In a trance, I felt the temperature of the sun shining on my body.

Opening my eyes in the warm breath, I looked up at the bright sky, and white clouds flowed comfortably in the high sky, looking at the vast grassland, extending from my feet to the end of the earth.

Where is this?

There is no lonely wasteland, and there is no cemetery without swords.

In this beautiful world, only touching emotions are filled with the heart.

I felt something, and my mind ran on the grassland with the sound of the wind, and saw a small manor standing quietly on the small slope.

In the flat ground in front of one of the wooden houses, a small blonde girl held a knight's sword in her hands and waved forward with force.

Simple linen cloth fabric, golden ponytail tied behind the head, and a tender and strong little face.

Have some enlightenment in your heart.

This is Saber, the young Artoria before pulling out the sword of the King.

Wave the sword, swing the sword.

For the firm belief in my heart.

You are the king's successor, and the king's blood flows in your body.

The old knight told the girl this way that inside the girl, he felt something like the Lord.

King, what is it?

The king is the one who longs for ending the war and saving the country that is entering a dead state.

If this country can be saved, the people around you will no longer go to the battlefield and die.

That must be very good.

Friends around you don’t have to sacrifice anymore.

If only the king saves this country.

Then there is no need for others to say too much, the girl vowed to swing her sword for this.

Next to the little girl's wooden house, there are children laughing and playing, busy servants, and nobles resting leisurely.

The girl is in the Knights Manor where she is located, so much happiness can be enjoyed, but the girl is still waving her sword intently.

He is simply a natural knight.

As the righteous brother of the swordsman, the son of the old knight who raised the girl, the boy named Kai, once sighed so much about the girl.

Time passes, and the figure wielding the sword never stops.

While honing your body, you are constantly learning exquisite combat skills. With one sword, life and death will be divided into.

However, in the passing of time, all skills are gone, and only the will to swing the sword is left to show before your eyes.

Like a burning soul, dazzling and dazzling.

Looking at the falling sword, I found that I was the one who waved the sword.

The long sword cast by steel in his hand fell, ached in his body and recovered through meditation.

Looking up at the castle behind the hillside, looking down at his figure growing taller.

Maybe, it's time for me to conduct an assessment.

The person who was assessed was Kai.

In front of the adult man, the girl holding her looks so thin.

However, the dancing sword surpassed Kai's height as if it were alive.

Kai lost a move, and the sword in his hand was knocked down. Looking at the girl pointing at him with the sword, the boy was a little relieved and laughed sadly.

"I didn't expect that Riya would become a qualified knight so soon."

He patted the girl's head with a trick, flirting with the girl's soft blonde hair, and Kai suddenly said seriously.

"Since you are qualified to be a knight, then you should understand the knight's responsibilities, right?"

Of course, the girl has long remembered the responsibility of the knight.

Humility, honor, sacrifice, bravery, compassion, honesty, spirit, justice.

With a noble and humble heart, guard your own knighthood and protect the peace of this world.

This belief has long existed in the girl's soul.

"But for you, your Knight Road will have more meaning than others."

It means that I will bear the King's functions.

The girl thought so, but she didn't understand what was heavier under the serious expression of Brother Yi.

"When you become a knight and gallop on the battlefield, you will encounter all kinds of enemies, who will use all their best to attack you, exploiting any of your weaknesses - including your gender."

"Women do have weaknesses in front of men, but it doesn't mean you have to knock them down to prove that you are stronger than them, and your sword is not waving just for victory."

The boy raised his sword and his forehead gently pressed against the sword. The girl repeated the same movements, feeling a hint of coldness from the sword body to the forehead.

"Compared with other knights, you have another thing you have to protect, that is your weakness. Weakness is not a mistake, but the most precious quality of you as a sword-holding knight."

The girl believed that she understood what her brother meant. Later, after ten years of war, she abandoned her identity as a woman and galloped on the battlefield.

But he ignored the loss in the eyes of the boy.

As a woman's knight, she will not be furious about her female identity being attacked. Her rational and fair attitude and behavior have won the respect of everyone.

But Artoria in the boy's heart is becoming increasingly rare.

Then, the day of prophecy has arrived.

I stood beside the girl, watching her packing for herself, preparing for the battle with high spirits.

If you want to choose the best person to be the king, you will definitely compete with others.

However, at the meeting place, only a sword inserted into a stone was prepared.

"The person who pulls this sword out of the rocks should become the king of the top ranks----!"

Many knights tried to grab the sword, but no one could pull it out, so the knights began to fight immediately as they had prepared.

The sword that no one could draw stood quietly on the rock and no one cared about it anymore.

Following the girl's footsteps, I came to the rock.

The sun shines on the golden sword, and the brilliance of the sword snatched away my entire gaze.

The inscription of the elf shines brightly in the light, and the silver blades are like clear flowing water.

——Shirou, that is my sword.

There was a voice calling softly in my ear.

This is the sword I met many times in my dreams.

This is the sword I have projected twice.

The sword that belonged only to Saber stood so clearly in front of me that he could reach it with his hands.

The sword body forged by gold is noble and as hard as diamonds.

The silver shiny blade is pure and invincible.

The sword is engraved with elves and magical words like talismans, which record the concept of swords.

——Anyone who can draw this sword from the stone platform is the king of destiny in England.

The extremely gorgeous words cannot describe one ten thousandth of this sword.

As soon as I touched my inner creative concept, my grand feelings almost overwhelmed me.

——Shirou, look, this is my sword.

If the world is chaotic and disorderly and life is not at peace, hold this sword to determine the order of the world, and all things in the world will do their own ways, and good and evil in the world will be rewarded and punished. Those who hold this sword will be the king of the world.

This is the sword of choosing the King and the sword of formulating order.

The sword of order created for world peace can only be held by recognized human beings.

——I want to end the war-torn world.

——I want to create an era of peace.

I heard the people’s prayers in my ears, and the world’s cry sounded in my heart.

Finally, humans resonated with the world, and the sword of response was created.

——Shirou, this is the sword I lost.

Touching the hilt of the Golden Sword, a call from the heart sounded.

Raise your sword, My king, give us peace with your will.

The mind burns and cannot think.
To be continued...