It's like a dream.

She stood alone in front of the castle window, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window.

"King Arthur, are you okay?"

Bedeville, the closest guard, asked carefully.

Since she discovered the queen's affair and imprisoned her with her own hands, she would always stand in front of this window and look at the place where the queen was imprisoned.

And her deviant knight has been exiling herself to the border with self-punishment.

“Am I doing this right?”

The loyal servant answered seriously.

"King Arthur made such sacrifices for the stability of the kingdom, and those who know it will understand the King's pain."

But can you really understand? The king who pushes his friends into the abyss with his own hands.

Wandering in the lonely city, the blue girl stares at the other life described by the king in the void.

She punished her queen, exiled the loyal knight, and eliminated the crisis that might split the kingdom to the smallest extent.

But all that remain is pain, the King of Pain, the Queen of Pain, and the Knight of Pain.

Am I right to do this?

King Arthur asked himself this.

But no one can answer. Even if countless subjects believe in the king's correctness, she cannot believe in herself so much.

Why is this? The decision she made for the peace and happiness of the kingdom only saw sadness?

Walking alone among modern crowds, suffering from past mistakes. When the girl finally stopped, she found herself in a park.

The park where Iriya met.

Here, Iriya once asked her why she did not protect her mother, her close friend named Alice Phil.

My Gnevre, my Alice Phil, why can't I save you all the time?

"Saber, let's go home."

A gentle boy's voice came from beside her. She looked back and saw that it was her master Shirou Emiya, the boy who was chasing her all the way.

From the forest to the park at your feet, this journey was only a short journey for the heroic spirit, but it was so hard for the flesh and blood boy. He had run away from his strength panting, but he still insisted on standing beside the girl, his eyes never leaving for a moment.

but--

She didn't want to see Shirou now, and she didn't want Shirou to see who she is now.

"I just want to sort out my mood. Can Shirou let me calm down alone?"

Even though her mood became much calmer than when she confronted King Arthur, the girl's voice was still weak and uncontrollable.

However, the teenager responded so firmly.

"No, I will not leave Saber anyway."

The invaded sullenment of the private sphere floated on the girl's face, and her eyes became tougher, but it made people more aware of her fragility.

"Didn't you see it? I'm not the saber you want, I'm not King Arthur, I'm not the saber, I'm just a sinner in my hometown, and even the sword that I can believe in the end was defeated, and I no longer have the ability to pursue the Holy Grail."

After an unreasonable anger, the girl named Saber suddenly realized her loss of composure. After facing King Arthur, she saw her existence as clearly as ever. Compared with the real king, the humble and impulsive self was just a little girl who could use a sword.

The blue girl's eyes became extremely lonely, and there was only desolation in her trembling voice.

"Your saber is not here, leave, Shirou."

However, the boy did not leave, but got closer, so close that the girl could not raise her head to face the other person's existence.

"No, my saber is here."

The firm voice was without any doubts or any wavering.

"The saber in my heart, the saber I dream of, has always been here, there will be no mistakes, because the saber I see, the saber that occupies my soul, is you in front of me."

From the beginning, the saber I saw, the saber that was so strong that it made people feel distressed, the saber that was so persistent that it made people annoyed, and the saber that didn't care about himself for others was the girl in front of me.

So firmly, the boy approached the girl and, in the girl's surprise, combined the two figures into one.

When no matter how much language you can’t express yourself, choose to embrace, use each other’s body temperature to determine the importance of the other person’s existence, and convey your own feelings.

——saber, don't leave me again.

~~~~~~~~ World~~ Need~~ Divide~~ Line~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Tosaka residence.

At dawn, it is welcomed by its master covered in blood.

The loyal knight was anxious to carry the injured girl into her room and treated the wound on her lower abdomen again.

Even though he had taken measures to stop bleeding when he was injured and had used the magic of quick recovery, the wound that injured the internal organs still caused a huge burden on the girl.

“archer,archer…”

Rin's beautiful face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and her consciousness was somewhat blurred.

"Rin, I'm here, lie quietly, you need a rest."

Archer said gently as he focused on bandaging Rin's wound.

"archer, you are right. You can't let Sakura continue to make mistakes, you can't let Sakura hurt others again...archer, help me bring Sakura back."

The body was already so weak, but the red girl was still worried about the other girl, whether it was the short sword that pierced her body, or whether she chose to betray her sister, Sakura who betrayed her sister, which made her even more painful.

It seemed as if the knife was passing by his heart. Archer, with a gloomy face, tried hard to keep his hands calm, tied the bandage into a knot, and said a cold word from his mouth.

"I will not obey such an order..."

The bandaged girl raised her head hard and looked at the servant who disobeyed the master's order in surprise.

"Why……?"

"Stop me and don't waste your energy on speaking."

The knight rudely picked up the bandaged girl from the bed, pressing her powerful hands hard on her shoulders, and Archer said with a hard tie.

"Rin, please listen to me. Sakura is your sister, Sakura is your responsibility, and bringing Sakura back is your task - don't hand this responsibility over to me!"

"So your task is to get better soon, and then bring me Sakura back. My task is to win the Holy Grail for you - do you understand? Get better soon!"

The knight's anxious and worried expression, the cold but concerned voice made Lin's pale face burst into a smile.

"I understand, archer, I'll get better."

Even though the archer's meaning was understood, the girl's voice was no longer as energetic as usual, revealing fatigue from her body to her heart.

"I'm just, really tired, I need a good rest."

It turns out that I have shouldered so many things that I can't let go of.

But, it's really tiring.

"Stay rest with peace of mind, I'm by your side."

Archer's voice softened in helplessness. He carefully supported Lin and lay down, covering the quilt by the weak master.

Looking at the girl who was resting with her eyes closed, the Red Knight sighed silently.

Once upon a time, a girl with a strong fighting spirit when she first met became so weak.

Carrying the family's wish, even if he is alone, he insists on his pride, but under the teasing of fate, he has to be an enemy of his bloodline relatives.

Such a burden is really too heavy for a girl under twenty years.

The girl lying on the bed now had a pale face, so fragile that it made Archer feel heartbroken.

...

In silence, the girl suddenly opened her eyes and met Archer's concerned eyes.

A little confusion, a little surprise, a little confused, and a little at a loss in the clear eyes of pearls.

As if she was escaping, the weak girl slowly moved her eyes away, pulled the quilt with her thin fingers, covering her face.

As he was slow, the girl's uneasy voice came from the quilt.

"archer, can you leave?"

“…”

The knight who is treated completely as air in daily life is a bit inexplicable.

"I don't have any opinions about archer, it's just... I don't want to be looked at by archer like this."

The girl's distressed voice seemed a little boring in the quilt, but it still clearly reached the knight's ears.

"Or, even if you look, don't talk, don't laugh at me, don't comfort me, don't get close to me... I'm not really unable to hold on, I just want to relax a little, a little bit."

“…”

The sound was mixed with too many emotions and directly passed through the strong body of the red knight like steel, reaching the depths of his heart.
To be continued...