The Troubles of the Holy Maiden [Comprehensive]

Merlin stood up straight and walked in front of Fran. He didn't speak, but just looked at Fran quietly, with a calm expression, and his charming eyes like amethyst were neither sad nor happy, as if a high-ranking god was watching quietly. The vicissitudes of life in the world have been full of vicissitudes and turmoil.

Instinctively, Fran couldn't look directly into Merlin's eyes, lowered her eyelids slightly, and was taken aback for a second, not understanding what was wrong with her, so she raised her head slightly, her azure eyes slammed straight into those eyes. A pair of purple swirls.

This gazing of 500 years seems to be very short and long, until the white-haired young man gently leans over to approach the blond girl, and the warm breath seems to infect the girl's fair cheeks.

"Long time no see... Do you just want to tell me this?" The slightly lowered voice was extremely gentle, as if a feather fell on a person's heart, which was weightless and made the heart a little sore.

Fran lowered her eyes slightly, stretched her hand against Merlin's approaching body, and said softly, "Merlin...I'm sorry."

Merlin took a step back, distanced himself from Fran, and an incomprehensible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

"Hundreds of years have passed, did I wait for your apology?" He squinted at Fran, and his smile became a little nasty: "I thought I would hear your reprimand first. After all, it was me Abandon your sweetheart and let her go to destruction, don't you?"

Fran closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Merlin, I apologize for my missed appointment. I don't know why you have been imprisoned in the tower for hundreds of years. If it is for our original agreement , now I’m here. If it’s about Arturia,” Fran raised her eyes to Merlin and said softly, “then you don’t have to do this at all, Artoria is not your responsibility, she has her own ideas and ideas. Persevere, you have your own destiny and responsibilities, even if you tell her the future destiny, she will not change her decision because she may face self-destruction. This is what you can foresee, and it cannot be changed no matter what ending."

Fran looked at Merlin seriously, and continued, "Although surrendering to fate is not my style, Merlin, I never blamed you for this, and I believe Artoria will not either."

Merlin raised his hand to cover the upper half of his face, but the corners of his mouth got bigger and bigger, revealing his white teeth, gradually forming a weird smile.

"Hahaha, this is you, you are always so calm and rational to the point of being scary, gentle and heartbreaking, yet cruel and heartbreaking, this is you! Compared to me, who is detached from human beings and watching the entire human history, you are more Like a spectator of fate who stays out of it!"

Merlin suddenly put down his hand covering his face, looked at Fran with burning eyes, and his slightly raised voice became a little strange: "Tell me, is there really someone who can enter your heart? Someone can make you think about it day and night, and you will never forget it." , make you tremble, dare not touch it, make you wait hopelessly for thousands of years for a promise?"

Fran just looked at Merlin quietly, and repeated softly: "Merlin, I'm sorry." She stepped forward, tiptoed slightly, raised her hand to cover Merlin's eyes, and said softly, "Merlin, you are the owner of Clairvoyance. Or, you never pay attention to the past, you only care about the present and focus on the future." Fran approached Merlin, her voice became softer and softer: "Merlin, I am just a phantom of your past memories, and it is time to let go."

Merlin raised his hand to grab Fran's wrist, and gently pulled her hand away from his eyes. He watched Fran quietly with dreamy purple eyes, and said after a while: "You're right, I should put it down. It's..."

"Uh, sorry... did I disturb you?" A strange voice suddenly came from the door of the room. Fran felt that Merlin beside her seemed to stiffen suddenly. She looked back curiously and saw a short man standing at the door. The goblin, wearing a pointed hat and pointed ears, was looking at Fran and Merlin with some anxiety.

Holding a square box in the hand of the goblin, he glanced at Fran, as if a little surprised, then suddenly realized, and said to Merlin: "Mr. Merlin, the doll you ordered is ready."

The goblin raised a big smile, reached out and opened the box, showing the exquisite statues inside.It was a beautiful puppet the size of an adult's palm, wearing a long skirt and kneeling on the ground, raising its slender and graceful arms, fiddled with the gorgeous harp in front of it, with long hair loose, and three pairs of wings stretched gently, slightly The downcast face seemed to be filled with infinite tenderness.The dolls are exquisite in workmanship, bright and full in color, and even every strand of hair is clearly visible.

The goblin said proudly: "Look, what a delicate craftsmanship, it is exactly the same as this beautiful lady."

The air in the entire room seemed to be stagnant, and the little fairy's smile was a little stiff because of the strange silence.He blinked nervously, not knowing what he said wrong.

Fran thanked the little elf for her compliments with a smile, walked gracefully to the cabinet against the wall, and opened the cabinet door.

What came into view was a cabinet of large and small dolls, all kinds of costumes, all kinds of poses, all lined up, and each of them had a face very similar to Fran's.

Fran closed the cabinet door with a smile, and asked the little elf kindly, "Excuse me, have you ever made a life-sized doll for Mr. Merlin?"

The goblin looked anxiously at Merlin who was standing stiffly, and said with some hesitation: "Well... please don't worry, we are not that kind of goblins, we have already rejected life-sized dolls and so on."

Fran walked over to take the box with a smile, and said goodbye to the goblin.After closing the door, Fran's smiling expression disappeared instantly. She looked at Merlin expressionlessly, and said lightly, "Merlin, it seems that your 500 years have been quite interesting..."

Merlin took the box from Fran, put it on the table beside him, and said, "Huh? I don't know what you're talking about."

Fran sighed, feeling that all the emotions in her heart were gone. She rubbed her forehead and said helplessly, "In short, Merlin, I don't care why you are imprisoned in Avalon. But I hope you can set yourself free. .”

Merlin stood by the window, looking at Fran quietly. The sun shone through the narrow window on his silver-white hair, but it couldn't dye the slightest bit of warmth. His face was extremely calm, as calm as a hundred years ago Frivolous, he is like two different people.After a while, Merlin said lightly:

"I see what you mean..."

Fran breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Arturia...is she buried in Avalon, where is she sleeping?"

Merlin lowered his eyes and replied, "At the lake, just find a little fairy, and she will take you there."

Fran nodded, turned to leave, and at the moment she held the doorknob, Merlin's voice sounded behind her.

"Fran, I won't wait for you anymore..."

Fran paused and responded softly:

"now it's right…"

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"Teacher, are you done talking? We saw a goblin go up just now, didn't we bother you?" Rowena and the three asked just to go up when they saw Fran come down.

Fran nodded with a smile: "The chat is over, please wait for me."

Rowena immediately complained to Fran: "Teacher, Godric is restless and always wants to run around."

Godric frowned, and said aggrievedly: "I'm just curious, this is the legendary Avalon. Aren't you all curious?"

Helga said softly: "But we must not trouble sir."

Fran patted Rowena's head and said softly, "My business is almost done. If you want to visit Avalon, go now, but don't run around."

Rowena grabbed the corner of Fran's sleeve, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly.

"Teacher, I want to see King Arthur's sleeping place... is that okay?"

Helga and Godric looked over expectantly upon hearing this.

Fran smiled and nodded: "Of course, it's on the other side of the lake, we can ask a little fairy to guide us.

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"Well, it's right here. I heard from the seniors that according to King Arthur's last wish, his body was buried at the bottom of the lake." The pretty little fairy said briskly, flapping her wings.

In front of Fran and the others was a blue and clear lake. Under the sun, sparkling waves sparkled. Several white swans fell from the sky and floated gracefully on the clear lake. The trees not far away moved with the breeze. Gently shaking, the wild flowers on the shore are full of vitality, which is a peaceful and peaceful scenery.

"Wow, it's so beautiful here, so King Arthur was buried here!" Helga couldn't help admiring the beautiful scenery in front of her.

Rowena was a little dissatisfied: "Although it is a beautiful place, if it is buried at the bottom of the lake, will we not be able to see King Arthur's tombstone?"

Godric is full of King Arthur's holy sword: "What about the holy sword? Are you also buried at the bottom of the lake?"

Fran was looking at the lake from a distance, her mind was empty, she didn't know what to think and what to do, she should have accepted this kind of thing, those people who established various bonds with her would always pass away, No matter how deep the feelings and longings are, they will gradually become lighter and weaker under the erosion of the years. Only your own steps will always move forward, never stay, and only memories will be taken away forever.

"You are finally here..." A sweet and crisp female voice sounded from behind Fran, interrupting Fran's emptiness.

Fran turned her head instinctively, and standing behind her were three young girls in simple robes. They wore flower crowns and looked very young and charming, but their beautiful eyes were deep and charming, as if they had accumulated countless years.

"You are?" Fran did not know these outstanding beauties, and was a little puzzled by what they said.

The leading beauty smiled and explained: "We are the fairies of the lake, and we are the ones who entrusted the relics to King Arthur before his death. I have long admired you, Your Majesty Guinevere."

Fran's complexion was dark, and she nodded lightly: "I see, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The leading fairy smiled and took a box from a fairy behind her, and handed it to Fran.

"This is what King Arthur entrusted to us. I think, whether you are her wife or the forger of this treasure, you are the most qualified person to take it over."

Fran opened the box. It was a long sword without a scabbard. After hundreds of years, the blade was still radiant and extremely sharp.

"excalibur..."

Fulan caressed the sword lightly, and the blade trembled and hummed gently under her palm, as if greeting this long-lost 'mother'.

"Are you crying... are you missing her too?" Fran gently stroked the sword of the vowed victory, and asked softly, "Or are you blaming her for losing half of your body?"

"Sir, are you okay?" Helga, who came over, asked a little uneasily.

Rowena on the side was a little hesitant to speak, but in the end he didn't ask anything.

Godric's eyes were almost glued to the holy sword, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "This is the sword of the vowed victory, it's so beautiful!"

Fran didn't answer, but just held up her sword and walked slowly towards the lake.

"Teacher!" Seeing that Fran's feet had stepped into the lake, Rowena wanted to hold Fran, but Helga stopped her.

Fran didn't care about the people behind her, but just walked towards the center of the lake. When the lake water overflowed her waist, Fran let go, and the holy sword she was holding fell, submerged in the lake water, and slowly slid to the bottom of the lake.

"The sword has already been given to you... let it accompany you..."

"The bottom of the lake is too cold..."

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"Teacher, are you okay?" Rowena asked worriedly, looking at Fran who had not said a word after returning from the lake.

Fran was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm fine, don't worry." She raised her head, looked at the clear sky of Avalon, and a group of white birds flying by, her tone was very relaxed: "It's better to say, It's a matter of mind."

Godric held a piece of grass in his mouth and said vaguely: "Fran, it would be a pity to throw the holy sword into the lake, it is King Arthur's holy sword! Also, you are really Gurney The reincarnation of Queen Vier? Oops!"

Helga retracted the hand that pinched Godric fiercely, and said softly, "Sir, please ignore him."

Godric said dissatisfied: "Is it okay to ask? Maybe I am also the reincarnation of King Arthur or Merlin?"

Fran suddenly stopped in her tracks and said, "Godric, Merlin's reincarnation is impossible for you..."

Godric asked curiously: "Huh? Why?"

Fran raised her chin slightly, motioning him to look ahead: "Here, Merlin himself is over there."

Everyone looked in that direction, and a young man with long silver hair was standing not far from the Avalon barrier, looking at them.

"He's... Merlin?!"

Fran walked over and asked, "Are you here to say goodbye?"

The white-haired man raised the tall stick in his hand and said with a smile, "We must repair the barrier."

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Fran and his party passed the barrier and bid farewell to the fantasy Avalon, this beautiful utopia.

Flan, who was out of the barrier, looked at the white-haired young man standing beside her, and asked strangely, "Uh, what are you?"

The white-haired young man smiled heartily: "Huh? I'm with you!"

Fran looked at the young man tangled up, and asked, "But, didn't you say that?"

The handsome white-haired young man curled his lips into a smile, and his amethyst-like eyes shone with a sly brilliance.

"Haha, I said I won't wait for you any longer."

"That's because instead of waiting in place, I might as well chase after him!"

The author has something to say: Yes, Merlin is not only obsessed with dreams, but also obsessed with figures hahahaha~

No Responsibility Modern Campus Small Theater:

Artoria: Merlin, what are you doing?Play computer games after class.

Mito: Could it be that you are working on that magical Meili homepage again?I warn you, Merlin, no photos of Fran!

Merlin: I don't, my legs aren't healed yet!

Arturia: So what are you doing?

Merlin: ...I do online shopping, isn't that okay?

Hongye: Are you a pervert? !To use Fran's photo to customize a figure? !You are committing a crime, do you know that? !

Artoria: What?Merlin, you are too much!

Fran: Merlin, you can buy figurines, but please don't use my photos to customize figurines, please cancel the order immediately.

Merlin: Whoops, ok ok ok.

After school,

Tokaima: Merlin, I have the book you have been going to the library but failed to borrow.

Merlin: Oh?so what?

Toboma: Cough...we can exchange.

Merlin: Between the three leaves, you hypocrite...

Gilgamesh: Hey, Merlin, have you had some financial troubles lately?This is a gold card with 500 million deposited in it.

Merlin: Why are you giving me this?

Gilgamesh: ...Send me the link.

Enkidu: Jill, you don’t actually need to make a custom figure. I made a lot of Fran’s clay puppets. If you want one, I can give you one, but I can’t give you the ones that are waiting for you.

Merlin: Enkidu, you are really... you can't be judged by your appearance!

Enkidu: ? ? ?

Seimei: Well, Merlin...

Merlin: Stop talking, I won't give you the link!

Ibaraki: Merlin...

Merlin: No, Ibaraki, you also want to link?Is it possible to order Shuten's figure?

Ibaraki: Huh?No, why should I order a figure?I was asking if you could send me that photo of Fran?

Merlin: ...what do you want to do?Are you a pervert? !

Ibaraki: I think her dress is pretty, and I want to buy one too.