Story of Longevity

"Well, it's difficult."

Ilia thought for a while and declared:

"The Miss King Arthur you want to see is now in a semi-heroic state. Although she is protected by Merlin, she has also signed a contract with her restraint power, and is sent to various parallel worlds to maintain the balance of the world...Speaking of King Arthur you want to see I don't know exactly which one."

There is only one real King Arthur, which is recorded on the Heroic Seat, but there are countless on the side of each parallel world, seven job agencies, five-color teams, eight major reversals, blackened and cute future bodies... everything.

However, Lancelot suddenly showed a sunny smile and said:

"Where, Ms. Einzbern, you don’t have to think about it. The most public (not) righteous (mixed) dignified (private) natural (sentiment) must be the king who spent my knighthood with me, other People are definitely fakes from my king."

"Ah... even if you say this kind of affectionate confession with a smile on your face, I can't understand your realm."

Having thoroughly seen the virtues of the strongest knight of the Round Table, Illiya had no hope of normal people for this Wang Chu.

"No, but in terms of viewing value alone, various kings..."

"Enough, enough!-Your personal settings are already excessive enough." Ilia violently interrupted Lancelot's excessive self-destruction.

Lancelot, who was forcibly interrupted by Ilia, not only didn't mean to be angry, but laughed a little at himself, and said dumbly:

"...Well, is that so? That's right. As you said, Ms. Einzbern, I'm really an excessive person."

"I know you are a hopeless person, but what does this have to do with now?"

Although the law firm has quit, it seems that the current employment agency also has life consulting services, and Illiya is right... after a while, I will charge more handling fees.

"Speak out your misfortune, maybe you can get a little hope from me?"

"...Really, I can't thank you enough."

Lancelot first bowed his head to thank him, and then began to describe himself:

"Presumably a person like you already knows what he did in the past--"

If he, as a courtier, turned the princess's fascination over, finally snatched the king’s woman, hid in the territory as a tortoise, and beat other colleagues back one by one, Illya really knew A... Anyway, the expensive circle is really messy.

"As you know, I am actually not the shining person in the history. Some Wuyong biography is a false history that others misunderstood on me. In fact, although I am very strong and look glorious, I am actually An ugly anti-thief inside."

"You are a little conscious?"

"Yes, I am very conscious of what an ugly person I am.

But because of me, Wang accepted me very generously, forgave me, even trusted me... This made my heart very painful.

Even in the pain, I blamed the reason for my pain, the reason for the princess's pain on the king who died early...Haha, the level of ugliness is higher, I myself have underestimated myself. "

"You are not saved." After hearing this declaration from her own mouth again, Illiya spit out unconsciously.

The more persistent people are, the easier it is to get lost, and the more confused they are, the easier it is to go crazy. Berserker’s career is not a career that can be achieved by adding a [Brazil: A] skill. It needs a suitable carrier.

With a suitable carrier, all maddened D-classes can leapfrog directly into maddened A-class.

"Yes!-I am a scum! A scum with a glamorous appearance!"

Lancelot put his hand on his chest, as if to say something proud, and said his own evaluation:

"However, this is the kind of me, but my king accepted me sincerely, and only my king would believe me unconditionally, even if he sacrificed himself, he didn't complain to me..."

"So what?" Illya no longer wanted to hear this man who had been crazy once belittle herself in front of her and praise King Arthur.

"Ahem, disrespectful, a little too devoted. I actually meant to say--compared to my king like this, nothing is better."

Lancelot sorted out his state, and then said:

"After the madness was lifted, I once again recalled some of my life so far. I discovered that there is actually nothing worthy of nostalgia and persistence in my life except my king.

You said you are going to invade this world, I don't care, there is no king in this era.

You said that the Holy Grail War is an arranged drama. I was deceived, but I don't care about ~www.ltnovel.com~ I am good at anything like that.

It's just that if you lose the Holy Grail, you lose the opportunity to see my king again, which makes me a little disappointed. "

It turned out that the current Lancelot had already begun to give up on himself. In his eyes, there was no other important thing except Altria.

"How are you going to meet King Arthur?"

"Of course it is to ask for punishment from my king, and it is best to let my king end my sinful life."

"Sure enough?!" Illiya wanted to eliminate the trouble directly here.

However, Lancelot bent down his waist and said sincerely:

"Ms. Einzbern, I'm just a side of Lancelot on the Hall of Valor, a ghost. What do you want to do with me, I have no complaints at all. I will do my best to cooperate with you if you want me to do anything. .

However, no matter how ugly, embarrassed, dirty, depraved, or betrayed the world, as long as you can see my king again, be complained by her, be blamed by her, be reprimanded by her, and finally die under her sword. If so, then everything is worth it. "

"..."

A neat black suit and a meticulous attitude, but the words spoken are so humble, it really makes Ilia do not know how to deal with it.

This kind of existence seems to be only obsessive. Does modern society need him? Ilia didn't know how to introduce him to work.

And he seems to be a bit worse than the original historical trajectory, than the performance in "Please, Einzbern Consulting Room".

[That's actually because the way he died was wrong, and the time you gave him to relieve his madness was wrong. Xingke finally interrupted at this time.

"Huh? How to say?"