Chapter 281: The Continued Bombardment of the Knight King
"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! ”
Saber snapped. The scolded rider immediately widened his eyes.
"A king without ** is not as good as a vase."
Rider's shouts of rage, combined with his massive size, made him even more terrifying.
"It's really worthy of a little lord from a place like Britain, and he really deserves to be a king, tsk."
Nero had been smiling and smiling as she watched their argument, but now she couldn't help it.
"Hmph, so tell me your wishes? Tyrants of Ancient Rome! ”
Saber felt that she could not argue with the aggressive king of conquest, and her ruling philosophy was dealt a big blow, so she turned the war on Nero, who was laughing at her.
"- I am a delicate thing like a wish, but like the king of conquest, I also want to have a body and come back into this world!"
Nero said his wish very indifferently, and his tone was extremely excited.
"Flesh? Don't you want to conquer the world, then you will become the enemy of this king! ”
"Is that really the case? Do you, a tyrant, want to harm innocent people once again? "As a knight, I wouldn't allow such a thing to exist!"
When the King of Conquest and the King of Knight heard this, they immediately reacted differently, but almost all of them thought that Nero wanted to conquer the world, after all, history records that Nero was a very brutal tyrant, and it was not surprising that he wanted to do such a thing.
"Conquer the world? Haha, you guys are so funny! I never intended to conquer the world, and I have obtained the Holy Grail to enjoy life."
"-You, you expect to do such a boring thing with the Holy Grail! Isn't there a little bit of a sense of being a king, Nero! ”
Saber suddenly felt that his wish was insulted again, his brows were almost wrinkled, and the whole person immediately asked the red spirit seriously.
"Haha, little lord of Britain! What else can you do with that broken quilt other than using the Holy Grail for enjoyment? Is it used to serve wine? ”
"You've got a good idea, Miscellaneous! It's almost the same as this king's philosophy of life, it seems that your IQ is still quite high! This deserves to be commended. ”
When Nero finished answering Saber's question, the hero king suddenly interjected, and another arrogant speech appeared in everyone's minds, constantly echoing.
"—Archer, alas, Nero, is thou the King of all the people?"
"Hehe, of course this is the king! Lord of Britain, I have come to tell you! My habit is such luxury, art, and everything I can enjoy!
"You're good at it, Emperor of Rome."
After listening to Nero's words to Saber, the first person who began to react was not the subject's Saber, but the king of conquest who was listening.
"That's it, that's how the country is governed! If the king is not having a good time, how can the subjects of the country be happy! As a monarch, you should experience a lot of joy and happiness, and without these prerequisites, the people of the country cannot be happy!
"The tyrant is right, Saber, you just said, 'Die for 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 say that he thinks about the so-called saints at night, who can only comfort the people, but cannot guide the people. Only by showing the glory of the best and eulogizing the best can we lead the country and the people to the right path. ”
After drinking the wine in the cup, the conqueror king corrected.
"As a king, you must have a strong ** than anyone else, be more bold than anyone else, and 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. ”
“……”
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 of troubled times and the king of war, the two naturally cannot have the same philosophy.
Rider 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?"
The blood-stained hill of falls.
The sight revived in 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 **' 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......
“?”
Suddenly, Saber felt the chill pressing, and the chill brought her back to reality from her thoughts.
That's Archer's sight.
The Golden Servant had left Saber in the hands of the 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 it was impossible to see from his eyes that he had any intentions, but there was a taste of ** in that gaze, like a snake crawling on his body, which made people feel humiliated and unhappy.
“…… Archer, why are you looking at me? ”
"Ah, I'm just appreciating your distressed expression."
Archer's smile was unexpectedly gentle, but terrifying.
"I like the **-like expression of 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.
But what made the two of them change their faces in the next second was not her anger.
A moment later, Alice Phil and Webb also noticed something strange in the air around them. Although I can't see it, I can feel a very strong killing intent.
Strange white objects emerged from the moonlit atrium. One after the other, pale faces appeared in the atrium like flowers blooming. The pale was the color of cold, dry bones.
Skull mask and black robes. The deserted atrium gradually surrounded by this strange group.
assassin……
Rider and Webb weren't the only ones who knew they were alive. Saber and Alice Fell also learn about this during a conversation with Kiritsugu on Warehouse Street.
The Assassin wasn't just the one who was killed at Tosaka Mansion in the first place. The truth is that there were several assassins involved in the Holy Grail War, but that number was unusually high. They all wore masks and black robes, and their physiques were different. There are giant men, there are emaciated types, there are short childlike people, and there are women's figures.
“…… You did it, right? archer。 ”
Archer shrugged innocently.
"Who knows, I don't have to figure out those ** thoughts."
Since so many assassins have been mobilized, it must not be Yan Fengqili's order alone. Presumably this was the intention of his teacher, Tosaka Tokitomi.
Because Shi Chen did his courtesy to the hero king, Archer also recognized him as a master. However, Shichen's behavior made Archer more and more dissatisfied with him.
Although the feast was initiated by Rider, it was Archer who served the wine. Sending killers in such a banquet, what did Shi Chen want. This is tantamount to smearing the face of the Hero King, does he know?
"Hmm...... It's a mess. ”
Seeing the enemy approaching, Webb let out a sigh that bordered on screaming. Incomprehensible, this is completely beyond the rule limits of the Holy Grail War.
"What's going on?! How did the assassin take one after the other...... Isn't there only one servant per rank?! ”
Seeing the embarrassed appearance of their prey, the assassins couldn't help but laugh evilly.
"You are right, we are servants with the whole as an individual, and the individual in it is only a shadow of the whole."
Neither Webb nor Alice Phil could understand. The assassin summoned by Yan Feng Qili was actually this kind of special existence.
"The Old Man of the Mountain" -- Inheriting Hassan in the Generations. Only one of the people of the terrible name of Sabaha has the ability to change **. (To be continued.) )