Chapter 6: Claiming the King

"I've never been so arrogant, rider"

Across from him was an angry rider, but knight was still slowly drinking. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"God is an untouchable being for human beings, and if you want to become a god, it will only become the most ridiculous joke."

"Hah..."

Rider tried to speak, but Arch reached out and stopped Rider from speaking.

"Tsk, what is this guy going to say, I probably understand, rider, he's just a clown"

"Joker?"

Rider naturally could not understand.

"That's right, doing the impossible in vain, and then knowing that the impossible is still doing, to entertain the world, to entertain others, what is it that is not a clown?"

He looked at Knight maliciously, but he was not so much malicious as he was looking at some toy-like look.

“··· Can you really say that?"

Suddenly, Rhodes felt that it was a good thing that the king was not able to attend such a banquet.

Although it may not be respectful to say this, if it was the king, he would probably have drawn his sword at this moment, right?

And even people like themselves understand how ungraceful it is to draw a sword at this moment, and even to be ridiculed.

"Huh, do you still have any grievances? It is your honor to make this king laugh at you."

There is no more vicious than this, because the speaker does not have any deliberate evil.

Everything is taken for granted, which makes people want to disobey even more.

I also understood a little bit of what his subjects, the miscellaneous people in his mouth, were suffering.

Such a king, even if he wants to catch up, is it in vain?

It's not that you can't catch up, it's that you can't get close at all.

He has closed himself to the highest point of solitary height.

"I don't think so, my king has told me, man, all are created equal."

Liarly, this sentence was not said by King Arthur.

"Well, she even said such a reasonable thing?"

Rider smiled.

The big hand rubbed the rough chin and nodded incessantly.

"All are created equal, it's funny, but it's just born, and then it's not."

"Cut, ignorance, even at the moment of birth, the king and the miscellaneous can't be the same"

With a sudden wave of his hand, behind the Golden King, a crimson smoke appeared, and the door of the treasure house that communicated another time and space suddenly opened, and suddenly there was a sound.

And what appeared in it this time was not those shining treasures, but a wine bottle.

With a heavy cap, it is so gorgeous that it does not need to be decorated, and the material alone is enough to override the simplicity of all barware. And what escapes from it is an indescribable aroma of wine.

"Behold, is this wine comparable to the rest of the inferior things?"

Sneered and lifted the lid, revealing a shallow, clear liquor.

The age, the brewing process, and the raw materials are all impeccable, and the sake that was once dedicated to the Babylonian gods is a fine product even in the treasure trove of unparalleled people, right?

"The king's collection is the best no matter what, the existence of the king should be admired no matter what, the king is the king because he is outstanding, the original king is the original great man, this is the existence that mortals can't catch up with no matter what, so it stands at the top, what do you think?"

Standing, and then oppressing the rest of the people with a look that is not looking down, even Webb, who is not watched, trembles because of the afterglow.

It was an absolutely lonely look, an experience that overrode everything.

"Are you saying that the king is the best?"

Rod smiled wryly.

"I really want to agree, but in history, there are not a few kings who have no virtue and no heart..."

"You're wrong."

This time, Rider is in the archer's shoes.

"Those who do not have enough contact, those who inherit great deeds and cannot carry them forward, and those who do not have the ability to forge ahead, but they are not worthy to be called kings"

"It's wrong, it's not a country that you created, then it's just a dog in the motoka, like that, it's not even a miscellaneous"

Batter.

"In other words, if a kingdom is founded, it is a true king—is that understandable?"

"Of course"

He picked up his glass and swallowed the words into his stomach.

At this time, Rhodes remembered what the king had been thinking about in his last days.

'If only I hadn't become king, but someone else...'

The fragile and incomparably strong girl often stood in the wind, facing the breeze, standing with a sword, and her unknown face under the heavy helmet was also full of haggardness.

"Can you understand me?

She asked herself like this.

And on that green land, on the hills, looking up at the girl with her back to the sun, like a girl bathed in light, there was only sadness in her heart.

What was I sad about at that time?

I don't understand... I can't remember... My heart hurts...

But his answer is so clear, and he still doesn't feel the slightest remorse.

"I understand, King Arthur, but that's not possible anymore"

Saying words that may be painful for a king, but what the young man wants to talk to is not the king, but the girl who is always trembling alone behind the thick ice wall.

"Now I will say to you: Don't be king! It's too late, is it?"

Smiling, from the beginning I knew I was working in vain.

The world needs King Arthur, and the times also need King Arthur, and if it weren't her, it wouldn't work, it had to be him, it had to be it.

However, although the efforts have failed so far, they have not been in vain.

Along the way, both teenagers and girls have not given up their hopes.

So, laughing.

"Then please keep going, don't say what would have happened if you didn't become king, and keep your glory until you die. ”

"Really..."

Turning around and looking at the end of the endless verdant, the blonde girl was rare, dissolving the blue ribbon that bound her long hair. Let the beautiful blonde hair flutter quietly in the wind and turn into the most beautiful color.

She didn't look at Rod again.

"It's great that you think so... Rod ·

"King..."

"No... Call me Artoria."

For some reason, there was a melancholy tenderness in that voice.

That... It was a long, long time ago...

“···”

When he opened his eyes, he still saw the proud face of the Golden King.

Just by seeing this face, I felt that 'I can't do anything if I don't say something', and so, once again, I stood up and made a loud declaration.

"Your Way Is a Mistake"

The king's words will surely say such things.

"Oh oh oh!!

Rider grinned, Archer sneered.

are all waiting, the long-awaited, royal road belonging to the Knight King.

That is the testimony of the king, and the truth of his ways, whether they are qualified to compete on the same stage and become king.

It is only now that Rhodes has truly become a 'king'.