Public Executions Start From King Arthur

"Are you here? My reincarnation."

King Arthur spoke, and her eyes turned to Artoria at this moment. Those same eyes revealed heroism and calmness that Artoria had never seen before.

A king born with the benevolence that only a born superior possesses.

Artoria had also seen it in her beloved sister, Morgan, and her father who was the emperor of the empire, which made her a little nervous.

"Ah, yes, hello, um...I, I should call you what?"

King Arthur showed a gentle smile: "Don't be too nervous, I am your reincarnation, you are my current life, we are the same person. If you insist on distinguishing, just call me Arthur."

After a pause, she added, "Actually, I am not a complete soul at all. I am just a lost body left behind by your previous life. When my mission is over, I will disappear completely."

Artoria was stunned to hear this, and said in an uncertain tone: "Arthur...you mean, my previous life, that is, you, is really the Holy King? Our Pendragon family ancestor? But wasn't the Holy King a man?"

King Arthur nodded: "I was indeed a man in historical records, and I did appear before the world as a man at that time. This is because in that era, male kings were more respected than female kings."

"So, I asked Merlin to give me an illusion so that others would see me as a man."

Artoria looked surprised: "Merlin? Is he the legendary wizard? Such a thing actually exists? Are all those legendary stories true?"

Historical doubts seemed to be solved at this moment, but there were new questions, and the girl's expression became subtle: "Then...the descendants left by King Arthur, the bloodline of our Pendragon family..."

King Arthur said calmly: "You are indeed my descendant, and there is nothing wrong with your bloodline. If you want to know the truth, you can continue to watch the light screen you saw. In it, you will find the answers you want."

Hearing this, Artoria couldn't help but ask: "What exactly is that light screen?"

King Arthur's voice became deeper: "Haven't you already seen what the light screen played at the beginning? It's the history that has been erased and forgotten. Mankind has completely lost the relevant records, but the world itself has recorded everything."

"Originally, the recording of this content would not be played, and the world was not so free, but this world has encountered a mystery! For this planet, mystery is an external invasion disaster, and the extraordinary people who originally had the power to fight against the mystery, all disappeared because of human stupidity."

"The world is just telling humans what they have lost, and wants humans to find the lost extraordinary power to fight against the mystery invasion."

Artoria seemed to be thinking: "You mean...the world itself is conscious?"

King Arthur nodded: "It can be understood that the concept of world consciousness should be familiar to you who have lived in Japan for a long time."

Artoria nodded. After all, world consciousness, all kinds of anime and light novels produced in Japan. Even if she didn't deliberately understand it, she knew the existence of this kind of thing, people around her always talked about this kind of thing. No matter how indifferent she is, she will still hear it.

For a moment, Artoria was possessed: "I didn't expect there to be a real world consciousness...Then...the things in anime are also real?"

King Arthur: "..."

She didn't know how to answer this question, because she didn't know what the mastermind behind the question would do.

At this moment, King Arthur said: "You don't need to pay too much attention to these things. After the world announces more historical truths, you can observe and judge with your own eyes – rather than this, you should care about yourself."

"Ah? Me?" Artoria tilted her head sweetly, her big eyes filled with a little doubt.

King Arthur: "Look what's in your hand!"

When Artoria heard this, she suddenly realized that there was something in her right hand.

When she picked it up, she saw that it was quite heavy. Upon closer inspection, I realized that it was actually a solid wooden sword.

Not only that, Artoria was also surprised to find that her clothes had also changed at some point, she was wearing a rough gray linen jacket and early trousers.

The rather poor material made Artoria, who grew up with a golden key in her mouth and at least wore branded clothes, feel very uncomfortable.

"This..."

King Arthur replied: "This is the costume I usually wear when I am a knight's entourage. It's also the most suitable posture for training the basics. Now, take the sword and start practicing!"

Artoria: "Ah? Ah? Practice?"

King Arthur looked at Artoria: "I can feel that you also want to gain my power – that is, the power of your previous life."

"I have to say, you are really too weak. You have never received systematic training. Although you have held a sword before, it's all good modern Western swords. That kind of thing is meaningless at all in real combat."

"So, everything you do has to start from scratch. I will teach you how to be a true knight from the beginning."

After listening to this, Artoria couldn't help but feel her heart beating faster and she had a headache. She couldn't help but mutter: "Okay...can't you just give me your power? Just like you controlled my body to fight today...Isn't that what happened in anime."

King Arthur looked at Artoria expressionlessly, and didn't say words that damaged this, but said in a firm tone: "Don't say such sad words! Nothing in this world can be achieved without effort. My time to continue to exist is limited to tonight, so you must master as much as possible what I teach you in this dream!"

"Ah? One night? In a dream? Uh-huh, that can't be done, it's impossible, the time is too short, how is that possible?" Artoria said that this requirement was too high for her.

King Arthur showed a smile: "Don't worry! Although it's only one night, the flow of time in dreams is different from that in the real world. There are still nine hours before you wake up. In a dream, one hour in the outside world, three days have passed here."

"At the same time, teaching in a dream is different from the real world. Here, your training speed will be protected tenfold. In other words, one hour you spend here is equivalent to one month of training in the outside world."

"I have already planned that out of nine hours of sleep, you will train for eight hours and rest for the remaining one hour to recover from mental fatigue. In this way, you will get the same effect as 240 days of training."

"You are me, the talent is there, training is just to regain your own power! Therefore, the effect of 240 days is enough for you to master the basic swordsmanship, and I will also master what I have in the future."

"When you wake up, you will master the basic extraordinary power and have the strength to protect the things you cherish. Rather than being like now, you are simply unable to withstand the mystery attack."

"Or, do you hope that when you encounter mysteries and other dangers in the future, you will still watch those evil spirits wreak havoc, and even take away the people you cherish."

Hearing this, Artoria's mind flashed back to tonight's incident.

The Song Girl attacked, killing the people who protected her like ants.

Then, she imagined another possibility, that the young man she cherished was brutally murdered in front of her to protect herself.

Why protect yourself instead of running away – it's all just a girl's fantasy, it must be a good thing.

In fact, the girl clearly imagined the scene where the man asked her to run away before he died.

Yes, it's very classic, a plot often found in various movies and TV series and anime.

After all, she has lived in Japan for a long time, and she is deeply influenced by the popular culture here. And as a girl, how could she not be full of fantasy?

Although she thought it was funny, and she was even touched by her own fantasy for a moment in her heart, what happened next was a chill all over her body, which made the girl's delicate body tremble.

Then, her expression instantly became firm, with a little charm of King Arthur: "I don't want to! I don't want to see the people I care about have accidents in front of me, and I can't do anything about it! I want to have power! Please, I'm my previous life!"

Her powerful speech represents the girl's feelings.

When King Arthur heard this, she couldn't help but smile with relief, and then her face became serious again: "Very good, I have indeed received your determination! Now, let's begin! Pick up your sword and start practicing!"

Artoria: "Yes!"

Training began like this.

Even when practicing in a dream, fatigue will come, and the rough clothes make the girl feel uncomfortable.

However, this pampered princess has a very strong determination.

After making up her mind, no matter how hard and tiring her training is, the girl grits her teeth and perseveres.

Of course, there must be fatigue and pain, and there are also instinctive thoughts of giving up, but whenever this happens, without King Arthur's urging, Artoria can't help but think of the terrifying scene of losing important people, and suddenly she grits her teeth and starts to persevere again.

This persistence, the desire to protect, even surprised King Arthur.

Time passed quietly like this, and time also passed very slowly.

In a dream, there is no need to sleep and rest like in the real world, all that is needed is continuous training.

It is clear that the girl's will is far stronger than her weak appearance.

Finally, when eight hours passed and the last hour arrived in the real world, the girl's consciousness became confused because of the long training.

King Arthur came to Artoria and said gently: "Congratulations, you have completed basic training. Now, you can have a good rest."

Hearing this, Artoria's delicate body swayed, then her body softened, her eyes slowly closed, and she fell asleep.

At this moment, the dream scene collapsed, and King Arthur closed her eyes, turning into particles of light and merging into Artoria's body.

The two merged into one, and Artoria also inherited the legacy of King Arthur.