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SAO Chapter 44 The Final Villain

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    In terms of time, this battle is really not that long.  By the time the heroic spirit on horseback galloped to the other side of the bridge, the attack and defense were over in just a few seconds.  But for Weber, who had all this imprinted on his eyes, this heavy and long time was comparable to his entire life.  It¡¯s unforgettable.  No matter how much he deceives himself, he will never forget that scene.  The scene that happened in front of him in just a few seconds has become a part of his soul and can never be separated.  Weber was alone, remaining where he had been dropped, standing motionless.  Although he knew in his heart that he must move, it seemed that if his body moved, he would definitely lose strength and fall to his knees.  But now, you must not touch your knees to the ground.  Absolutely not.  The golden archer stared at Weber with cruel blood-colored eyes and slowly came closer.  Never look away.  Although his body was paralyzed with fear, he still knew this.  Just look away and your life is gone.  Archer stood in front of the young man who was shivering but looking firmly at him, and asked in a voice without any emotion.  "Boy, aren't you scared?" I thought it was impossible for my throat, which was gripped by fear, to make a sound, but when I was asked about my relationship with "him", the stiff restraint was instantly released.  Weber shook his head and replied in a hoarse voice.  "Yeah. I'm - I'm so scared." "Huh?" Archer narrowed her eyes and looked at Weber carefully from head to toe.  Only then did he realize that there was no command spell coming from him.  "¡ª¡ªThat's it. But boy, if you are a true loyal minister, shouldn't you avenge the dead king?" Regarding the second question, Weber also expressed his true feelings in an incredibly calm voice.  "If you challenge Mo Huai, you will kill me." "Of course." "I can't do that. The king gave me an order to live." Yes - he can't die.  As long as Wang's last words are still echoing in his chest, Weber will do everything possible to get out of this desperate predicament.  Even if the enemy's heroic spirit is right in front of him, he has no way to defend himself, and the situation is so hopeless that everything is at a standstill - he will never give up.  The oath made at that time must not be violated.  ¡°In a sense, the suffering that Weber is suffering at this moment is much more cruel and painful than the optimism of accepting his fate.  Facing the inevitable death, the boy's body was trembling involuntarily, but his stubborn eyes told his unyieldingness.  Gilgamesh silently looked down at his weak body and nodded slightly.  "Loyalty is the basis of righteousness. Don't let his efforts be shamed." The other party is not the master, but a harmless young man.  There is no need for him to take action anymore.  This is Gilgamesh's decision.  The golden heroic spirit twisted its body and floated towards Mo Huai.  Weber could only watch him go away silently.  It wasn't until the figure stood behind Mo Huai, and the cool breeze blew across the river, sweeping away the tense battlefield air, that the young man finally realized that he was left alone in the quiet night, and that everything was over.  This miracle of survival made his knees tremble again.  Before he changed his mind, the Archer had indeed planned to kill Weber.  The murderous aura that was as natural as breathing had silently declared this fact.  If Weber had looked away, slumped to the ground or hesitated even a moment in answering, he would have been killed.  Although he only saved a small life, this was also Gilgamesh's affirmation of him, or Mo Huai's compassion.  Dare to face fear and save a life. This is a battle and a victory in itself.  It was Webber Velvet's first solo victory.  This is an ugly and insignificant battle that has nothing to do with heroism.  He couldn't make anyone surrender, and he couldn't win anything.  He survived the situation and that was it.  But Weber was still very happy and proud of it.  At that time, in that situation, you can get that kind of unexpected result.  The preciousness of this can only be understood by Weber.  No matter how rude he looked to others, he had no reason to be ashamed of it.  He obeyed the king's command.  Witnessed it all and survived it all.  I really hope to be praised.  Whether it's the thick palms, the rough branches, or the broken voice that doesn't know what politeness is.  This time, there is no need to hide anything anymore.  He could finally stand up proudly and show off his achievements to that man.  But - in this dark night where everything is silent, only Weber himself is alone.  There is no one around him anymoreAnyone else.  Just like himself eleven days ago, Weber is now left alone in this numb and lifeless corner of the world.  This battle belongs only to him.  Although he overcame the difficulties alone, no one noticed this, and no one came to praise him.  But is this fact cruel? No, not at all.  As for words of praise, he had already received them just now.  The greatest king in the world has recognized him, promoted him, and listed him as one of his subjects.  It¡¯s just a matter of reversing the order of things.  He has already received awards from the distant future.  All you need to do is spend the rest of your life achieving merit worthy of the praise.     Yes.  At that time, precisely because of those words - he was no longer alone.  The moment he understood this, his years as a young boy came to an end.  Then he knew for the first time that tears can sometimes burst out of his eyes without humiliation and regret.  At this moment, on the deserted bridge, Weber Velvet looked down at the dark river, letting tears wet his cheeks.  Those are hot and cool, men¡¯s tears.  .  .  .  .  .  .  It hurts¡ªjust pain.  Uncomfortable - I don¡¯t know how many times I have been betrayed.  I don¡¯t know how many times I have been deceived.  Saber has given up counting because she can no longer remember.  "What is the strongest sword-wielding heroic spirit? Who created this by the lakeside? Her current mood is like a small boat in the storm."  Facing Mo Huai's declaration, she could only feel pain in her heart. She would not even feel unwilling to do so. Her heart, silent in despair, had no fighting spirit at all. She was no longer the heroic knight known as the incarnation of the dragon.  Wang, but a sad woman.  Saber originally believed that she and Mo Huai were friends.  Even if they meet each other for some unavoidable reasons, their hearts are still the same.  One is the king who embodies chivalry, and the other is the ranger who embodies chivalry.  But, is this bond just her naive fantasy?  Under Mo Huai's question, Saber's holy sword groaned.  This sword of light that promises victory has long lost any meaning in the hands of the owner who has lost her fighting spirit. At this time, she is in chaos.  Facing Mo Huai's cold expression, Saber was completely unmoved. The enemy's changeable personality was gradually disintegrating his spirit.  Ah, my friendis this what you meant?  Why are you doing this?  Are you angry?  Although we don¡¯t have the same dreams, we all fight hard to save the people.  If there is no difference in our ambitions, then why would you use swords against your own people?  "Stop!!" Saber relied on her last sense of reason to stretch out her right hand holding the Wind King's barrier and shouted with all her strength.  "Stop itplease" With a sob, his knees fell to the ground softly.  I can¡¯t move anymore, I¡¯ve reached my limit.  The previous battle had consumed too much of her energy, and she was now at the end of her strength and unable to defend herself against attacks.  Perhaps, this is the only salvation.  She is so unwilling and hates it so much - "Even so, I still have to get the Holy Grail." Tears dripped on the trembling gauntlet, mixed with the blood of the monster that slid down the blade, symbolizing the two people fighting together.  "If I don't do this If I don't do this, I don't know what I want at all." "¡ª¡ªIt's really sad. Saber, it's now, are you still looking for excuses for yourself to fight?" This makes  The nostalgic and cold voice was spoken by Mo Huai.  Looking up, Mo Huai was looking at Saber, whose face was full of tears, with his eyes as steady as a calm lake.  His face has been torn, and although Mo Huai has affection for the petite King of Knights, he will not get into trouble. Of course, he still hopes that Saber can surrender to him.  "Mo Huai" "Saber, no need to say more, just two answers, yes or no" Looking at the frail girl with blood on the ground with eyes full of pity, Mo Huai said quietly.  "Mo HuaiActually, I wanted tobut, I'm sorrymy people are still waiting for me." Saber said hesitantly. Saber was not redeemed until her death. She felt deeply guilty for not saving her people.  She has carried this self-blame all her life, and if she wants to save the people, she mustIt¡¯s very uncomfortable to have to saber more when you find someone you like.  Who should I tell this kind of pain to, and who should blame whom in order to gain relief.  Sighing deeply, Saber relaxed her body and held the sword with both hands. During this period, she closed her hands very slowly, as if to prompt Mo Huai to attack in advance, because she was about to use the "Sword of Victory Contract", and saw that Mo Huai did not show any signs of attack.  Saber couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat due to the movement.  "I'm sorry, although it was in this form, but in the end I still chose not to" As if talking to herself, Saber murmured calmly, and then sighed.  "Take the move, the Sword of Victory Contract!" The huge light pillar lit up the dark sky, like a light leading the people, the light is the power to guide the people Mo Huai just raised his hands.  "The Flame of Death-Zero Point Breakthrough (Modified)"
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