"Feel it? The artery of the Sword of Victory."
"Yeah, I feel it. It's just like Artoria. It's very warm."
I closed my eyes, enjoying it, and sighed from the bottom of my heart.
"That's good."
Although the world is dark with eyes closed. But surprisingly, I could feel the smile in Artoria's calm voice. It was the happiest emotion she had ever shown.
She seemed satisfied that I could feel the "heartbeat" of the Victory Sword through interlocking with her soul.
The next moment, an endless aura of solemnity came from the small hand that seemed to be weak, and the "Friend of Victory" held indirectly also emitted a sharp aura like an iron horse, making it originally filled with darkness and tranquility, and then was In Alto Heya's inner world, which was dotted with joy, earth-shaking changes suddenly occurred. A huge gold-cast code and a blood-stained golden sword suddenly appeared in this boundless world. "Extraordinarily conspicuous, representing the solemn code and the long strides of righteous killing." The huge aura exuded filled the entire inner world, almost suffocating.
There was no reason for it, I felt it. My inner world has been connected with Artoria. At this moment, this solemn and righteous world with the code and the sword hanging high is dominated by Artoria and the sword of victory in her hand. We Three common worlds.
Then, Artoria's cold and solemn voice slowly sounded in the world.
"As you said, as you wish. I, Alto Diya, hereby swear that I will be a shield for the man in front of me, Druid Wu Fan. All those who try to impose harm and death on him will surely stand against him. My opposition will be blocked by me, my sword will be stained with blood, until my body is shattered, until my heart falls, can I step on my body and confront him, in the name of Arturia, I swear !!”
The last two words were whispered by Arturia, causing the entire solemn and majestic world to echo her vow over and over again, as if it would never end.
Savoring the solemn vows that echoed in my ears, without any reason, I had a realization - perhaps, these words now are Artoria's real wedding vows, belonging only to the two of us. oath.
However, this oath like protecting a knight feels a bit awkward. Could it be that as a knight? of Altojoya. Does the protective will of a knight in your heart also belong to the level of a king?
"Fan, can you accept my oath?"
While I was in a daze, Artoria's voice sounded again.
Saying no at this time is equivalent to your girlfriend asking you if you love me, and you saying you don't love me at all is just an act of provocation to make the other person sad and disappointed.
"Of course I do. My wife Artoria, please be my shield. I promise that I will use the sword in my hand to kill a path of blood leading to the light for you, your clan, and the entire Dark Continent. Road, any enemy who attempts to crush you will be torn apart by my sword first."
As my firm and powerful words echoed throughout the world, the huge dictionary hanging high above the inner world, a long sword exuding the light of justice, also changed, and with another blurry projection As they appeared, their positions continued to move slowly. When this blurry projection, like the code, was a huge code, it gradually became clear until it was no different from the real thing. The two books appeared like shields. The cross is crossed, and the sword is held high. Go through the middle of the two intertwined books. A new body position has been formed." Ahem, it's the position.
right.
Oh, is this something that belongs to me? From the beginning, I have been wondering why the world composed of myself, Artoria, and the Sword of Victory only has symbols representing Artoria and the Sword of Victory, but not myself? Sure enough, aren't you going to come out now?
When I came back to my senses, I took a serious look at those three things: a long sword that radiated light, and two gold-cast books that were like code books.
The shape of the long sword is undoubtedly what we saw in the arena today. The invisible sword that revealed itself when Artoria cast her ultimate move, the Golden Sword, the Divine Weapon Sword, ahem, its real name is Victory. Well, if you really want to care about it, you have to add a bracket after the name and fill in the two characters "SEAL".
There are two huge gold-cast books that look like code books. On the cover of one of them, there is a big word "king" written on it. There is no doubt that this should be a symbol of Artoria.
In other words, the other book belongs to me. With curiosity and excitement, I moved my eyes to the cover of the other book.
Well, the number of words seems to be a few more than the big king character in Alto Heya that shows the kingly demeanor. These days, more words are not necessarily good. I glanced at it and realized that I probably thought like this .
Then, those big characters flashed with light. It comes into view.
The orientations of the glyphs correspond to each other. :. When there are three letters, then, the big character in the center that radiates light."
emperor! !
Could it be said that I have been criticized by the world?
If this is the case, there is no doubt that this is the sharpest complaint I have ever received since I came to the Dark Continent.
"Emperor, what are the other three? It's a bit like ancient writing
Arturia's eyes seemed to have fallen on my book, and she said to herself with a tone of great confusion.
Stop looking at it, you bastard! !
As my hands loosened, this imaginary inner world also collapsed in an instant. Arturia and I opened our eyes at the same time, and we were still in the same place facing the cool night breeze, surrounded by light and darkness. On the colored crystal tree stand.
"Well, I saw it right. Fan, you will definitely become an excellent king."
After coming back to her senses, Artoria looked at me with a smile on her face. The dull hair on her forehead rotated for a week and a half, and then moved slightly in the breeze.
You see, when this idiot says something stupid, that idiot will turn on its own. Can this kind of words that can't even deceive her own subconscious be used to persuade others?
Seeing my distant and noncommittal expression, Alto became cautious.
"Fan, don't underestimate yourself, look. Doesn't the book that is your symbol have an emperor written on it? This is already the best proof."
Yes, if there are no other three letters, it may still be somewhat convincing, but with these three letters, the meaning is completely different, such as the dead house emperor, the Tucao emperor, or the tragedy emperor.
"It's just the three characters surrounding the word "Dichang". What do they mean and what do they represent? Could it be said that "in order for Fan to become the emperor, these three elements must be gathered together?" ! ! "
Artoria was completing it in her head. The dull hair on his forehead turned faster and faster.
Yes, as long as I can get these three things together in the Dark Continent, I can indeed break new ground and survive like an "emperor"... I may not mean that one by one, I will save the world, and my plan will be a filibuster. Yes ※
"Okay, Artoria, don't think about it. I believe the answer will come to light one day."
Seeing Arturia still thinking hard, I was really afraid that her brain would smoke due to overloaded calculations. I pulled the little hand in the wedding dress and faced the refreshing night wind and the dancing brilliance of the crystal tree. Move forward slowly.
After walking dozens of steps, I suddenly stopped and looked back at Arturia.
"That" Artoria, which direction is our home? "
The Crystal Tree, which is taller, wider and hundreds of times thicker than a skyscraper, allows ordinary people to walk up the tree trunk structure without spending any effort.
Of course, as a sacred object of the elves. The only people who can live here are Arlandlan, the great elder of the Elf clan, and Artoria, who is the king. Even the previous king, Queen Attis, did not have such honor. It can be seen from this point alone. , Artoria has now surpassed Attis in terms of popularity and prestige, but she does not have this awareness herself.
For Queen Attis, who sacrificed herself to open the Holy Land for her, Arturia always felt a huge gratitude that could not be expressed in words. With the death of Attis, this gratitude gradually Rising to admiration, therefore. Arturia always felt that she was far inferior to Queen Attis, which also spurred her to keep working hard so that one day she could become as kind and upright as Queen Attis. A kind, majestic queen with a mind that embraces all things and a leader who dares to sacrifice herself, and then transcends.
Now, except for Arlandran and Artoria. The Crystal Tree has another guest, myself.
Of course, I have absolutely reason to believe that I am able to live in the Crystal Tree only because Artoria’s home is here. This allows me to enjoy this honor and have another kind of "marriage". The chicken "marries" the dog and the dog's frustrations arise.
It feels like I want to marry into my wife, whatever. One day Artoria went to the camp, and I responded by finding a privileged accommodation.
As if walking in a dreamlike crystal world, spreading along the crystal tree, about a hundred meters above the ground, Arturia stopped in front of a wooden door.
This is Artoria, no, from now on, it will be our home.
When I opened the door, I was greeted by a hall with an elegant and simple style. What impressed me most was the rows of bookshelves filled with heavy books. At first glance, it looked as good as Princess Sanwu’s library. suspicion.
The so-called house is originally a tree hole naturally formed by the Crystal Tree. The inside is naturally not round or square like an ordinary house. But the elves who are known as masters of art fully bring out the beauty of irregularities. It gives people a refreshing feeling.
"On the left is the study. When I get up in the morning and at night, unless something unexpected happens, I will stay here."
Arturia opened another door for me, still in a simple and elegant style that filled my eyes. The difference is that most of the bookshelves inside are filled with manuscripts, and the huge desk, which is about three square meters, is also filled with documents.
Looking at the pile of documents, Artoria frowned slightly. Almost instinctively, she took a step and sat on the desk chair. Her petite body was instantly buried in the pile of documents, and then, as if she had already As if instinctively, he took out a quill from the pen holder, filled it with ink, and drew a document onto the table. Start checking and giving comments.
Tick tock "tick tock"
I counted the time, ten seconds passed, twenty seconds passed, until thirty-six past one, Arturia suddenly raised her head from the pile of documents, looked through the gaps between the piles of documents, and gave me an apologetic expression. Eyes.
"Sorry, Fan, I didn't know it,"
"No, it doesn't matter, it's very interesting. Also. Artoria, this is the third time you've said sorry to me today."
I snickered in my heart and shook my head, paraphrasing what Artoria often said to myself: Well, it's really your silly style, Artoria.
After walking out of the mountain of documents, Arturia continued to take me around to get familiar with this new home.
This is a study room specially organized for you. Please feel free to use it in the future.
Pushing open a brand new door, the elegantly arranged furniture inside exudes a fresh smell. It is indeed a newly tidied house, and there is a small room for resting in it, which means that if there is a fight between himself and Arturia, he will go there. If she refuses to let me in, can she still sleep here? What a tragic setting.
The tree hole formed naturally today is very big. Not to mention Altohoya alone, even if I are added to it, it is too big. There is still a lot of unused space in it. Let’s wait until we think of what else is needed.
Oh, by the way, all the walls in the house have been painted with a special paint. Don’t forget where we are, the inside of the Crystal Tree. If nothing is painted, the brilliance of the Crystal Tree is enough to make the entire It sounds nice to hear that your home has become like a crystal palace, but imagine it. If you install lights on all four walls of your home, including the ceiling and floor, and turn them on 24 hours a day, everything you look at will be filled with dazzling light. Can people live in such a place?
"This is the bedroom."
Finally, Arturia finally opened the forbidden door. After swallowing a sip of saliva, I slowly stepped inside with steps as stiff as a robot.
There's nothing special about it, just a big bed. Some furniture exuding the scent of wood, dotted with potted plants, a set of white and elegant tea sets on the table, several bookshelves, desks and chairs, all very simple.
But I can't help the ambiguous atmosphere exuded by the pink mattress and the hanging bed gauze, you bastard! !
While I was tightly covering my nose that was spewing out blood due to lust, I was dumbfounded as I felt the ambiguous atmosphere exuding from the wedding room in front of me. Arturia had already passed from behind. Wearing a white wedding dress, she slowly came to the bed and sat down with elegant steps. The white wedding dress and pink quilt were connected together, adding a bit of ambiguity.
Those beautiful green eyes looked over. Zhener Tozenya showed a confused expression,
"Although I temporarily learned a lot of knowledge about being a newlywed wife from the great elder, theory and practice are two different things after all. Many of them also made me very confused. For example, what does it mean to feel a little pain at the beginning? "
Arturia seemed to be talking to herself and to me, and then she seemed to decide something. nodded.
"So, it's up to you to decide tonight. Please don't be polite and teach me what I should do as a newlywed wife."
With a serious expression that left people speechless, after saying this, Artoria was like an elegant white swan, leaning her curvaceous upper body back and lying down gently on the bed. Golden hair, snow-like skin, white wedding dress. There is also a pink bedding. These wonderful colors seem to melt into one. The posture of lying on the bed asking for everything is so tempting that the bright red liquid finally seeps out from the gaps between the fingers that are tightly covered.
