impossible to be accepted from the beginning.

"If I give up, who will shoulder the responsibility of being the king, who will bear the hope of all the people, and who will save this country on the verge of shattering!" Altoria almost shouted at Lucifer Snarled.

A country on the verge of breaking, but hope is pinned on a knight girl. I don't know if it should be ironic or sad.

"I will bear it, I will bear it, and I will give this country a new life." In the words, Lucifer came to the holy sword. He put his hand on the holy sword and pulled up the holy sword without hesitation.

At this moment, consternation drowned out anger. The knight girl's brain crashed.

"..."

The holy sword that no one can draw in the legend is now in Lucifer's hands.

"Let go, that burden is too heavy for you. You can't calm the urge to be a king in your heart. In the end, you will be completely separated from it and tied to the cross called the Holy King. But even so, you still let this country Continue on. In the end, your sacrifice is meaningless. In the destruction of this country, you are only a material, and burning yourself is only delaying its demise."

The people of Losric may be right, spreading fire is destined to be a cursed road. If the old era does not end, the new era will not come. This time, it seems to be for the same reason again. But I have a different choice.

"I…"

Lucifer's words broke the girl's last line of defense. Yes, if she saved this country, she might be proud of herself. But she did not completely save the country, but let it be destroyed in her own hands again.

Maybe he would not be a qualified king, this kind of thought spread in the heart of the girl.

"The name of the sword is a firm victory. But your heart has been shaken. Do your trembling hands still have the courage to pick up the sword of victory in front of you, Altoria."

Lucifer put the sword in front of the girl's eyes, but the girl seemed to have lost the courage to accept it.

"I... don't know. What the hell is this!"

The girl who was educated to live as a king began to waver for the first time in her life. If the future she sees is a completely saved Britain, she may not be so, but it is not. It is a miserable future. If the man in front of her hadn't pulled up the holy sword, she could still hold on to it. but…

"Put down the sword and be my side."