Chapter 214: The Choice of the Heart

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before." After a moment of silence, I bowed down and said sincerely to Iskandar in front of me, "Originally, I always regarded you as a simple war maniac, but I didn't expect you to have such a benevolent side in your heart. ”

"Haha, no need to apologize, little ghost, this king is indeed a guy who loves war, yes." Iskandar laughed heartily, "The matter between you and the Knight King is not something that this king did specifically, it is just a smooth sailing on the road to war." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I have a question that I would like you to answer. After thinking about it, I asked, "If you are going to fight, aren't the tens of thousands of Macedonian soldiers around you the best of your men?" Why do you have to use the British army? ”

"Sure enough, I knew that you would ask that, little ghost." When Iskandar heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"How...... Don't you have unspeakable grievances? I asked curiously.

"It's not a hardship, it's just a restriction." Iskandar said, stretching his arm in front of me, "Little ghost, you're a magician yourself, can you still sense the magic on Yu's body now?" ”

β€œβ€”β€”οΌβ€ My eyes widened subconsciously.

The Iskandar in the sense does not reveal a trace of magic from top to bottom, which is simply unimaginable in a regular Holy Grail war.

You must know that even the replica servants of the decayed Heroic Spirit have a huge amount of magic on their bodies that is so strong that it will make ordinary magicians vomit. And Iskander, as a true heroic spirit summoned by the world, has no magic in him, which is really strange.

Or -

"Presumably you've noticed it these days, little ghost, Yu is no longer a heroic spirit."

Not paying attention to my gaze, Iskandar shrugged his shoulders calmly.

"No more...... Heroic Spirits? I muttered the phrase again, "What the hell is this...... What do you mean? ”

This statement seems to take several chews to understand its meaning.

"It's literal, Yu has now been removed from the world from Valhalla, so naturally he is no longer a Heroic Spirit." Iskandar remained unconcerned, his arms casually clasped over his chest.

"Wait...... Wait a minute, why did you get removed!? I was taken aback, "With your fame in history, that's impossible!" ”

"That's true under normal circumstances, but who let Yu appreciate you and the Knight King and voluntarily side with you? For the sake of fairness, Yu cannot exist as a Heroic Spirit for these three years. Iskandar smiled and said, "So, little ghost, Yu is now a complete human being, and his body structure is exactly the same as yours. ”

"How so...... If I had known that, I wouldn't have dragged you into the water. Looking at Iskander's unmiscast smile, a sense of guilt also rose from the bottom of his heart.

"So, little ghost, you can persuade the Knight King to lend the remaining three hundred soldiers." Iskandar patted me on the shoulder and grinned, "Don't worry about the soldiers not following orders, Yu naturally has a way to command them." As long as Yu Huashi goes east, he can turn them into 30,000 people in less than a year! ”

Iskandar's eyes were brightly confident, the most shining portrayal of the king who was crowned by history as a conqueror.

"That's not going to work." After thinking about it, I shook my head slightly.

"Whew...... It's okay, Yu knows that it will take time for you to accept it......" Iskandar looked a little disappointed, but nodded anyway.

"No, Iskander, I have no objection to your expeditionary plans. If that is the only way to save Artoria, then I have no reason to refuse. ”

"What do you mean ...... kid?" This time it was Iskandar's turn to be bewildered.

"It's something we all share, and there's no reason for you to do it all alone." I looked him in the eye and said, "If you're planning an expedition, Artoria aside, at least allow me to accompany you!" ”

"Little ghost, you ......" Iskandar was stunned, and stood there looking at me stunned.

"You and I don't want to stay out of this matter." I raised my hand and continued, "Within three years, the expedition must be completed. Otherwise, you won't be able to return to Valhalla, and I won't be able to save Artoria. ”

"That's the only condition I promise you an expedition."

With that, I put my arm in front of Iskander.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

However, Iskander, who has always been bold and uninformal, has a hesitant and struggling look on his face at this moment.

His brow furrowed, the corners of his mouth tightened, and he looked distressed.

"Imp, you have to think about it. There is no turning back from the bow, and war is no joke. ”

After a while, he raised his face and looked at me with a solemn look that he had never seen before, and his tone was completely devoid of jokes.

"I understand, although it seems naΓ―ve for me to say this now, after all, the world I have seen is only a drop in the ocean, and the experience is far from being comparable to yours." I looked up and said, "But even so, I believe that nothing will happen in the future, and I will not regret my decision today." ”

"Alas...... Yu really doesn't know if this is good or bad. Iskandar looked up at the night sky, "You can obviously rely on your relationship with the Knight King to be a carefree prince in Camelot and sit back and enjoy it." But you're going to push yourself to this point. ”

"That kind of aristocratic lord's life, I wouldn't choose it in the past, I won't choose it now, and I won't choose it in the future." I laughed, "As you said, the most enviable and boastful life is the one that is made entirely at the mercy of one's own heart. I'm doing the same thing as you right now. ”

"Haha, what a cunning guy, is he actually using what Yu said to refute Yu? Even Yu has nothing to say now. ”

As he spoke, Iskander's thick arms clasped mine.

"If everything that happened in this world could be celebrated, future generations of scholars would surely designate this moment as a great day of remembrance, and this is the dawn of a new era."

As he spoke, Iskandar pulled a skin bag from his waist.

Unscrew the stopper, and the crisp aroma of sake comes out of it.

Raising his neck and pouring two large sips of wine into his mouth, Iskandar's face flushed slightly and gave a loud burp.

"These drinks from the rest of the day. It has to be said that although British wine is not as mellow as Macedonian wine, it does win in terms of sweetness. From that point of view, it's a good sake. ”