Age of Heroes, I Was Exposed by Alaya

Luo Ya wanted to hold back her laughter, wanting to feel a pang of sympathy.

But!

Looking at the Traitor Knight, whose cheeks were rapidly turning red, head slightly lowered, with misty eyes.

And then thinking about the relationship between these two, coupled with all the accumulated misunderstandings, it truly made her unable to stop laughing.

"Aya, don't, don't be so excessive... snicker, I can't hold it in anymore, hahaha!"

Ilya had intended to dissuade her, but as she spoke, she suddenly burst into laughter as well.

The phenomenon of contagion appeared!

The two adorable little lolis were laughing their heads off, rolling around on the sofa and acting cute.

When their stomachs hurt from laughing so much, Luo Ya finally stopped, and continued watching.

In the video.

Nameless was hit by two Noble Phantasms, his body already like a tattered doll.

Innumerable gruesome wounds, enough to make even a divine doctor unable to save him.

Too tragic!

So tragic that no one present could believe he survived.

The most touching scene arrived.

Nameless reached out and stroked Mordred's small face.

The Traitor Knight, who had always been proud and disliked being treated like a child by anyone, obediently bent down and let him touch her.

Then.

Nameless held her hand, and then held King Arthur's hand, bringing the hands of this father and son together. A smile appeared on his face, stained red with blood.

"The Age of Gods is over. It's all Vortigern, the King of Lowly's curse. You two shouldn't have walked down this path of enmity."

His voice grew increasingly strained, "As kings, stay on your thrones, and I will settle everything for you!"

"I wanted to protect you both well, but I couldn't..."

He spat out another mouthful of fresh blood, his face as pale as snow.

"Don't say that, I won't let you die!"

King Arthur reached out, trying to cover his wounds, but was unable to.

After a great battle with Morgan, and then directly tanking the impact of two Noble Phantasms, even the mighty Nameless was nearing death.

"No, I don't allow you to die!"

Mordred grew increasingly panicked.

The first time she had someone she liked, the first time she felt valued, these two joyful things intertwined, destined to bring even greater happiness.

She should have experienced dreamlike happy times.

But!

Why?

Why did it turn out like this?

"Don't be sad, don't be upset. I'm just returning to where I belong."

Nameless's voice grew weaker and weaker.

At this moment, this powerhouse who could behead Vortigern, the King of Lowly, was more fragile than an infant.

With his extremely weak voice, he bid a final farewell to the two: "May you one day be reunited with someone important..."

Plink~

The hand that he intended to reach for King Arthur's cheek fell heavily.

Nameless was dead!

[Touching, so touching, romantic enough to make me cry!]

[Sigh, Nameless really used his life to mediate. Both are his most important people, he could only sacrifice himself!]

[Hehe, what I want to know most now is, what will King Arthur and Mordred's reaction be after watching the video!]

[Ahhh, Nameless! You haven't come to marry me yet!]

[The person upstairs is dreaming! He's my husband!]

In the living room.

Luo Ya looked at the touching scene on the large LCD TV screen, but was once again laughing so hard she was rolling around hugging a panda pillow.

"Nameless, you truly deserve an Oscar. Your acting is way too good, hahaha!"

As she rolled, her loose loungewear rode up, revealing her soft, fair little belly.

However.

She caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye, but the other person wasn't looking at her at all.

Am I really that unattractive?

Luo Ya couldn't help but ask aloud, "Wei Gong, why aren't you smiling?"

"..."

Wei Gong was silently weeping inside.

How the hell am I supposed to smile?

King Arthur and Mordred were fighting, and he risked his life to break them up.

In the end, on the verge of death, he persuaded them to shake hands and make peace.

A father's love, a son's respect, Nameless falls, listen to that, what a legendary story.

And then!

That damned Alaya exposed everything!

If he had selectively chosen the most epic parts.

The audience would have absolutely praised him like crazy, moved to tears by him.

But now.

They all knew he wasn't dead at all, and they were all gloating.

Waiting to be found by the real-life King Arthur and Mordred.

Public execution!

Black history exposed!

Damn Alaya!

He couldn't help but reach out and grab the little loli's golden twin tails, gritting his teeth, "Luo Ya, have you forgotten that I taught you not to laugh at others since you were little!"

"Hey, hey, my twin tails aren't your steering wheel, idiot! Pervert! Shut up!"

Luo Ya pouted and gave him a direct triple combo.

Beside them.

Ilya watched the two interact with envy.

It's so nice, I want to join in too.

What was a little strange was, The more she looked, the more she felt that this homebody of a good man had the shadow of that Nameless Heroic Spirit.

Just as gentle, just as good a cook, just as good at raising a daughter…

Ilya's small face was filled with a strange expression as she looked at her best friend with angry golden twin tails.

A bold idea surfaced in her mind--

Eh, could Aya also be interested in Wei Gong?

Ilya's mood became even more complicated.

She sat obediently on the sofa and continued to watch the video intently.

On the screen.

That hand fell powerlessly.

Countless light spots emerged from his body, and his entire being began to dissipate like a dream bubble.

Mordred immediately burst into tears, "No, a future without you is not the future I want!"

"I don't want you to die!"

Artoria's body erupted with astonishing fluctuations.

A Noble Phantasm imbued with infinite power was drawn from her body.

The golden metal scabbard was inlaid with a striking blue enamel.

It was covered in densely packed runes.

It was the scabbard of Excalibur, possessing invincible defense.

Its name was--

[Avalon!]

However.

Even after the scabbard was inserted into the opponent's body, it still couldn't prevent their complete dissipation.

Nameless was dead!

He could no longer be found.

That gentle person had completely turned into an untouchable memory.

In this moment, the King fell into boundless fury: "Mordred!!!"

"Arth--ur, this is all your fault!"

Mordred stared at her, her eyes equally bloodshot.

The battle erupted once more.

In the end.

The rebellious knight was pierced by a spear. For the first time, she removed her helmet, facing King Arthur directly.

She reached out, attempting to touch the other, and gave a tragic smile. "Father King, you never acknowledged me in the end..."

"I never denied you in the first place..."

King Arthur was also covered in blood.

She gazed at the Sword Hill filled with corpses and silently closed her eyes.

Thump, thump, thump~

At this moment, hurried hoofbeats echoed from afar.

A knight who had always been loyal to her finally broke through the hasty obstructions and rushed before her, kneeling in front of her in tears.

King Arthur handed the holy sword to the knight. "Bedivere, cross that blood-soaked hill, find a very deep lake, and throw this sword in..."

The blonde girl sat quietly on the hill.

Knight Bedivere knelt before her, holding the sword in both hands, tears streaming from his eyes.