Wakaba looked around curiously, the inherent enchantment, the materialization of the mental landscape, he felt very familiar, a bit similar to his dream realm descending to the Nth power weakened version.

The king of conquest turned his back to all and said proudly and heroically:

"This is the land that my legion once drove, and it is the scenery that the warriors who have shared the weal and woe with the king have imprinted it into their hearts!"

With the words of the conquering king, the metal armor collided, and the dense footsteps of the army marched like war drums sounded behind him.

It was an army, an army that could not be seen from the beginning to the end, I don't know how long and wide, and I don't know how many people there were, with spears like forests and a sea of people!

The King of Conquest opened his arms and said in a voice that was even more proud than before, to Artoria and the others and to the Assassin:

"This world, this landscape can exist in this world precisely because he is the image of the hearts of all of us!"

"Look, that's my unparalleled legion!

Even though my body has vanished and my soul has been absorbed by the world as a heroic spirit, I am still loyal to me, legendary warriors!"

"The bond with them is my supreme treasure!My royal way!The strongest treasure I am proud of as Iskander!Ionian Hetairoi [Legion of Kings]!"

As the words of the conquering king fell, a terrifying cry erupted in the legions, responding to the heroic words of their king.

"Yo-ah!!" ×N

Webber looked at the seemingly endless army in astonishment, and his heart was so shocked that he lost his mind and exclaimed:

"They... Everybody's a Servant!"

"Whew..."

Wakaba looked at the back of the king of conquest, and let out a long breath, his eyes flashed with inexplicable colors, and his heart was amazed.

is worthy of being the emperor, convinced, if he was born in his time, in the land he ruled, I am afraid that even he can't help but devote himself to such a heroic king!

The spirit of the king is truly there!

It is true that in the historical records, this king has all kinds of flaws and defects, but with such a mind and majesty, everything is false.

Glory to my king!

In a large army, those who can become heroic spirits are definitely the elite troops of the elite, and the high-ranking generals among them, without counting the treasures, are not inferior to Artoria abound.

In such a comparison, Artoria is indeed much more petty than the King of Conquest.

A tall horse with strong muscles, rough limbs, and pure black fur like silk, a line taller than the king of conquest, slowly walked to the king of conquest.

The king of conquest held the slightly lowered head of the god horse sideways, and said affectionately:

"Long time gone, man. ”

The horse's head rubbed against the conquering king's shoulder, and he responded with a dull thunderous snort.

The king of conquest held the reins of the divine horse, turned around and looked at the people who followed him all over the world before his death, swept across the three continents of Europe, Asia and Africa, and still lived on his heroic soul after death, swore to follow his generals and army to the death, and said loudly with his head held high:

"The so-called king! is a figure who wants to live a wonderful life more than anyone else, and will make everyone fall for it!"

The army raised their spears and shouted in unison:

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The King of Conquest stepped onto the Divine Horse, the Divine Horse did not need to be urged, and the psychic footsteps turned lightly, leading the King of Conquest to face the army.

"Only those who gather the admiration of thousands of warriors and stand like a road sign can be kings!

Therefore, the king is not alone!

Because of its will, it is the sum of the aspirations of all its subjects!"

The crowd raised their spears again and shouted in unison.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The King of Conquest's eyes were bright, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked back at the Assassin, who had been shocked by the incredible scene, and smiled:

"So, let's get started, Assassin!

As you can see, the battlefield we have materialized is the plains, sorry, the ground is on our side with a numerical advantage!"

How dare the Assassin talk back to the King of Conquest, they are already frightened, and they can't help but retreat under the gaze of the King of Conquest, wanting to escape.

However, in the mental landscape of the conquering king and all the soldiers, where could they flee?

The words of the conquering king are not discussing anything, but only the declaration of the king's demeanor.

Boom!

The short, wide steel sword was unsheathed, and the twin blades and patterns shimmered in the sunlight with a dazzling golden glow.

Pointing forward with his sword, the King of Conquest laughed and shouted and commanded:

"Ravage!"

"Oh!" ×N

Hundreds of thousands of troops were in high spirits and burst into shouts of excitement as they followed the king of conquest and marched forward bravely.

This is a war without suspense, not only in numbers, but also in the clash of wills!

The Assassin died in just one charge of [King's Army], and disappeared without a trace in an instant, like a drop of water falling into the sea.

The King of Conquest sat on top of the divine horse, staring at his soldiers with big eyes and looking proudly at his soldiers, before he raised his short sword and let out a roar of victory.

"Woohoo!!"

"Oh yes!!" ×N

Countless soldiers roared with the king of conquest and let out a cry of victory.

Such a shocking scene made the hearts of everyone present ripple, Ellie Sophie, Wakaba, and Webber just felt extremely shocked, but Artoria's blue eyes were full of complicated colors.

Jin Shining, on the other hand, sat in place with his wine glass in his hand throughout, his expression unchanged, making it impossible to know what he was thinking.

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Whew...

The King of Conquest raised his glass, filled a glass of wine from the barrel he had bought, drank it all, put it on the ground, and exhaled:

"We're done with the wrapping up, we're done with what we're going to say, so that's it for tonight. ”

The King of Conquest got up from the ground and turned to leave.

Artoria also stood up and said:

"Wait, Rider, I haven't yet..."

"You better stop talking. ”

The conquering king interrupted Artoria's words without looking back, and said with a slight pause:

"Tonight is a feast for kings to talk about, but Saber, I don't recognize you anymore. ”

Cracking sound!

As he spoke, the King of Conquest summoned his chariot [Kamui Wheel], walked up with the still dazed Lord Weber, paused before leaving, and finally turned his head sideways to Artoria and sighed:

"I said, girl.

It's time to wake up from that painful dream, or one day, you'll lose even the least of your glory as a hero.

The dream of the king you are talking about is just that kind of curse. ”

"What did you say!?"

Cracking sound!

The King of Conquest did not respond to Artoria's angry questioning, and drove away.

His previous words were not pity, although he did not agree with Artoria's status as a 'king', but he agreed that Artoria was a respectable opponent, and that remark was just a warning to the point.

In his words, the kaolin flower of the battlefield needs to be cared for.