ps1: Has anyone seen the meme between the Forest Fairy and the Dark Fairy? Well, let me spread it... Actually, what I'm spoofing is Star Wars. The Forest Fairy is a Jedi, the Dark Fairy is a Sith Warrior, and philosophy is the Force... The difference between the Forest Fairy and the Dark Fairy about philosophy is actually the difference between the Jedi and the Sith about the Force... I seem to have lost a very important thing. Have you picked it up?

ps2: Well, there is another joke... The wrath of the saints of heaven and earth at the beginning of the establishment of the Fairy Forest, and the permanent neutrality and balance promised by the fairy sages with their own existence. You are familiar with it... Yes, this is the scene at the beginning of the establishment of the Fantasy Country! You guys! I found that I am moving further and further towards a terrible road!

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I don’t know whose luck it was. The Forest Fairy does not have the habit of drinking. According to them, alcohol will cause unnecessary emotions to the brain. The core perception of philosophy comes from meditation and peace. Only the Sith madmen will be addicted to alcohol and go deep into the dark side of philosophy through the mania and tyranny brought by the bad substance.

So the forest fairies seemed to be exempted from a catastrophe... Caesar, who was drunk, seemed to never know what "homemade" was. If he got drunk, things would probably slide into a terrible abyss.

While the tribesmen were busy preparing for the banquet, Billy Herrington took Caesar to visit the Rimutli Sanctuary. Every brick and tiles here deposited the meditation and philosophy of the fairies, perfectly interpreting the ideas and ways of dealing with the world. Caesar, who had the intention to bring them to the north to tie them up with a chariot, gave up this idea. This was a race that was cautious and neutral.

With this enlightenment, Caesar and Billy Herrington's conversation became more and more casual. Although he was still a little confused about the philosophy described by Billy, he was also a muscular brother. The Forest Fairy and the Saint Seiya still had a common language. Even Caesar, who had the heroic spirit of the barbarians and the pride of the orcs, quickly became familiar with Billy Herrington. This also caused the sigh of the fairy king: "Although he became a good friend with His Majesty, I still had a pity. It's a pity that a man with amazing talents like His Majesty cannot understand the philosophy."

"Well. Such things cannot be forced. Just as every power has a suitable candidate, the Saint Seiya cannot study arcane, and the wizard's way of training the primordial power will never be able to achieve great success." Caesar comforted casually. Then his eyes lit up, "But when it comes to inheritance... King Billy, I remembered something. When you travel around the continent, you should leave some small things."

"Well. It is true. In the long past, I passed through the ruins of the old days, thinking about the past and the unpredictable future. But the way of philosophy is to face everyone, benevolent and broad." Billy Helington smiled peacefully, his smile seemed to be integrated with the green trees around him. "So I left my own insights and insights on the way of philosophy there, hoping that someone with a destiny will discover it. Finally, there is some experience. After all, philosophy is not the privilege of the fairy."

"That's it." Caesar smiled slightly, "In the near past, a Paladin discovered the wealth you left behind. He realized perfectly what you wanted to leave behind, Billy Helington, in the infinite world, you are not alone."

"Oh? There are actually fellow humans among humans? Then I would like to ask your Majesty to recommend it." Billy Helington said curiously.

"It must be." Caesar thought to himself that Hannibal, I often cheat you. I will give you some benefits today. Although I don't know what Billy Herrington's philosophy is, his cultivation is as deep as the ocean. With his guidance, you will learn from his inheritance and will definitely go further. This is also a gift for you, a cheap brother-in-law. Humph, I am indeed anxious and righteous, and I am generous to Caesar. With this idea, Caesar smiled slightly, "He is the crown prince of the Pope Hall, His Highness Hannibal, the consul of the Light. I believe you will be happy to be close friends with him."

King Billy was moved for a moment, and after a long time he sighed: "It seems that it is indeed a good thing. It actually allows the fairy clan to communicate with the two saints of the future human beings - I always thought that the path and concept of the fairy fairy were too strange. It was not without this consideration when I was hidden in the fairy forest. Even now, we will be subjected to strange looks from other residents of the fairy forest... I always thought that we would be rejected by all wise races. When I knew that I met Your Majesty, I realized that you seemed to be different than I thought..."

Caesar was a little confused, he was a little surprised: "... As far as I know, you are more harmless than most races in the world. You will neither invade for no reason, nor be keen on conquest and plunder. You can settle in a corner and do something you like without disturbing others. How could such a race be criticized by others?"

"Maybe it's because we are more alien, after all, which kind of existence is it. You know, the exclusion of aliens is always the commonality of the intelligent race. After all, there are differences when they live together, and there will be disputes... Not only us, but the other three so-called forbidden areas will also escape from the world, that is, they see this inevitable fate." Billy Herrington was silent for a moment. He looked at the green moss corridor in front of him, then raised his head, looked at the high arch, the ancient characters and magic talismans engraved on it, and every moment, it was integrated into the deep thoughts of the fairies and the philosophical understanding. Such a phenomenon of material and spirit blending is spread throughout the Sun and Twilight, which is no less than the historical building complex of the Seven Holy Land. Only the strong thoughts of generations can give the dead an unparalleled spiritual image. "No matter what, we are very happy that Your Majesty can think this way."

"Well, let's not talk about these sad things, after all, you are living a happy life now, aren't you?" Caesar pointed to the building not far away, a huge mushroom-shaped tower towering across the clouds. "Let's go there and see, how?"

"Well, it's the Tower of Armstrong. Your Majesty is interested, I'll take you to see it." Billy Herrington nodded, and the two of them started moving forward again. King Billy's voice was calm and reassuring. "Let's go ahead and continue the previous topic. Your Majesty, I always feel that the young man's vibrant and growing body is the most beautiful creation in the world. The breath of youth and the longing for the future have built the pioneering and guardian nature of living beings since ancient times... Well, what do you think about it?"

"The most beautiful creation? Of course, it is the plump breasts of a girl!" Caesar's fanatical voice sounded, "That perfect curve, the sweet breath, the manifestation of motherhood, the source of life, where the source of life flows out, the original source of raising all living things. Don't you think that girls' breasts are the most charming and best in the world? A girl with a slightly short body and a little tender appearance is sometimes ridiculed as a "poor bug that can't grow up" and is also considered to be a loli-shaped body - although there seem to be many perverts in this world, not many girls will like the fact that they can't grow up! But what if such a girl has a pair of big breasts? Four words! Big baby face? Breasts! All negative comments will instantly become positive,

When you see a male girl like this, you will be amazed no matter who she is! You will give up the idea of ​​"A girl like this actually gave up her fate of growing taller and deliver all the nutrients to her breasts, just to let her children drink safe milk in the future. She must be a woman full of maternal love, and it will definitely be great to marry her as a wife. In short, breasts are the best thing! If a tall girl has a pair of big breasts, then the original score of 100 will definitely be for 200! So, Billy! Don't be a muddle-by-wife attitude towards girls' breasts! You must know that our first food, the earliest meal, allows us to get the nutrition that continues to survive in this world, comes from the sacred breasts! That sweet source of life is so longing for!"

"Uh..." Billy Herrington's voice was a little puzzled and relieved. "No wonder Your Majesty can...hehe, no matter what, just like we stick to the way of philosophy, Your Majesty also sticks to the things in his heart. In this case, you cannot understand the principles of philosophy, probably because of this reason."

"...Does everyone who likes meditation always say something inexplicable?" Caesar was a little puzzled, "It seems that you are very suitable to communicate with Hannibal, and the Paladin always thinks about the essence of the holy light. The wizard is also thinking about the origin of the world, and the necromancer is meditation on the true meaning of death. The druid understands the way of nature, and the assassin analyzes the mystery of the world... Ha, it seems that only the barbarians and Amazon are still trying to temper themselves through battles. You guys with high IQ are really mysterious."

"Hannibal? Your Majesty seems to admire His Highness the Consul, so... I am more and more looking forward to meeting with that adult." Billy seemed to give up something, and his tone became much lighter.

"Of course, when the matter is over, I will bring Hannibal to visit you. Don't stay in the door at that time."

The voices of the two gradually disappeared into the shade of trees and huge rocks.

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These days, Artoria has been wandering in her kingdom... Every place she has been, where she has fought, and where she has stopped, she is like an old man who has experienced everything, writing a lifelong memoir in the last time of her life. However, she is only in her twenties, but for ten years, her experience is enough to be called a legend.

She was once the king of this great and strong country, and she once used her sword to illuminate the way forward of this country.

But now she is no longer - whenever she thinks of this fact, an inexplicable pain appears in her heart. She doesn't know whether to be sad or glad, but she only has gratitude for the savage who shatters the sword in the stone.

At least she has escaped from the shackles of the "King of Chosen", and no matter what choice she makes in the future, it should be a free decision.

And now what she has to do is to figure out one thing, what to do next, and whether she is still qualified to continue to be king - if she feels that her ability is not enough to be king, then she still has to shoulder the mission of choosing a new king.

——Yes, the King of God is a scam, a conspiracy of the witches. She did not become the king because of God's choice. This is not the so-called fate. Moreover, the conditions for being a king are not the continuation of blood, but her own wiseness and ability.

She was denied repeatedly by Caesar and even shattered her pride. She was no longer qualified to be a king.

Then, at least, you have to entrust this country to someone who is more worthy of it, and then she can do what she should do with confidence... or live in seclusion here, silently protect everything here, or travel around the mainland, realize her ideals and beliefs as a knight, or go to the north and start a new life there.

If possible, live with Merlin and go to Caesar's kingdom and see his beloved hometown for yourself.

But now... it's not just when I was thinking about those things. Artoria shook her head slightly and cut off the messy thoughts in her heart. She is still in the royal territory directly under the royal family, in a small village in the northwest. When she was a child, she was fostered here. Knight Gul, one of the five gorge knights in the kingdom, was her adoptive father and teacher. She was entrusted by the mother king and was hiding her identity here, guiding her to grow up correctly... But now, he is no longer here.

Now she is staying here. She recalls the little things she had when she was young. She stared at the stars with her mentor and listened to him telling the magnificent history and the knights as dazzling as comets. In this world, knights are the endorsement of justice and glory, the incarnation of justice and humility. They represent invincible power and noble and great character. They create a beautiful world with sacrifice and compassion...

The mentor at that time did not reveal his identity. In his description, he was just a retired veteran, a small knight who gave up his knight leader after retirement due to injury and lived an incognito life. But he had participated in all the wars in this country for thirty years. King Yuser's lion heart battle flag swept across all the forces that were ready to move, both internally and externally. She repelled the minions of the eye-catching enemy, crushed the conspiracy of domestic rebellion, the Battle of Black Orchid. Night of the Karan River, the Battle of Black Mountain City... In his description, the great King Yuser was like an indelible spark in the dark, illuminating the way forward for those of them who still had dreams, like a beautiful and unattainable dream.

Want to be that kind of person - Artoria didn't know her identity at that time. She just expressed such a dream through her little heart's yearning for a glorious hero. She wanted to be a hero and wanted to be a hero that guides everyone.

The teacher at that time also had a smile that made her unable to understand, with sighs and relief. He touched her head with his gentle big hand - Artoria would definitely become such a hero, and I have never been as sure as I am today.

Yes, she has been convinced that she will become such a hero for the past ten years, and until today, everything has suddenly disappeared.

It was like a dream that finally woke up - it was just a slightly longer dream.

But finally woke up... Artoria sat in this inconspicuous hut, her childhood home. Although the teacher had passed away, everything here was retained as it was. She would come back to sweep her for a while, just as she would regularly stand quietly in front of the tomb of the mother, she would get the strength to move forward from the deceased.

But this time, only this time... teacher, I can't see the road ahead clearly.

The knight could only sigh with a melancholy sigh - a sound of brisk footsteps came from outside the door, as if many people were walking here, with a very fast pace frequency and a very small pace distance, and they were still those little children. Artoria's identity is always a secret for the people in this small village. People in the village remember that nearly twenty years ago there was a little girl with white jade living here, but they didn't know that she is now the king of this country - no, it was once, it was no longer.

Because the king's sword has been broken, the king's shackles have been broken, and the king's fate has changed.

The visiting guests knocked politely on the door, Artoria responded with a smile, and the children walked in slowly with restrained eyes - Artoria carried out effective disguise. At least here, no one recognized her as the legendary perfect but not human king. In the eyes of these children, this elder sister knew many things and had many stories in her heart. She was also a knight, just like the knight who brought justice and kindness.

So gradually, when I came here every day to visit, listening to the beautiful stories of the knight sisters telling them, it became their daily actions today. Artoria, who let go of everything, was less serious and majestic, and more girlish tranquility and nobility. The little girls regarded her as the object of imitation and learning. The little boys secretly glanced at her because of their inner throbbing and admiration, but did not know how to express their immature and ignorant feelings... Looking at these children who listened carefully, Artoria seemed to see her at that time - how many children here would yearn for her story and finally embark on the road of knights? I'm afraid there wouldn't be many. Most of them would bury their original dreams in their hearts after adulthood and spend their lives in an ordinary way...

But what about that? Artoria smiled slightly. The playmates at that time had already started their families and even their children were on their knees. Perhaps the little people in front of us were the descendants of the playmates at that time. Now they should be happier than themselves...

Thinking about this, Artoria continued to tell her story, but there were rapid footsteps in front of the door....
Chapter completed!