――――The king and the king who meet, who will be the one who will move forward with the past wishes and the present dreams in their arms? ――――

Everyone thinks differently, and many of us know that.

There are a thousand ways to read a book, and there are a thousand interpretations, but to put it bluntly, only one of them belongs to oneself, and it is only for oneself.

Therefore, there is only one explanation for the situation in front of me.

It makes sense, but it doesn't serve its purpose.

Lancer, a spearman loyal to the Lord, Saber who guards the glory of knights, and Rider, the king of conquest, all three come together once, which makes Natsume's Jihua a little off.

He plans to deal with Kenneth during the showdown between Lancer and Saber, so that he doesn't have to waste time fighting Kenneth later.

However, Rider's appearance not only attracted everyone's attention, but even Kenneth, the target that Natsume had locked on just now, quietly disappeared into the darkness, and seemed to have plans to leave.

It seems impossible to solve Kenneth here, and the only way to make up for it is by defeating Lancer.

But-

Saber, who was standing next to him, must have hated it.

For her, chivalry is linked to glory and her own status, and as a king, she will not tolerate two-for-one behavior.

In the past wars, the knight king, who had won several victories, fought alone on the battlefield, the blade in his hand sliced through the chest of his enemies, slicing through their bodies, blood falling from the tip of the sword, and before it even hit the ground, the cold light of the weapon was already flying.

Like a guardian of his subjects, Saber guards his own glory.

But that didn't matter to Natsume.

Knight Road?

No kidding.

That's just a tendon man's practice.

It is precisely because the people of the past did not know how to be flexible that they could not move forward towards a more beautiful future. That's why they stop and stay where they are.

There is nothing wrong with the people who guard the knighthood, and the biggest mistake is that era.

Saber, who once carried all the burden on herself, in addition to her obsession, also has a group of subjects who don't know how to stop the 'king'.

On this basis, Natsume does not intend to go along with Saber's knighthood, and the so-called victory is always in the hands of unscrupulous people.

Will you choose to kill the enemy with a gun or be killed by the enemy with a knife?

Of course, the former would be chosen, and even if the use of a pistol was a despicable act, you would still choose it without a doubt.

Staying alive is more important than chivalry.

The knight who sees chivalry as his life is truly awe-inspiring. But after the awe, there is regret and mockery.

If you want to move forward, you have to leave something behind.

Natsume walked forward.

Abandoning Kenneth, he galloped towards Lancer.

Natsume has the same wishes as Saber.

Saber wants to save the country and his subjects, while Natsume wants to 'save' himself and his family.

The wishes of the two must be too different, but this is also different from person to person, just like a thousand interpretations.

What is precious to oneself may be worthless to others.

Take off the armament from behind. Pulled it out again, the tempered blade. Black exterior armor. This is the 'gift' I got from the previous shijie.

One of the randomly acquired sin arms, lamenting laziness.

A single blow can destroy an entire building and a powerful force in a shipport.

Sensing the movement, like a keen animal, Lancer placed his twin guns on his sides, the tips of which glowed with cold light, and then met him without any fear.

Provocation against humanity. The Heroic Spirit did not let this relax.

Natsume found out that Lancer had some concerns about herself, was it because of her previous attack?

Such a high-output anti-human armament may not be any different from the anti-human treasure in his eyes.

Even so, Lancer thrust his right-handed pistol out.

However!

Natsume paused.

Forced to stop.

Look ahead. There, there was a carriage that was pulled forward by the sacred cow.

The person standing on it is the Heroic Spirit he met before, the King of Conquest, Rider.

At his feet is one of the treasures of Iskandar, the King of Conquest, the Wheel of Divine Might.

A chariot that appears in the famous scene of the legend of Alexander the Great, the Knot of Goldium.

It was originally a sacrificial vessel used to worship the god Zeus.

It exhibits its completely liberated form when performing ravaging attacks, defeats enemies with the hooves of the sacred cow and the wheels of chariots, and can be used to drive through the air. In addition to direct attacks, the cow produces purple lightning when its hooves are stepped on, and thunder when the wheels spin, so it can unleash a thunderbolt-like attack that increases the damage range several times.

This is a treasure that can be used to carry out a wide range of attacks.

So as Natsume rushed towards Lancer, the ground-shattering stamped slam rushed directly from his right side.

Smash the ground and the bull roars!

When the thunder and lightning shine, it echoes the loud laughter.

"Master and Servant fighting?!"

Rider's gaze fell on Natsume.

"The person I met last time, the one over there, the one who tore his skirt last time."

"It's just a necessary operation for rescue."

Retreating towards Natsume, Saber didn't know if it was intentional or not, she blocked Natsume's path, preventing him from moving forward.

"What did you just want to do?"

"Well, to put it simply, it's running, right?"

"Hmph, don't try to fool me easily."

Saber looked away, her eyes fixed on Lancer, whose Master was still watching the battle from the shadows.

Confirming the situation, Saber turned to look at Rider.

"So what are you doing here? Want to interfere with our battles?! ”

"Ahh

Putting Webber down on his shoulder, Rider continued

"I won't do anything to interfere with other people's duels, and it's the king's magnanimity to allow you to go to war in front of me."

"King?"

"Of course! I am the King of Conquerors! Iskander! ”

Iskander?

Rider's words were accompanied by the sound of thunder and the sound of ox footsteps, a loud rumbling sound behind him.

Clasp your hands in front of your chest.

"In the past, I went to the end of the Crusade to Shijie! Gather all the capable people along the way, and if you wish, you can also be taken under my command! ”

"I refuse."

Saber and Lancer quickly and fluently refused.

Alas? Rider looked surprised.

"Why? Haven't you been conquered by my majesty?! ”

"I don't think that's possible."

On one side, Webb, whose face was blue, grabbed the edge with his hand, propped himself up, and objected to Iskandar's words. (To be continued......)