The city tower is still silent.
It is still the peaceful moonlight.
Still alone looking at the moon.
However, this time, the word "dazed" seemed a little inappropriate, because she was looking at the moon very seriously and attentively, as if she could see the craters on the surface of the moon clearly through a distance of 384,000 kilometers.
It was such a profound look, as if one had put all of his whole body and soul into it.
So much so that she, a top warrior and the King of Destruction who had spent almost her entire life on the battlefield, was completely unaware of Shinji's approach, even when the latter did not use any stealth techniques.
"Altira, Altira, Altira, hello, hello~"
After shouting three times in a row, there was no response. In desperation, Shinji had to resort to an extraordinary measure and flicked her on the forehead with his hand.
"My king, it's time to get up."
"Ah!" Altira finally came to his senses and reflexively took a few steps back.
"Good morning, Altira."
"Good morning, no, it's evening now. Good evening, Matou Shinji."
"Oh, you still know it's night time, good, you're not sleepy."
"I wasn't asleep, I was just-"
"What?"
"I seem to have had a dream."
Hearing this answer, Shinji couldn't help laughing: "Aren't you still sleeping?"
It seems that she is like this whether on the moon or on earth.
"No, I didn't lose consciousness." Altira shook his head and tried to explain, "I saw some intermittent images, just there."
Shinji knew clearly that she was referring to the bright moon above his head, and he also roughly guessed what she would see, but he still deliberately asked: "What did you see?"
"I saw a stone room, a temple, a vague, somewhat scary, yet somewhat familiar giant, and - and you!"
"I?"
"Yeah. I-Is that where we met?"
"Yes." Shinji did not hide it, because there was no point. Sooner or later, she would know and recognize her true self.
"What is that place? Is it really there?" Altira looked up at the moon again.
"Right there."
"What on earth is that place?"
"I can only tell you that it is a place that humans cannot reach yet. The rest is up to you to slowly dig and explore."
"Me?" Altira became more and more confused. She had never been a smart Servant. Even though she had strong calculation ability, she was still easily confused.
"It's you. It's what's yours. The real you."
"The real me?"
"Aren't you curious? Why did you wake up in a place like that? Why were you adopted by Monduk? What is your true origin? Where did you get the emblem on your body?"
"Emblem..." Altira reached out his hand and carefully touched the innate pattern, "Star Emblem, no, that shouldn't be the name, there's something missing."
"Yes, there is indeed something missing, so it is difficult for you to unleash the true power of the 'Sword of the God of War'."
Not only the emblem, but also Altila's entire life as the King of the Huns standing on the earth is missing. This is the most important reason why Altila always feels alienated from this world, and it is also the biggest obstacle for her to show top-level strength despite her status as a top-level hero. How can the "Scourge of God" sweep across Europe with only this little power
"There you will find answers, answers to everything."
"Is that so?" Altira was skeptical. "But I always feel that if I knew the answer, I might become something else and no longer be who I am now."
Shinji was silent. She was still so perceptive in this regard.
Altira asked again: "Do you want me to become like that?"
"No, I want you to enjoy your second life and not become a weapon of destruction."
This is what Shinji sincerely hopes for, whether in Mooncell or in this world. Whether in the past life or in this life.
"But what you do is up to you. No matter what is hidden there or what the truth is, the decision is always in your hands. If you want to be what you are, then you will be what you are. If you want to stay the same, then you don't have to change. If you want to try a life other than being a warrior, I am happy to help you - whether you want to gallop on the grassland, bake bread in a bakery, or travel around the land."
You are subject to many restrictions on the moon, but on Earth, they are not as strict, at least not yet.
Shinji's words lit up a certain look in Altira's eyes, revealing an indescribable expectation, although it was quickly suppressed by something.
"Can I really do this? Can I really do these things?"
"Of course, you can if you want." Shinji nodded happily.
"But, my hands... I am like this... except for weapons—" Altira hesitated and placed his hands on the city wall. Then, the place where his fingers touched quickly changed into crystals of the three primary colors and gradually spread outward.
"Idiot! This kind of thing is easy to solve. Go on."
Shinji took out a small ball from his pocket and threw it over. Altira took it and the surface of the ball turned into three-color crystals.
Without giving Altira a chance to speak, Shinji peeled off the skin, revealing what was inside, an inconspicuous brown ball.
"Open your mouth."
leave.
Swallow.
"How about it?"
"Sweet and delicious. What is this?"
"Chocolate beans."
"Chocolate? Well, that's civilized."
Altira said it seriously, but Shinji smiled happily. He wanted to tell Altira in this way that your ability must be directly touched to take effect, and it will not work if there is a layer between them, even a thin piece of paper, but he didn't expect her to say this directly.
"According to this standard, there are many, many good civilizations in the world."
"real?"
"Believe me, I won't lie to you. As long as you remember your current mood, no matter what you see there, you won't be lost."
This was Shinji's real intention. Using himself as a medium to establish a connection between the giant god on the moon and the servants on the earth was not only to give the prisoner who had been imprisoned for 14,000 years a good dream, nor was it just to let the Hun king on the earth know the truth.
What she actually wants is the spiritual connection between the two Altiras on the Earth and the Moon. Once that purest and most beautiful vision grows up, she will be able to resist even the instinctive command of predating wandering planets.
You have never been weapons of destruction. You are human beings, living human beings.
PS: Currently, similar abilities of Type-Moon include Lancelot's "Not Actually Dead with Bare Hands", which turns everything he touches into a Noble Phantasm, Richard the Lionheart's, which turns everything he touches into a Holy Sword, and the Great King's, which turns everything he touches into a Color Pen - especially the Great King's, which has an irreversible erosion phenomenon, and is simply a money-making skill, but it seems to have no effect on life. Of course, the most ruthless one is the Great Spider's Crystal Valley, which automatically turns everything around him into a crystal-like Mercury environment without touching it.
PS2: A book friend asked me to find the video number of Young King calling dad and learning to meow like a cat. Please send it to 24741554. I rewatched it again. Young King is really amazing. He is soft, cute, well-behaved and obedient. He often says that he wants to grow up as soon as possible so that he can help his father.