Chapter 40: The King's Feast (End)

Gilgamesh laughed. There was no need to ask at all, so he replied with silence. And Artoria didn't hear such words, because the deep meaning of Rider's words was not to ask for an answer from herself, not to mention that the answer could not be more obvious.

This is when a king is about to show his might, and no other king wants to be his brilliant background, so it is impossible to put himself in a position of motivation to help him rise.

"Wang ...... Nature is lonely high"

Rider laughed. As if in response to the laughter, the whirlwind grew stronger.

"No, doesn't it mean that you didn't answer! Today I'll teach you what the real king is!"

An unidentified hot wind eroded the present world, and then, subverted. In the strange phenomenon that appeared in the night, distance and location had lost their meaning. The dry wind with hot sand changed everything it went.

"How, how can this be ......?"

Webb and Alice Fell exclaimed...... This is a phenomenon that only people who know magic can understand.

"It's actually an inherent enchantment?!"

The sun scorching the earth, the clear sky, and the horizon blurred by the sand. There is no obscuration as far as the eye can see. Einzbelen at night changes in an instant, no doubt that it is just an illusion that has eroded the present world. It can be said that this is the limit of magic that can be called a miracle.

"How is that possible...... can actually embody the scene in my heart...... You're not a magician!?"

"Of course not, how can I do it alone. ”

Iskander, standing in the midst of the wide barrier, smiled proudly and denied.

"This is the land that our army once crossed, and the warriors who have shared weal and sorrow with me have this scenery firmly imprinted in their hearts. ”

As the world changes, a mirage-like image appears around the rider. One, two, four, the images gradually increased, and it looked like an army. The color also became more and more intense.

"The world can be reproduced because it is imprinted on the hearts of each of us. ”

In the stunned eyes of everyone, materialized cavalry appeared around Iskandar one after another. Although they are of different races and equipment, their strong bodies and brave knights all show the strength of the army. Only one person figured out what was going on in this strange scene.

"These people...... It's all servant ......."

Because he was the only one present who was the master, he understood that the true trump card of the Servant Heroic Spirit Iskandar, the true body of the ultimate treasure, was appearing in front of his eyes.

"Behold, my peerless army!"

Full of pride and pride, the King of Conquest stood in front of the cavalry ranks, raising his arms and shouting.

"Even though the body is destroyed, their heroic spirits are still called, and they are the legendary warriors of my righteousness. Travel through time to answer my call to eternal friends. They are my supreme treasures!They are my king's way!'The strongest treasure 'King's Army' in Iskander!!"

EX-rank anti-military Noble Phantasm, a continuous summon of an independent servant. There is the god of war, and there is Hephaestion (this should be specially explained, this person is a black long straight beautiful man with a particularly strong sense of presence when the TV version of the king's army first appeared.) Legend has it that he was a gay man in Alexander, officially known as fagots (a) There was King Mahallaka, and the founder of all dynasties. Gathered in front of you are unique heroic spirits that have only been heard of in legends. All of them have great reputations, and they are warriors who fought alongside the great Iskander.

A horse without a rider gallops towards the rider. It was a sturdy, huge horse. If it were human, its majesty would not be inferior to that of other Heroic Spirits.

"Long time no see, partner. ”

Stepping off the chariot, the rider smiled childishly and hugged the horse's neck. Obviously, "she" is what was later known as the legendary famous horse Besepphales. Following the King of Conquest, even the horse became a heroic spirit.

No one could make a sound but marvel. Even Gilgamesh and Artoria, who also possessed EX-class super treasures, had a little respect on their originally senseless faces after seeing such a radiant army.

Bet on the dream of the king and gallop with the king on the battlefield. Loyalty that never ends until death, the King of Conquest turned this into an exceptional treasure.

"The king - to live more truthfully than anyone - to be admired by all!"

The rider who was straddling the back of Besephalus shouted. The Heroic Spirits shouted in unison with the sound of their shields clattering.

"The one who gathers the faith of all the brave and sets it as the goal of the expedition is the king. So—"

"The king is not alone. Because his will is the desire of all his subjects!"

"Exactly! exactly!"

The heroic spirits shouted loudly and soared through the sky. No matter what kind of enemy or bulwark, as long as it is in front of the conqueror king and his friends, it seems that there is no threat. That high fighting spirit can cross the earth and cut off the ocean.

Seeing such a powerful answer, Artoria smiled. Indeed, perhaps the king's road is destined to be explored by one person, but the king is never alone. The path of this body is the ideal shared by all the people of Holy Britain, and the path traveled in this life is guarded by all the Knights of the Round Table! But never alone!"It's just...."Looking at the unrivaled army of the King of Conquest, Artoria muttered nostalgically. "I'll see that again..... If that person can let go, I'll be able to see them again......"

"Looks like I'm going to have to find a time to check how I felt before. Artoria, who was reminded of a certain memory by the sight in front of her, suddenly seemed to have made up her mind, and her eyes instantly became firm.

"So- let's begin, Assassin!"

Rider's smiling eyes were full of hideousness and cruelty. In the face of those who ignored the king's words and rejected the king's wine, he no longer wanted to have any mercy.

"As you can see, the battlefield of my embodiment is the plains. I'm sorry, but if I want to win more, I still have an advantage. ”

Forget the Holy Grail at this moment, forget the mission of victory and the spell. They have lost themselves.

Some fled, some screamed at themselves, and some stood in a daze, the skull masks were indeed just a rabble.

"Ravage!"

Rider didn't hesitate to order. Then AAAALaLaLaLaLaLaLaie!!

He was greeted with a loud roar. The invincible army that once swept through Asia shook the battlefield again at this moment.

This can no longer be considered a fight, it is more appropriate to say that it is a sweep.

Even if you use a grinding disc to grind mustard grains, the reaction is still a little bigger than now.

There was no trace of the Assassin in the vicinity of the king's army, leaving only a faint trace of blood and dust in the air.

"Woo!!"

Cheers of victory rang out. Offering victory to the king and praising the king's prestige, the heroic spirits who had completed their mission returned to their spirit state and disappeared into the distance.

Then, the barrier that had been maintained by their combined magic was lifted, everything shattered like foam, and the scenery changed back to the original night, and the few people stood in the atrium of Einzberen Castle again.

The white moonlight revealed the silence, and there was not a trace of dust in the air.

The three Servants and the two magicians sat back in their positions and toasted again. The Assassins were gone, and only the remains of the shackles severed by the dagger confirmed what had just happened.

"What a disappointment. ”

Rider muttered nonchalantly, draining the rest of the wine from his glass.

"How's it going, Saber, how does my army compare to you?" Rider asked suddenly, turning to look at Artoria with excitement on his face.

"Naturally, mine is the better one. With a faint smile of confidence, Artoria said without hesitation. As a king, it is impossible to bow her head in this matter, not to mention that she would never think that the army that has accompanied her for many years and conquered the whole of Europe will be inferior to others, even if that person is Iskandar who has no defeat.

"Haha, when you say that, I want to fight you even more. Hearing this, Rider laughed, not seeing any annoyance, but becoming more and more excited.

"Naturally. Smiling and nodding, Artoria responded to the other party's invitation. "It's just not now, I don't think you're arrogant enough to fight me with so much mana, right? And I have something to deal with, because I think fighting you like that is what we both want to see. ”

"So, I'm waiting for good news from you, Saber. This Holy Grail War is such a wonderful thing!haha...", laughing heroically, he took Webb on the chariot and slowly disappeared into the air.