角色故事•四（解鎖條件：角色等級80）
在真正成為王之前，少女有一段在家鄉四處遊歷的時光。那時，整個世界仿佛剛剛誕生，不知名的花朵盛開在山谷，不知名的溪流反射着初春的早陽。有太多事物對少女來說沒有名字，只能用手指指點點，不停地向某位知識淵博的同伴提出問題。
餵馬、劈柴、盡情奔跑…少女熟悉的生活即將告一段落，可她毫不計較，每天入睡時都暢想着新的冒險。
「真正的王並不如此。
「王不可擅離城堡。那城堡並非由磚石所造，它的原材料是民眾的信心。
「王不可期待冒險。每項決策都應該是深思熟慮的結果，並儘量排除個人喜好的影響。
「王不可擁有生活。王是國家的象徵，無論在何種場合與人交流，都應該擁有指引前路的力量。」
或許對很多人來說，這都是一份無法承受的重擔。但發掘少女的那位魔法師眼光很好——她不僅輕鬆地適應了這一切，甚至用男性的身份示人也不會露出任何破綻（當然，需要藉助一點小小的法術）。
「有趣的是，王的煩惱並不來自這些約束。
「恰恰相反——她最頭痛的，是自己失去了所有的約束。
「啊…這樣說大概很難理解，不如用大家都熟悉的場景來打比方吧。」
在銀河的邊陲有一顆行星，那裏氣候惡劣，無窮的敵人威脅着人類脆弱的家園。為此人們推舉出了一位「王」，把她每天的日程都排得滿滿當當——這樣一來，從上到下，整個星球團結成了有機的整體，一切保護家園的行動都得以井井有條地展開。
但很久之後，突然有一天，王發現自己的日程出現了明顯的空缺。她不覺得自己有休息的餘閒，但身邊的人們提供了各種各樣的回答；但王敏銳地發現，這些回答的本質，都指向了同一個事實…「我們不知道還能做些什麼，才能讓明天比今天更好。」
「表面上看，這時的王可以想做什麼就做什麼。
「但只要稍動腦筋，她又會發現，自己可能做什麼都是錯的。
「這是一個可怕的惡性循環——想的越多，理解你的人就會越少。」
在自己的有生之年，王無法跳出這個詛咒。她最信任的騎士與自己分道揚鑣，她最器重的養子與自己刀劍相向。
她的王國在她手中崛起，亦在她手中敗亡。
「如果有個更合適的人能成為王就好了。」彌留之際，她一度這樣評判自己。
——不過，大可放心。現在的少女，早就不從這個角度看待問題了。
「從結果來說，一切的改變，都因為我參加了某次聖杯戰爭。
「不過，千萬不要誤會，聖杯戰爭只是這樣的一個契機——
「——它喊住了埋頭奔跑的你，讓你有機會重新發現身邊的風景。
「我仍然是王。只是換了一種履行義務的方式。
「就像那些春天的花朵…當你注意到它們的時候，往往正目睹着它們的凋謝。不過幸運的是，儘管花朵終會化作泥土，但開出花朵的樹枝依舊在那兒。
「含苞的樹枝，永遠會等待着下一個春天。」
Character Story: Part IV
• Unlocked at Character Level 80
Before she ever became a king, the girl once wandered her homeland freely. Back then, the world felt newly born. Unknown flowers bloomed in quiet valleys, nameless streams shimmered beneath the early spring sun. To her, many things had no names. She could only point and ask questions, again and again, to a certain knowledgable companion.
Feeding the horses, chopping firewood, running until breathless... Her familiar life was about to draw to a close. But she didn't mind. Each night, she drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the adventures yet to come.
"A true king doesn't live that way."
"A king must never stray from the castle, and that castle isn't made of stone or brick. Its foundation is the people's trust."
"A king must not long for adventure. Every choice must come from deliberation, free from the pull of personal desire as much as possible."
"A king must not pursue a life of their own. A king stands as the nation's symbol, and in every word they speak, no matter to whom, they must carry the strength to lead."
To most, such a role would be an unbearable weight. But the mage who discovered the girl had a discerning eye — she took on the role with ease. Even presenting herself as a man raised no suspicion — though, of course, a touch of magecraft helped with that.
"The funny thing is, her troubles didn't come from being bound by these rules."
"It is quite the opposite — what she struggles with most is the loss of all her restraint."
"Ah... I know, that's probably hard to grasp. Maybe it's better to explain with a more familiar example."
At the edge of the cosmos lies a planet ravaged by harsh weather, where endless threats loom over humanity's fragile home. To protect it, the people appointed a "king," and scheduled her every hour from dawn to dusk. And in doing so, the planet became one, united and ordered. Their efforts to defend their world fell into place with perfect precision.
Years had passed when the king discovered blatant gaps appearing in her schedule. Though she felt rest was a luxury she couldn't afford, everyone around her offered various explanations. With her sharp intuition, she pierced through their words to the underlying truth: "We no longer know what more we can do to make tomorrow better than today."
"To outside observers, the king seemed finally free to pursue her desires."
"Yet the moment she considered her options, she realized that perhaps every choice she could now make was somehow wrong."
"This is a terrifying negative spiral — the more thoughts you have, the fewer who truly understand your burden."
This curse followed the king to her grave. Her most trusted knightLancelot parted ways with her, while her most promising adopted childMordred drew steel against her.
The kingdom she raised to greatness ultimately met its downfall through her own hands.
"If only someone more worthy had taken the throne." Such was her self-judgment in her dying breath.
But rest assured. The girl she is now no longer scrutinizes herself through such harsh eyes.
"If we consider the outcome, then everything transformed when I participated in that fateful Holy Grail War."
"But please understand — the Holy Grail War was just an opportunity —"
"It stopped you in your headlong rush, allowing you to finally see the beauty that had always surrounded you."
"I am still the king, and this is just another method of fulfilling my duty."
"Like the flowers of spring... by the time you notice their beauty, you're usually only on time to witness them withering. Yet thankfully, those flowers eventually fade to soil, the branches that produced the bloom endure."
"These branches, full of promise, will forever await the next(utopia's arrival) spring."
