Just as her self wielding the Holy Sword chose to act as an ordinary knight after letting go of her burdens, she was now the King of the Past wielding the Holy Lance, a guardian protecting this beautiful world who had come from the distant ends of the earth. This world was so beautiful, so she would definitely protect it well!
This was her new task and mission as King Arthur after ending her mission as the King of Humans!
The time her royal sister was attacked and the time Berserker went mad were simply too close together. Artoria herself did not quite believe there was no connection between the two, especially at such a critical juncture. Therefore, Artoria still wanted to go check on the rampaging Berserker. Most importantly, the aura on Berserker seemed somewhat different from what she had initially sensed.
If she wasn't guessing wrong, that slight difference appearing on Berserker should be the reason for his active attack during the day. Otherwise, Berserker wouldn't risk causing such collateral damage to launch a frenzied attack in broad daylight, and in a residential area at that.
Now that that person was going to help her royal sister, she could go directly to deal with Berserker. After all, that person had a good relationship with her royal sister; it seemed her royal sister was even that person's magecraft teacher. If one really asked about the relationship between the three of them, her royal sister and that person might actually be closer.
After all, in my memories, my royal sister only caused me trouble in the distant past.
Inside the illusion, Morgan looked at the scattered flesh shattered by magical energy, and the man standing upon the flesh with a smile still on his face, and couldn't help but curl her lips. "You are simply like a cockroach with tenacious vitality; you can't be killed no matter how much you are stomped on....."
Flauros opened his hands. "How can you describe us Demon Gods as cockroaches? If you really want to use that description, it should apply to you humans—existences that parasitize this planet and constantly repeat various tragedies and cruel stories. We have pondered countless times, why is there such a result? The final answer obtained is only..... the current world is a mistake!"
Flauros reached out his hand towards the witch before him. "If it is you, you should be able to understand us. This world that did not choose you to become the King of the Island should be a mistake. This world ought to be torn down and started over!! Let us create a more beautiful paradise. You are qualified to become a god of the new world together with us!!"
Their Demon Gods' wish was great. Their Demon Gods' ideal was noble. To bring eternal life to this world, letting everything be without death, or even aging.
In this way, tragedies should no longer appear in the new world, nor would the suffering of all living beings.
Although their goal was destruction, was there not reconstruction and rebirth atop this destruction?
Morgan looked at the existence before her and couldn't help but shake her head. "Who told you that I feel dissatisfied about not becoming the Lord of the Island? On the contrary, I am very happy, and also very angry. My poor sister eventually became a victim of the times; this point makes me extremely unhappy! As for not selecting me? That was not my loss."
Flauros opened his eyes, looking at the witch before him and spreading his hands. "It is precisely because of the dissatisfaction in your heart that you should join us in carving out a new world!!"
"Shut up—!!"
Before Flauros could finish his sentence, he was directly stopped by Morgan. "Although I feel dissatisfied with my sister's experience, it is regrettable that she seems to have found peace and does not think the past is something that needs changing!! In that case, by asking me to change the world, who are you insulting? Insulting me, or insulting my sister who was King?!"
She had no past she wanted to change. Even the more than 1,000 years of chaos were a lesson she had to swallow. The former her, perhaps due to complex feelings toward her sister or perhaps due to guilt deep in her heart she hadn't noticed, hoped to resurrect her. But if her sister herself had no past she wanted to change, what reason did she have to act arbitrarily?
In these long years, acting arbitrarily had long since become meaningless...
Most importantly, her sister was the King. Since her sister was the King, her own actions couldn't very well slap her sister in the face. Although she didn't quite understand what she was thinking during the chaotic period in the distant past, shouldn't it be a case of "shared glory and shared shame"? After all, she couldn't let others laugh at the Pendragon family.
This Demon God before her inviting her to change the world—wasn't that insulting the people they used to be? No matter what kind of past, no matter what kind of ending, at least for them, those were the marks and glory they had left behind. Wouldn't changing the past be equivalent to making them deny themselves?
If one denied even oneself, what kind of hero would they be? This sentence, no matter which Heroic Spirit it was applied to, was absolutely a landmine. How should I put it?Although these fellows say the King they once served did not understand the human heart, looking at it now, these Demon Gods do not understand the human heart at all either.
Flauros did not understand why the witch before him was so angry. However, one thing was certain: the witch before him had rejected their invitation. Really, in the long years, has people's awe for the 72 Demon Gods disappeared?Is their great undertaking so unappealing?
As long as the mistaken present is sacrificed, a greater, more perfect future can be created.Isn't this what people often call 'to give is to get'?Moreover, it is discarding a mistake to welcome beauty.
Flauros still did not understand that their current way of thinking was arrogance. Ultimately, they were not human. Ultimately, they were existences with strength surpassing normal people. Ultimately, they made judgments and choices alone, like gods. This was something that humans were destined to rebel against and refuse. Furthermore, don't forget that humans have a most basic wish and appeal: regardless of the outside world and the future, they want to live.
How many heroes eventually walked through thorns to reach the peak for the sake of the words "to live"? Whether it was a certain boy/girl who climbed to the top in the Moon Holy Grail War, or the Last Master who saved humanity.