Chapter 372: Assassin the Disturber

"Regret...... Hey, hey, hey...... Regret ......"

Arthas smiled bitterly and looked at the woman in front of him who was indeed truly regretting and regretting......

"What qualifications do you have, it's a pity! Able to spend their entire life defending their country and consistently...... Dying to defend my country, that's something I've ever dreamed of doing! You have everything I desire, but you don't know how to cherish it, you tell me to repent...... What about me? To whom am I going to speak? I killed my own father with my own hands, destroyed my own country with my own hands, hurt those who loved me and those who expected me...... Life is not like life and death is not like death, you can't even end yourself, you can only accept the torment from the heart and the torture of the body every day......"

Two very different and extremely similar people, two kings who also regret the pain...... In the midst of this banquet of kings that transcended time and space, she asked her loudly, "You say! To whom shall I confess?!!! ”

“……”

"Wait!" Nightshade interrupted Artoria, who wanted to continue arguing, "Can I say a few words?" ”

"What? Now do you want to judge our royal ways? Gilgamesh's red pupils looked at Nightfall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No," Nightshade shook his head, "your royal way is your own beliefs, not for others to judge. ”

Iskandar raised his eyebrows: "I like this, my conquest of the king is to conquer others, and I will not listen to the advice of others at all." ”

Gilgamesh nodded, agreeing; Arthas nodded likewise, as if his mood had calmed down; Only Artoria remained silent.

Nightshade looked at Artoria, who looked down and seemed to have been hit, and said, "What's wrong, Saber?" Doubting your royal ways? ”

Artoria raised her head, her green pupils full of confusion: "Is my royal way really wrong?" ”

"Do you think it's wrong too? In my opinion, there is no problem that you want to save the people, but will King Arthur, who saved the people, still be the King Arthur who is admired by all the people? ”

"Is it really wrong? But... ”

"I didn't say you were wrong." Nightshade waved his hand, "It's just that Arthas has told me some guesses about the outcome of your idea." ”

"So ......"

"Like theirs, I can't say enough about yours. As with the question just now, will King Arthur, who has lost the royal way to save the people, still be the King Arthur who is admired by all the people? ”

Artoria's eyes gradually cleared: "That's right, my royal way, there is no doubt, this is the royal way of my knight king!" ”

"By the way, this is the real King Arthur. As Arthas said, the royal road is unquestionable, and the life of a king must be a life without regrets. You don't need to grieve about your past anymore, because you have done what you are supposed to do as a king perfectly. Nightshade smiled at Artoria who had returned to normal, "That's what I'm going to pursue." ”

Surprisingly, Saber was not angry, but a little shy.

Iskandar and Gilgamesh both looked at the two with a smile on their faces.

Arthas didn't say anything, calmly sipping the wine in her glass, as if her mood had calmed down since Nightshade spoke, and she didn't have the slightest dislike for Nightshade's actions, as if she wasn't the one who had questioned Artoria loudly before.

"Looks like you've figured it out, Knight King, and you have to thank the Lich King and the Shura King." Iskandar laughed as he beckoned the group to continue drinking.

But in the next second, everyone's faces changed.

Strange white objects emerged from the moonlit atrium. One after the other, pale faces appeared in the atrium like flowers blooming. The pale was the color of cold, dry bones.

Skull mask and black robes. The deserted atrium gradually surrounded by this strange group.

assassin……

The small courtyard was densely covered with assassins, all of whom wore masks and black robes, and had different physiques. There are giant men, there are emaciated types, there are short childlike people, and there are women's figures.

“assassin…… Is it? Sure enough, I'm still alive, I thought it was my delusion yesterday. Iskandar said with a frown, in fact, he had noticed the people who were following him yesterday, but thinking that there were also assassins among the outsiders, Iskandar had guessed that it was the forces on the outsider's side that were following them.

"So, is this what you did? Glitter? Iskandar looked around. Said with a little dissatisfaction.

"Damn Shi Chen, he actually used such a subordinate method." Gilgamesh said coldly, her tone full of anger, although she didn't want to admit it in her heart. But this king's feast is indeed a rare after-entertainment program that satisfies her, and although it is not she who organizes the king's banquet, the wine is provided by her, and the time can be said to be a slap in the face! How could this make the arrogant hero king stand it.

"What's going on?! How did the assassin take one after the other...... Isn't there only one servant per rank?! ”

Neither Webb nor Alice Fell could comprehend the current situation of being surrounded by enemies of the same rank.

"When I see an assassin like this, I think of a person, or an organization." Nightfall looked at the white skull mask worn by the Assassin with amusement.

"Who?" Iskandar asked.

"Hassan al-Sabah, the medieval Assassin group, and especially the universal assassin who is said to be able to switch abilities automatically depending on the needs of the mission."

Iskandar glanced at the Assassin at the bottom of the steps, "It's really similar to you. ”

"How? Want to have a drink together? Iskandar said calmly, scooping out the bottle of red wine with a handle and reaching out to the assassins.

"Do you want to invite them to the table? Conquer the King. Gilgamesh frowned.

"Of course, the king's speech should be heard by all the people, and since someone has come to listen to it, it doesn't matter whether it is an enemy or a friend."

"Come, you're welcome, if you want to drink together, come and get the cup yourself. The wine is with your blood. Iskandar held up the spoon in his hand.

A piercing thud answered Iskandar.

Iskandar only had the handle of the spoon left in his hand, and the spoon had partially fallen to the ground. It was done by one of the Assassins, and the wine in the spoon was scattered on the floor of the atrium.

"It's really troublesome." Iskandar looked at the wine scattered on the ground a little speechlessly, "Don't say I didn't warn you, I said that 'this wine' is 'your blood' - right?" Since you let it spill on the ground, then I'm ......."

Before the words fell, a whirlwind whistled.

The wind was hot and dry, as if it were about to burn everything. It wasn't like a forest at night, or the wind in the atrium of a castle - it came from the desert and roared in your ears.

Arthas took a sudden step forward, and the otherwise dry environment disappeared in an instant, as if it were just an illusion.

"You, the Lich King?" Iskandar looked at Arthas in bewilderment.

"Now you still have some hole cards, this time I will do it for me, my frost sorrow has not drunk blood for a long time." Arthas looked disdainfully at the Assassin who surrounded the crowd. (To be continued.) )