I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World Chapter 621: : That is the fate of the times

Artoria suddenly spoke, causing Silent to shift her gaze to her.

At this time, she is still wearing that black suit, and her long hair is simply tied and put down naturally, giving the incomparably delicate face a feeling of heroism, and the blue eyes are even more beautiful. With some kind of pleading gesture.

Lives are more picturesque than anime.

The silence can't help but feel nostalgic. He used to be a full-fledged chef for a while. Although he can't find the enthusiasm at that time at this moment, but looking at the real Arturia, recalling the life as an ordinary person, There is still an inexplicable touch.

This softens his gaze.

Arturia captured it keenly, and the original nervous feeling calmed down a little. Her back was still straight, but her expression was no longer cold, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she assumed a well-behaved posture.

She was desperate for answers.

"I already know your wish."

Looking at her silently, with a shallow smile, after organizing the language in her mind, she continued:

"Any wish, no matter how ridiculous, unreal, or impossible it sounds, as long as the will to cherish it is strong, it has equal status with me, i.e., relying on myself It will be possible to make it happen.”

Just this sentence, Artoria's expression became faintly excited.

Although the Holy Grail seems to be achievable as well.

But if there's another way, she's going to try it anyway.

"But..." Silent suddenly changed his voice, "The premise is that this wish itself will not cause contradictions."

“…”

Artoria's body trembled.

What does this mean?

"You are the king, not to command the strong, but to lead the weak and weak." After a pause, his gentle eyes were still fixed on Arturia, and he continued in a slow voice, "But you Failed to do so, the kingdom fell under your leadership, so you rejected your value as a king, and you wished to erase everything you did as a king—this contradicts your wish, because the kingdom's The destruction is not your fault, it is the fate of the era, no one in that era can change it, no matter whether the king is you or not, what you have done is the same, fate has already decided the outcome of Britain."

When this paragraph stopped, Artoria's heart was undoubtedly shaken.

Perhaps because of the power of the person in front of him to see through everything.

She didn't force the king's dignity, and the weakest part of her heart was uncontrollably exposed. She asked with a panic and anxious expression:

"Fate decides the outcome of Britain. Excuse me, what does this mean?"

She really wanted to use the Holy Grail to return to the time when she had not drawn the sword in the stone, thinking that if it wasn't her who drew the sword at that time, and if she hadn't become king, Britain would not have been destroyed.

But at this time listening to the answer from the Lord of Destiny.

It doesn't seem to be what she thinks it is.

"Literally."

Silence said slowly, stretched out her hand, and stretched it towards Artoria's forehead. She didn't evade, but just pleadingly hoped to get an answer.

And at the moment of touch.

Various images appeared in her mind.

There are countless parallel worlds. There are pictures of her becoming a king, and there are pictures of King Arthur becoming a king completely different from her. Even if the characters of the kings are different and their fates are different, without exception, Britain will eventually usher in the the end of destruction.

"The development of civilization is bound to go down the wrong path, then go through the process of destruction, and gradually find the right direction in countless rebirths." A silent and gentle voice entered her mind, "Do you want to To save Britain, the wish is easy, because you can stand directly on the right answers, you can use knowledge to create prosperity, you can use power to drive out threats, you can create an eternal kingdom of gods, but, in your deep inside, that's not your Britain anymore."

This is Arturia's biggest problem.

Really saving Britain is very easy for the jar, it is nothing more than opening up a new time line, allowing her to farm with advanced knowledge, as much prosperity as she wants, and as much success as she wants.

However, she couldn't forgive herself.

That kind of prosperity couldn't make her forget the image of the mountains and blood in her mind.

Even if time goes back, even if everything is changed, the Britannia that belongs to her has been destroyed forever. A wish to veto oneself will not work here in Silent, because it is based on fate, not hard work.

And Artoria looked at all this in her mind.

The back, which was straight at all times, was finally powerless.

There was no cry, but tears flowed from the dull blue pupils and slid across the fair skin.

She finally understood.

No matter what she does and how hard she tries, Britain will be destroyed. This is the limit of the times, it is a joke of fate. If you want to save Britain, you can only turn your fate with knowledge beyond the times, but these do not belong to that anyone of the era.

"How ridiculous." She murmured with tears in her eyes, "Isn't the fate of the kingdom led by the king at all?"

"In the absence of God and external interference, history can only be created by the masses of the people. The king is also a part of the masses. Your election is the choice of the times and the people. From a historical point of view, you are also very It has accomplished its mission well and pushed the history of civilization a big step forward."

Silence retracted his palm and said softly:

"You are now in a future history, this is an opportunity, everything I said to you today has been concluded in the knowledge of this era, so read some more books, you need a good Understand and decide your own wish, whether you want to reverse everything or accept everything, and sacrifice to me after you decide, no matter what your final wish is~IndoMTL.com~ You will get the opportunity to seize your wish from the gift. "

"Yeah." Arturia responded in a low voice.

She seems to have an answer.

But the answer was not what she expected.

She is still shedding tears, and her heart is full of confusion and repressed sadness. At this time, she is not the ideal king worshipped by thousands of people on the throne, but just like a weak, weeping, Lonely girl.

Irisviel seems to want to comfort her, but she doesn't know how to do it. In her capacity, the comfort she speaks will only seem weak.

Emiya Kiritsugu has an indifference in his heart, and Artoria is the unrealistic dreamer he resists, just empty of goals and dreams.

Roger was a little emotional, but his excitement came from witnessing something he had never experienced before.

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