"In the end, that idiot promoted the banquet of the three kings, this, it seems that this Holy Grail War should almost be over......" Zheng Shuanglong, who was sitting on the ruins of the Jiantong family and looking at the situation of Einzberen Castle, pulled the corners of his mouth and said helplessly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

To be honest, Zheng Shuanglong doesn't want to end the Holy Grail War now, and in this chaotic situation, no one can guarantee who will have the last laugh.

However, in the face of other gamers' behavior of stealing chickens, Zheng Shuanglong had to participate even if he didn't want to participate.

After all, if he were to destroy Saber Artoria, Rider Iskandar, and Archer Gilgamesh, or even kill two of them, the little chalice would come, then it would be really hard to say who the dark grail would fall under the water.

Two assassins, one Lancer, one caster.

With the Saber Artoria, Rider Iskander, and Archer Gilgamesh gathered now, that's all seven Heroic Spirits gathered. And Alice Phil, the Holy Grail Weapon, is also over there, kill Saber Artoria, Rider Iskandar, and Archer Gilgamesh here, and the Holy Grail will come over there.

This temptation is something that no gamer can give up.

The pitch-black Holy Grail of 15,000 points was originally the goal of the gamers participating in the Battle of the Holy Grail!

As for the plot of the Feast of the Three Kings, oh, there is such a plot in the original book, but now it is not the fourth Holy Grail War of the seven servants, but the chaos of the fourteen servants!

In this case, let the knight king, the conquering king, and the hero king get together, this is not an obvious shout, "Come, look here, come and kill me!" ”

Under the high pressure of the six gamers, the three weak kings have a banquet and have a holy grail quiz, isn't it a joke! Fool everyone else?!

The previous temptation to let Rider Iskandar and Saber Artoria go was not to restrain other players. The reason why Zheng Shuanglong took Berserker was not because all the players at that time were not prepared to suppress everyone by themselves. It's not because of the lack of intelligence that there is no way to formulate the right response plan. Therefore, all the players have a tacit understanding to postpone the victory and defeat, and are ready to conduct a reasonable and effective analysis based on the information of that battle.

However, the war that was originally postponed, and the contradictions that were originally suppressed were all triggered because of the stinky move of the bloodsucking true ancestor.

No, maybe it's a good move, after all, everyone is not ready, and in such a chaotic battle, it is not necessary that the Vampire True Ancestor may have the certainty of winning in the chaos.

After all, he has in his hands the strongest Heroic Spirit in this Holy Grail War, Archer Gilgamesh.

Or, there may be any other cards in the Vampire Ancestor's hand.

"Are you going to fight" Putting down the magic book in his hand, Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple looked at Zheng Shuanglong calmly, his tone was a little stiff, but even so, Zheng Shuanglong could hear the hidden trace of concern and worry.

Looking at the delicate face of Youzhu in Jiuyuan Temple, Zheng Shuanglong smiled bitterly: "No way, since the other guys have already set up the battlefield, and set up the battlefield that they have to fight, I can't retreat, no, it should be said that there is no choice to retreat from the beginning, once retreating, there will be a second retreat, and then, in the end, I don't even have the courage to fight." Therefore, whether it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, or the eighteenth layer of hell, we must go through, this is the fate of those of us who have stepped into the eternal battlefield. ”

"I wish you good luck!" Looking at Zheng Shuanglong, Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple stood up and blessed from the bottom of his heart. As he spoke, Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple stretched out his little hand as white as jade and gently placed it in front of Zheng Shuanglong.

Reaching out to hold the soft and warm little hand, feeling the surging magic, and feeling the care and support of Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple, Zheng Shuanglong nodded solemnly and assured seriously: "Peace of mind, I will definitely return triumphantly with the Holy Grail of victory." ”

"Looking forward to your glory." Passed all the magic power of his body to Zheng Shuanglong's Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu, his delicate body shook slightly, and his pretty face was a little pale.

"Sakura-chan will take care of you, it's absolutely safe here." Zheng Shuanglong, who gently held the delicate body of Youzhu in Jiuyuan Temple and helped him to the bed, gently touched the delicate and silky black hair of Youzhu in Jiuyuan Temple, and said softly.

"Well, I'll leave it to me here, please don't worry." Looking at Zheng Shuanglong with concern, Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu sincerely assured.

Sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity, Zheng Shuanglong's sincere emotions opened the heart of the incomparably delicate fairy tale witch Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu. Although the time spent together is still very short, trust has been established between Zheng Shuanglong and Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple.

After helping Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple to the bed, Zheng Shuanglong turned around and walked towards Jian Tong Sakura, who had been looking at him with longing eyes, reached out and touched Jian Tong Sakura's head, and said softly: "During my absence, I have to listen to Sister Youzhu's words, understand, Sakura." ”

"Hmm." Listening to Zheng Shuanglong's words, Jian Tong Sakura nodded heavily, and then the girl who felt something looked at Zheng Shuanglong with longing and timid eyes, and asked softly, "Zheng, will you come back in the future?" ”

Facing the hopeful gaze of the Sakura of Kiri, Zheng Shuanglong reached out and gently held the left hand of the Sakura of Kiri, which was engraved with the Eight Commands, and said softly: "If it is possible, I will come back, okay, Sakura, now give me the Spells." ”

"Well, Sakura will definitely be obedient, so, Zheng, you must come back." Sakura, who was struggling to drive the transfer of the spell, looked at Zheng Shuanglong with hopeful eyes, and solemnly assured.

The young Sakura had already sensed the danger of the Holy Grail War, and felt that her greatest and only reliance was at this moment, and it seemed that she was going to participate in the dangerous battlefield.

Feeling the attachment and attachment of the Kirizakura, Zheng Shuanglong, who had completed the transfer of the spell, reached out again and touched the short hair of the Kirizakura, and said gently and solemnly: "I promise, I will definitely come back alive." ”

The original three Heroic Spirits, Archer Gilgamesh, Rider Iskandar, and Saber Artoria are not so worth caring about, after all, every player has a means to clean them up. This is the asymmetry in the report. Asymmetry in preparation.

In this case, every gamer will not be afraid of those servants, even if they are really inferior to those servants.

Therefore, this Holy Grail War is actually a collision between players. Battles between gamers.

Saber junior superman Keynes, hehe, the kryptonite in Zheng Shuanglong's hand is not fake, even if the junior superman Keynes has other hole cards, and the superhuman power is abolished, it is estimated that it is nothing. At least, the power that can be exerted is not to be feared.

And, the original middle-aged Saint Seiya Els of Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu, the strength shown is too weak, if it appears, it will definitely be set on fire, these two groups of people, just wait for them to fend for themselves.

The Vampire True Ancestor was restrained by the power of light, and his current master was Tosaka Tokitomi, a non-threatening fellow, in fact, he was no longer afraid to be commanded by such a pedantic magician.

In other words, among the gamers, the only ones who can pose enough threat to Zheng Shuanglong are the earthquake man Verridus, who uses the earthquake fruit on the table, and the girl Magister Mingyue Song who uses the "Midcherda-style" system and the "Belka-style" system in the hands of Aozaki Aoko.

As for the power system of Mingyue Song and Verlidos, Zheng Shuanglong also has a certain analysis, and Zheng Shuanglong also has a certain guess about their backhand. There is a certain amount of preparation. Although the preparation is not very abundant due to time constraints, it can barely cope with it.

It is precisely because of this that even if the Vampire True Ancestor provoked the war in advance and provoked the final battle of the Battle of the Pitch Black Holy Grail, Zheng Shuanglong did not have the slightest fear, and with a wave of his hand, under the worried and concerned gaze of Youzhu and Jian Tong Sakura of Jiuyuan Temple, he took Berserker Lancelot towards Einzberen Castle and killed him.

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After Saber Artoria said resolutely, everyone fell silent for a long time.

The first to wonder in silence was Saber Artoria herself.

Even if her words are full of momentum, the other party is not a person who will bow his head easily. Even if it was unexpected, it was a very easy thing to understand.

Clear and straightforward, nothing strange about it. This is her way of kingship. Whether it's praise or rebuttal, someone should bring it up right away. But - no one spoke.

"I say, Knight King, it can't be that I heard it wrong." Rider Iskandar finally broke the silence, and for some reason, his face was full of doubt, and he asked, "You mean to 'change fate'?

"Yes. No matter how difficult it may be, it will come true with the Almighty Grail......" Saber Artoria proudly asserted. By now she finally knew why the atmosphere between the two of them was so strange - the scene suddenly cooled.

After a little hesitation, Rider Iskandar asked again uncertainly, "Ah, Saber? I want to make sure that the destruction of England must have happened in your time, when you ruled?"

"Yes! So I can't forgive myself. Hearing this, Saber Artoria became more determined, and said, "So I'm very unwilling and want to change that ending!" That's why I ended up like that......"

Unexpectedly, someone burst out laughing. It was a vulgar laugh that defied any understanding, and it came from the mouth of Archer Gilgamesh, who radiated a golden glow.

“…… Archer, what's so funny. In the face of this great humiliation, Saber Artoria's face was full of anger. Her most cherished thing was ridiculed by Archer Gilgamesh.

Not minding Saber Artoria's anger, the Golden Hero replied intermittently while laughing: "Hehe, this banquet is really not wrong, it is really really not wrong, haha, - claiming to be the king - praised by all the people- such a person is still 'unwilling'? How can this not make people laugh? What a masterpiece! Masterpiece! Saber, you're the best clown!"

Beside Archer Gilgamesh, who was laughing non-stop, Rider Iskandar also frowned, looked at Saber Artoria with some displeasure, and asked seriously and seriously: "Wait, you wait for the Knight King first, do you want to deny the history you have created?"

Saber Artoria, who has never had any doubts about her ideals, will naturally not be asked by him at this moment. The same serious and earnest replied, "Exactly." Surprised? Isn't it ridiculous? The country for which I gave my life as a king was destroyed. I mourn, what's wrong?"

She was answered by another burst of laughter from Archer Gilgamesh. "Hey, did you hear me, Rider! the little girl who called herself the Knight King...... What do you say, 'dedicate yourself to the country'!"

Answering Archer Gilgamesh was Rider Iskander's deepening silence. This was the same insult to Saber Artoria as being ridiculed. "I don't know what's funny. As a king, you should naturally stand up. Work for the prosperity of your country!"

"You're wrong." Rider Iskandar firmly and seriously repudiated her words. said: "It is not the king who dedicates himself, but the country and the people who dedicate everything they have to the king. Make no mistake about that. ”

"What are you talking about-!?" Saber Artoria could no longer contain her anger, and she cried out, "Isn't that a tyrant! Rider, Archer, you are making a big mistake to be the king!"

"Definitely. But we're not just tyrants, we're heroes. In the face of Saber Artoria's anger, Rider Iskandar did not even raise an eyebrow, and calmly replied: "So Saber, if there is a king who is not satisfied with the results of his governance of the country, it can only mean that he is a faint king, worse than a tyrant." ”

Unlike Archer Gilgamesh, who constantly mocked Saber Artoria, Rider Iskandar fundamentally denied her. Saber Artoria furrowed her eyebrows and retorted in a sharp tone, "Iskander, you...... Isn't there really any resentment that the empire you created was eventually split into four parts? Don't you want to do it all over again. Save the country?"

"I don't want to." Iskandar, the king of conquest, straightened his chest and looked directly into the stern gaze of the knight king, and calmly replied, "If my decision and that of my courtiers have led to such an outcome, then destruction is inevitable. I will mourn and I will shed tears, but I will not regret it. Not to mention an attempt to subvert history! This stupidity is an insult to all the human beings of the era I have constructed!"

In response to Rider Iskander's proud words, Saber Artoria denied: "You say this only based on the glory of the warrior. The people don't think so, what they need is salvation. ”

"You mean they want the king's salvation?" Rider Iskandar shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "I don't understand! Does this stuff make any sense?"

"This is the duty of a king!" This time it was Saber Artoria's turn to speak proudly: "Right rule, right order, that's what all subjects expect." ”

Scratching his head, Rider Iskandar said with a wry smile: "Then are you the 'right' slave?"

"If you want to say that, you can do that. Only by dedicating oneself to one's ideals is worthy of being a king. Without a trace of doubt, the young knight king nodded and said solemnly: "People can understand law and order through the king. The king should not embody something that will disappear with the death of the king, but something more honorable. ”

Looking at Saber Artoria, who was still resolute, Rider Iskandar on the side shook his head as if he was pitying her, and said, "This is not the path of survival that people will choose. ”

"Yes. If you are born as a king, you can't expect to live the life of ordinary people. ”

In order to become a perfect monarch, in order to become the embodiment of ideals, she is willing to give up her body and throw away her personal feelings. The life of a young girl named Artoria changed forever the moment she pulled the sword out of the rock. Since then, she has become synonymous with undefeated legends, hymns, and dreams.

There have been pains, there have been troubles, but there is the glory of victory. Her unchanging belief still supports her sword-holding arm.

"King of Conquest, a man like you who cares only about yourself will not understand my faith. You're just a bully who gets carried away by lust!" Saber Artoria snapped.

The reprimanded Rider Iskandar immediately widened his eyes. Furious, he said, "A king without desire is better than a vase." ”

Rider's shouts of rage, combined with his massive size, made him even more terrifying.

"Saber, you just said 'dedicate yourself to your ideals.'" Indeed, you used to be an incorruptible saint, holy to the point that no one else could match. But who wants to expect to be martyred for their ideals? Who would think day and night about the so-called saints, who can only comfort the people, but 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 king of conquest then corrected: "To be a king must be more lustful than anyone else, more bold than anyone else, and 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 convinced by the king, and the people will have such a longing in their hearts, 'It would be nice if 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. ”

“……”

Rider Iskandar asserted too harshly, and Saber Artoria was already 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 Iskandar smiled and said 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 don't know what happened to those who were saved. ”

"You say—what?" Bloodstained Hill of the Sunset. The sight revived in Saber Artoria'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 desire' is. 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 it meant ruin, and she had already come to her senses.

But, why......

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 as an overlord ravaged Britain's words-

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...... (To be continued.) )