Chapter 158: The Albion Spirit Cave
"People believe in me, and I will strive not to let them down...
However, thinking that I will never see this scenery again from now on makes me feel a bit lonely."
Artoria gazed at Camelot and Britain.
Having to leave the homeland she had stayed in for decades, this island carried many of her memories.
Just the thought of leaving forever.
Unavoidably made one feel a bit sad.
"That's true, but the future will bring new scenery, and it certainly won't be worse than now. We cannot abandon the past; what we can choose is to remember it. In that case, even if we leave, we can still recall the feelings in our hearts at this moment."
"Once again, you've taught me a lesson, Moran. No matter how long it's been, I will always need you like this..."
Artoria's words revealed a sense of attachment and reluctance.
There was no further discussion on the deeper matters.
Heading to the Inner Sea of the Planet was indeed a way for Britain to continue its existence, but it still returned to that critical question.