"A king without desire is better than a vase. ”

Rider's shouts of rage, combined with his massive size, made him even more terrifying.

"Saber, you just said 'dedicate yourself to your ideals.'" Indeed, you used to be an incorruptible saint, holy to the point that no one else could match. But who wants to look forward to martyrdom for their ideals? Who wants to think day and night about the so-called saints, who can only comfort the people, but cannot guide the people. Only by showing desire and eulogizing the ultimate glory can we lead the country and the people to the right path. ”

After drinking the wine in the cup, the conqueror king corrected.

"To be a king is to have stronger desires than anyone else, to be more bold than anyone else, and to be more irritable than anyone else. He should be a human being who is pure and turbid, more real than anyone else. Only in this way can the courtiers be convinced by the king, and the people will have such a longing in their hearts, 'It would be nice if I were the king'!"

Iskandar's sentence after sentence was like a sharp knife cutting through Saber's heart little by little.

"O king who bears the name of a knight, your righteousness and ideals may have saved the country and the people for a while, so your name will be praised to this day. However, you don't know what happened to those who were saved. ”

"What do you say・・・・・・"

Bloodstained Hill of the Sunset.

The sight revived Saber's mind again.

"You have tried to save your subjects, but you have never guided them. They did not know what the king's desires were. Thou hast left behind your lost subjects, and thou hast left behind a sacred gesture to revel in thy own petty ideals. So you're not a good king. You just want to be a king for the sake of the people, a little girl who cocoons herself to be that kind of idol. ”

"I ・・・・・・"

There are many words to refute, but every time I open my mouth, I am reminded of the scene I once witnessed in the autumn of the sunset.

Corpses were strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed like rivers. There lay her courtiers, her friends, and her relatives.

"Enough. ”

Unexpectedly, Shirai Tsuki, who should have nothing to do with it, has been drinking alone since the banquet began to say his wishes.

"Is it fun to bully a little girl? ”

"You too!" Saber felt a sense of shame for Shirai Yue's liberation, and even he said that he was a little girl.

"Oh, do you have any ideas?" In any case, Shirai Moon is also sitting here as a king, although he only listened to his wishes and did not understand his royal way, but his thoughts are not something that can be ignored at will.

"In my opinion, tonight's banquet is just a banquet. ”

Hearing this, even Archer, who wanted to laugh at Saber before, raised his eyebrows, which undoubtedly completely negated the conversation between several people before.

"It seems to me that the king is king because the people need it. ”

Hearing this, Saber's face softened a lot, while Rider and Archer were a little unhappy.

"The people are ignorant and need order, so there is a king who rules. Archer。 ”

"The people are in war and need peace, so there is the King of Salvation. Saber。 ”

"The people are suffering from dreary and need prosperity, so there is a king of conquest. Rider。 ”

"Water can carry a boat, it can capsize a boat, that's all. ”

"The king is king, and because men are recognized, this is what I think. ”

These words affirmed everyone's royal road, but denied everyone's royal road.

The first to object was Archer: "Even if I am alone, the world will still belong to this king." ”

In this regard, Bai Jingyue just smiled, is the king who doesn't even have subjects really a king?

Saber was also a little entangled, and she couldn't figure out whether Shirai Yue was supporting her or refuting her.

"But, Saber, I don't think your royal way is wrong, but your wishes are undoubtedly wrong. If Britain had not been destroyed, what about the Britons who rose from destruction and have risen from their destruction? Are they the things you can give up?"

Saber was silent about this, those people still preached her myths, still regarded her as an ancestor, and naturally her subjects.

"It's better not to touch the timeline. ”

In the end, Shirai Moon left Saber with this sentence.

"So, Berserker, what did you become king because of what the people desired?" Iskandar, who had the [King's Army], understood Shirai Tsuki's words the most, so he wanted to know why Shirai Tsuki, who had such thoughts, became a king and why he became a heroic spirit.

Shirai stopped drinking, and instead closed her eyes. He wondered why he had become the Lich King in the first place.

Carrying darkness and sin, sacrifice and hope.

"I ・・・・・・ because I want to win!"

I can only answer with this, because he just wants to defeat Kil'Gardan, who can destroy the world, for the sake of the people he cares about.

He thirsts for victory, so he needs strength, the power of darkness, the sin of manipulating the corpses of his comrades, and the people who died because of him, he carries hope.

Not only him, but also the people who were cornered by the Burning Legion also thirsted for victory, victory at any cost.

Yes, he really just fights to the death for the people he cares about, and those who deliver his hopes to him are also the people he cares about.

How could he really be so cold-blooded?

He is the powerful Lich King Shirai Tsuki, and the dead otaku who can be sad or happy for the sake of an anime plot.

yes, since you have the power, why don't you do what you want to do? What does an otaku want to do? Speaking of which, I've done a lot of it, saving Sakura, killing the Kiriri, and participating in this Holy Grail War, isn't there that little bit of otaku soul surging?

The person you care about・・・・・・ so the character you love as an otaku is also the person you care about, right?

Everyone present, including the Masters on the side, noticed that something was wrong, as if after saying that sentence, Berserker seemed to untie some knot, and a gentle but deathly silence of the king's breath emanated violently but gently, making people feel a sense of contradiction.

Mikoto Misaka smiled brightly when she felt it, after Shirai Yue became the Lich King, everyone around Shirai Yue felt an indescribable incongruity, as if Shirai Yue had suppressed something, and today Shirai Yue finally turned back to the big boy who was a little cold but warm everywhere when he first met.