"Yes. No matter how difficult it is to realize a wish, as long as you have the Holy Grail of All Power, you will definitely achieve it-"

Saber asserted proudly. So far, Saber finally knew why the atmosphere between the two was so wonderful - the scene suddenly became cold.

"Ah, saber? I want to confirm...that British destruction should be a matter of your time, when you rule?"

"Yes! So I can't forgive myself." Saber's tone became more firm when he heard this. "So I'm very unwilling to give up and want to change that ending! Because I led to such an ending..."

Unexpectedly, someone burst into laughter. It was a kind of vulgar laughter that ignored any understanding, and this laughter came from the mouth of the archer, which emitted golden glory. Facing this great humiliation, Saber's face was filled with anger. The thing she cherished the most was ridiculed by the archer.

“…archer, what’s so funny?

Without minding Saber's anger, the Golden Heroic Spirit replied intermittently while laughing: "—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

As he kept laughing beside Archer, Nero was about to speak, but Kuina was stopped by a look of her eyes and had to drink depressedly. Rider also frowned and stared at Saber with some displeasure.

"Wait - wait for the Knight King first, do you want to deny the history you created?"

Saber, who has never had any doubts about his ideals, will naturally not be questioned by him at this moment.

"It is. Surprising? Is it ridiculous? As king, the country for which I sacrifice my life is destroyed. I mourn, what's wrong with it?"

The answer to her was archer's hilarious burst.

"Hey, have you heard rider! This little girl who calls herself the Knight King... actually said something about 'devoting her life to the country'! Hahahaha!"

The answer to the archer is the rider's gradually deeper silence. This is the same insult to being ridiculed for Saber.

"I don't know what's funny. As a king, we should naturally stand up and work hard for the prosperity of our country!"

"You are wrong." Rider denied her words firmly and seriously. "It is not the king's sacrifice, but the country and the people who dedicate everything they have to the king. Don't make mistakes about this."

"What did you say-" Saber could no longer suppress his anger, and she shouted loudly, "--Isn't that a tyrant? Rider, archer, it's a big mistake for you to be king like this!"

"Yes. But we are not only tyrants, but also heroes." Rider replied calmly, not even moving his eyebrows. "So saber, if a king is dissatisfied with the result of his governance of the country, it only means that he is a fool, worse than a tyrant."

Unlike the Archer who kept mocking Saber, rider fundamentally denied her. Saber locked her eyebrows and retorted in a sharp tone: "Iskandar, you... the empire you created was eventually split into four parts. Are you really not at all unwilling to accept it? Don't you want to do it again and save the country?"

"Don't want it." The Conqueror replied immediately, erecting his chest and staring straight at the Knight King's stern gaze. "If my decision and my ministers lead to such a result, then destruction is inevitable. I will mourn and cry, but I will never regret it."

"How could it be..."

"Not to mention trying to subvert history! This stupid behavior is an insult to all the human beings of the era I have built!"

Regarding rider's proud words, Saber denied: "You say this only based on the glory of warriors. People will not think so, they need salvation."

"You mean they want the king's rescue?" rider shrugged and laughed, "I don't understand! What's the point of this kind?"

"This is the king's duty!" This time it was Saber's turn to speak proudly, "The correct rule, the correct order, is what all subjects expect."

"Then are you the 'right' slave?"

"You can say that. Only by devoting yourself to your ideals are worthy of being a king." Without a trace of doubt, the young knight king nodded, "People can understand law and order through the king. What the king should not embody is the kind of thing that will disappear with the king's death, but a more noble thing."

Looking at Saber who was still determined, the rider on one side shook her head as if she was pitying her.

"This is not a path of survival that people will choose."

"Yes. Since you are born as a king, you cannot hope to live a life of ordinary people."

In order to become a perfect monarch and to become the embodiment of her ideal, she was willing to give up her body and throw away her personal relationship. The life of a girl named Artoria was completely changed at the moment she pulled the sword out of the rock. Since then, she has become synonymous with undefeated legends, hymns and dreams. She has had pain and troubles, but it contains the glory of victory. The belief that will never change has supported her arm holding the sword.

"The Conqueror King, a person like you who only cares about yourself will not understand my beliefs. You are just a overlord who is overwhelmed by desire!"

Saber shouted sternly. The scolded rider immediately opened his eyes wide.

"A king without desire is not as good as a vase." Rider's anger and his huge body made him feel even more terrible. "Saber, you just said 'devoted to your ideals'. Indeed, you were a clean saint, so holy that no one could match. But who would expect to be martyred for your ideals? Who would have thought about and hoped for the so-called saints day and night, and could only comfort the people, but not guide the people. Only by showing desires and singing the ultimate glory can you lead the country and the people to the right path."

After drinking the wine in the glass, the Conquer King continued to correct the situation.

"As a king, you must have stronger desires than anyone else. You are bolder than anyone else, and more angry than anyone else. He should be a human being who contains both clear and turbidity, and is more real than anyone else. Only in this way can the ministers be impressed by the king, and the people will have a longing like "If I were the king" in their hearts!"

"Where is justice like this kind of governance?"

"No. The way of kings has no so-called justice, so there is no regret."

"……………” He asserted too simply that Saber was already so angry. Both of them took the happiness of the people as the basic principle, but the two's ideas were far apart.

On one side is praying for peace.

On one side is hope for prosperity.

The two people's ideas are naturally impossible to have the same ideas as the king who suppresses troubled times and the king who brings up wars.

rider smiled and spoke cheerfully.

"Your justice and ideals may have saved the country and the people for a while, so your name will be passed down to this day. However, you won't know what the result will be for those saved guys."

"What did you say?"

Blood stains the hill of sunset.

The scenery revived in Saber's mind again.

"You blindly 'save' subjects, but never 'guided' them. They don't know what the 'king' desires of the king is. You left behind the lost subjects, but you are alone in a divine manner, intoxicated by your own petty ideals. So you are not a qualified king. You just want to be the 'king' who cares about the people, and a little girl who tied herself up to be that kind of idol."

"I..." There were many words to refute, but every time I spoke, the scene I had witnessed in Jinlan Bay appeared before my eyes. The corpse was everywhere and blood was flowing into a river. There were her ministers, her friends and her relatives. She learned the prophecy the moment she drew the sword from the rock. She knew that this meant destruction, and she had already become enlightened.

but why……

When she saw this tragic scene with her own eyes, she would feel that she could do nothing but prayer. Some magicians also predicted that it was almost impossible to subvert. But she still thought that if a miracle really could happen...

A dangerous idea occupied Saber's mind. If he did not protect Britain as a savior, but ravaged Britain as a tyrant.

Troubled times will only become more chaotic due to war disasters. First of all, this is not the kingly path she pursues. And no matter what angle she stands, she would not choose this option.

But if I really did that, which one would be more tragic than the Battle of the Sword Bar...

"?"

Unexpectedly, Saber felt that the coldness was so cold that it brought her back from her thoughts.

That was Archer's sight.

The golden Servant handed the saber to rider since the beginning. He sat on the side and drank leisurely. His dark red eyes looked at her carefully at some point.

He didn't speak, and he couldn't tell from his eyes that he had any intentions, but his eyes had a lewd smell, as if a snake climbed up to his body, making people feel humiliated and unhappy.

"Like some inferior military god, his disgusting eyes."

Before saber got angry, Kuyna suddenly spoke and said in a disgusting tone.

Archer's mouth grinned in a cruel curve.
Chapter completed!