Chapter Forty-Seven: The Knight and the King

"......Shh Since you're so self-aware, why don't you just die? Jill snorted disdainfully to express her displeasure, and out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the weak king standing by the wall, turned her head and continued to drink heavily.

"Jill...... That's a bit too overbearing. Ye Yu shrugged his shoulders and retorted to Jill as if playing a round, and then thought that such a refutation naturally attracted the dissatisfaction of the hero king, but fortunately, dissatisfaction would only be dissatisfaction, "Everyone has their own opinion on this kind of thing, so why should you deny Saber's decision?" I think it's okay no matter what, but if I'm tired and bored, wouldn't it be nice to pick and choose? ”

"Little brother, this is your fault......" However, what Ye Yu didn't expect was that the person who refuted him was not Jill, but the rider on the side took the lead in refuting him, "The king is different from anything else, the king is the king!" From the moment you hold the scepter in both hands, everything that binds you and protects you in the world is reduced to empty words. Because you are the king, you must protect your people and lead your people, not let anyone else decide you or shelter you! This is the king's responsibility, and it can never be shirked! But ......"

As he spoke, Rider turned his head and glanced at Saber, the latter words were not explicitly stated, but the irony contained in them was clearly understood by anyone. But even so, Saber still stood there and took a sip of wine, as if everything she was talking about now had nothing to do with her.

The room was slightly depressed by this unpleasant remark, and no one was in the mood to continue to say anything for a while. Ye Yu thought about it, God knows if the assassin will come to spy on him, which makes him inevitably a little tempted to drive people away...... After all, he was not in the mood to entertain guests from the very beginning, and it was these uninvited guys who entertained themselves from beginning to end.

But at this moment, a crisp sound of armor colliding with each other sounded in the room, and Lancelot, who had been half-kneeling on the ground, stood up again for some reason. The action here caused all the kings to turn their heads, and then they saw Lancelot walking slowly in front of Saber, and then pulled out his proud saber and said to Saber with one hand.

"Wang ...... As a Knight, I am not qualified to go and point fingers at you. But...... If you are bent on getting rid of the history we have walked side by side, defeat me......" The loyal knight stared at the monarch to whom he was loyal, and the words that came out of his mouth were so rebellious, "Since your goal is the Holy Grail, then I am destined to be an opponent you cannot escape. Defeat me and you'll be one step closer to the Holy Grail, but if I'm lucky enough to win...... Then I will inherit the throne of the king. ”

"Oh, interesting! Has the once betrayed knight finally extended his wish to the throne? Guys like this should be tied to the sun and scorched to death! Let the vultures peck at his carrion, and let the mosquitoes drain his blood! saber…… Forcing your former knight into such a situation, are you finally satisfied? ”

To be able to speak such a mean language, it is natural not to think twice except for Jill, in fact, although Lancelot's request sounds very unexpected at first glance, but if you think about it carefully...... He was clearly thinking about Saber.

In the face of his former subordinates, even if he had the experience of rebellion and even buried the entire country, Lancelot still occupies an extremely important position in Saber's heart, and that kind of feeling does not mean that it can be erased casually because of some accidents.

In this way, if Saber can face Berserker with a sword and kill him with murderous intent, then it will naturally prove that Saber's mind is strong, and there is nothing wrong with denying the past.

On the contrary, if the person who loses is Saber, the so-called throne will naturally be handed over to Lancelot, even if it is just a formality, Saber can still be regarded as free from the shackles of the throne. In any sense of the word, it is a relatively good result, except that in this case, Lancelot should never hope to wash away the stigma of rebellion

"Lancelot, ...... you" Saber stared at the knight in front of him with a complicated expression, and his familiar face looked a little strange at this moment. When did it start? Himself began to have doubts about everything.

Doubting the loyalty of his wife and subordinates, his people, and, most importantly, whether he had fulfilled his duties as king. But alas...... The answer she wanted and demanded was not given by anyone.

But now I want to come...... I'm afraid it's unqualified. Betrayed by his subordinates and dying in a chaotic battle, the country was torn apart. How can such a king be regarded as competent.

However, at this moment, Saber didn't know how to reply to Lancelot, whether she swung her sword or not, it was not in her own mind. In contrast, she actually wanted to understand the reason why Lancelot would betray at that time, obviously...... Obviously, even if there was really something between him and Gnavele, as long as she made it clear, she would never make such a decision. Anger is inevitable, but things don't get bad like that.

That's why Saber wanted to get the answer from Lancelot's mouth, not as general as the sentence "The king doesn't understand people's hearts", but more substantial. Even if it's accusations or curses...... But now, looking at the knight in front of him, who seemed to be still loyal, Saber really didn't know what to do.

Saber's indifference didn't seem to surprise Lancelot, but he was still a little disappointed...... Not for Saber's indecision, but because he knew better than anyone that Saber had played an indisputably bad role in the way he was.

The current Wang is indecisive and has no idea what to do to be right. Like a ship lost in the sea, it seems that no matter what you choose, it will lead to a fear of the unknown.

Under such circumstances, Lancelot spoke again, "King...... There's no need to rush, and there's no need to be anxious. All you have to do is make the judgment you want, and I'll wait...... Waiting for you to regain your old steadfastness. I...... Your knights are always convinced that you are the greatest king and the right ...... in the world" (To be continued. )