Chapter 32: The Way of the King

"Actually drinking......" Tosaka Tokitomi rubbed his head, he couldn't understand the way these servants were thinking.

"Is it really okay to leave Archer alone?" The Demon Dao communication machine brought Yan Feng Qili's slightly stiff tone.

"There's no way, since it's the so-called king's banquet, how can he ignore it."

There was no war, just drinking, which satisfied Tosaka Tokitomi so that Archer's hole cards would not be exposed. Being able to grasp the situation of the True Feather family in his own workshop is naturally thanks to the report of the Assassin who is hiding nearby, and after passing through Qili's transfer, Shi Chen can understand it so clearly. In order to use the backyard as a venue for the King's banquet, Mawa evacuated all the nearby barriers, otherwise Archer would have to break through those barriers before he could enter. As for the Assassin - if you want to die, come here.

"By the way, Qili, what do you think of Rider and Caster's combat power?"

"The most important thing is whether Rider has a stronger hole card than that vehicle, and how powerful it is! As for Caster, the Lord of Rome doesn't qualify for Caster in any way, but she does have hole cards, that's for sure, she hasn't freed a Noble Phantasm once so far. ”

"Hmm......" Tosaka nodded.

In his opinion, Berserker was hit hard, and his master Ma Tong Yanya was obviously a magician born by relying on the secret skills of the Ma Tong family, and the side effects were very large, and it was seen that his consumption was huge in that battle, and I am afraid that he no longer had the strength to experience a big battle; Avenger is already a rat crossing the street and everyone shouts and fights, and there is no threat at all; Saber's identity and treasures have been revealed, and although the city treasures are powerful, the number of uses is limited; Lancer was unscathed, but he had no chance of winning against Gilgamesh, and the Orthodox Master was mortally wounded. Now the most worried are Asagami Mayu and Caster of unknown origin.

"So, let's use that method!" As if something had been decided, Tosaka Toshitomi ordered.

"I see!" Yan Feng Qili immediately knew the plan of Tosaka Shichen.

"Excellent! It's up to you, Qili, even if we lose this bet, we don't have anything to lose. ”

Changing his posture, pouring a cup of tea, and taking a sip, Tosaka Shichen was very satisfied with this strategizing. However, what is the result, is there always a surprise......

The King's Wine Feast in the Pavilion continued, but after Saber said what he wanted, the atmosphere became strange.

"Saber, you just said 'dedicate yourself to your ideals.'" It is true that you used to be an incorruptible saint, holy to the point that no one else can match, but who wants to expect to be martyred for their ideals? Who would think about the so-called saints day and night? It can only comfort the people, but it 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 impressed by the king, and the people will have such a longing in their hearts, 'If only I were the king'! ”

"Such governance...... So where is the justice? ”

"Nope. There is no such thing as justice in the way of kings, so there is no remorse. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

He asserted it too harshly, and Saber was furious.

Both take making the people happy as the basic criterion, but the two have very different ideas.

On one side is praying for peace.

On the one hand, there is hope for prosperity.

The king who suppressed the troubled times and the king who was involved in the war, naturally the two could not have the same philosophy.

Rider smiled and spoke heartily.

"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 won't know what the result will be for those who have been saved. ”

"You sayβ€”what?"

Bloodstained Hill of the Sunset.

The sight revived Saber's mind again.

"You have been trying to 'save' your subjects, but you have never 'guided' them. They don't know what the king's desires are. 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 in order to be that kind of idol. ”

"I ......"

There are many words that I want to refute, but every time I open my mouth, the scene I once witnessed in Cam Ranh Bay comes to mind.

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

She had learned of the prophecy the moment she drew her sword from the rock. She knew that this meant ruin, and she had already come to her senses.

But, for what......

She was so surprised when she saw this tragedy with her own eyes, and she felt that there was nothing she could do but pray.

There are also magicians who predict that it is almost impossible to subvert it. But she still thought if a miracle could happen......

A dangerous thought took over Saber's mind.

If you don't protect Britain as a savior. but the words that ravaged Britain as an overlord -

Troubled times will only become more chaotic because of the scourge of war. First of all, this is not the path of kingship she pursues. And no matter what angle she stands, she named Artoria will not choose this option.

But if he did do that, which would be more tragic than the Battle of the Sword Fence......

"What a perfect script! From the bland opening of his childhood to the gorgeous ending at the end, Saber, your life is a gorgeous script, but even the negative attitude of your own life towards it is only a third-rate actor. Nero opened his mouth to praise, but the content had nothing to do with the royal way.

"You...... Hum! Caster, you were ousted from the throne in the rebellion, fled from Rome, rebelled, committed suicide, and most of all took on the name of 'tyrant', don't you regret it? ”

"I don't regret it! It's just a pity that such a good artist will disappear from the world. Nero replied categorically, "But you, Saber, have lofty ideas but are confused, brilliant minds are cranky, and loyal courtiers are not cooperative." NaΓ―ve girl, Yu Zhen felt sad for the king's certificate, and choosing you was like finding a third-rate actor to star in the most legendary epic. ”

Saber tried to retort, but suddenly felt a chill in Archer's gaze.

The Golden Servant had left Saber in the hands of Rider from the very beginning. I sat on the side and drank leisurely. His crimson eyes. I don't know when I looked at her carefully.

He didn't speak, and I couldn't see from his eyes that he had any intentions, but there was a taste of ** in that gaze, like a snake crawling up the body, which made people feel humiliated and unhappy.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Archer, what do you think of me? ”

"Ah, I'm just appreciating your distressed expression." Archer's smile was unexpectedly gentle, but also terrifying, "I like the expression of a virgin who is scattering flowers on the couch." ”

"You ......"

For Saber, this is an unforgivable fool. Without hesitation, she smashed the cup to the ground, her face filled with uncontrollable anger.

Seeing that the three kings all had a negative attitude towards Saber's wishes, and attacked him in groups, Zhenyu watched quietly from the sidelines, without interjecting at all. He is not a king, nor a wise man or a wise man, and he does not understand the way of kings. However, at least he knows how to respect, even if Saber chooses the wrong path, it is the choice of King Arthur, the king of a country, and he will not belittle it. It's just that with such shackles, how far can you go forward?

PS1: That's it, writing the King's Banquet is more tiring than writing two chapters. Thanks to "Ravage" and "Andrew329" for their comments in the book review.