Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 111 I am King Arthur

The silence under the bright moonlight remained the same, not disturbed at all.

The four servants and the three magicians still sat in their original positions and toasted again. The shadowy army of monsters outside the city had disappeared.

"—what a disappointing ending."

Rider muttered to himself nonchalantly and drank the rest of the glass.

Saber had nothing to say, only Archer sneered with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

"I see. Although they are all a bunch of bastards, you are proud of being able to control so many people, do you think you are the king... Rider, you really are an eyesore."

"Whatever you say, anyway, one day this king will fight you personally."

Rider smiled without hesitation and stood up.

"Let's finish what we want to say to each other, let's call it a day."

But Saber was still brooding over Rider's words before, and she didn't want to stop there.

"Wait, Rider, I haven't…"

"You don't talk anymore."

Rider stopped Saber from continuing with a cold and forceful tone.

"Tonight is a banquet among kings, but Saber, this king does not agree that you are king."

"Are you still trying to fool me? Rider!"

Saber's tone became irritable, but Rider just looked at her with pity.

Without replying, he drew out the sword of Seprut and slashed in the air.The divine cow chariot appeared with a loud thunder. Although it was not as magnificent as the "king's army", the majesty of the chariot still caught everyone's eyes when viewed from a close distance.

"Come on, boy, go up."

"..."

"Hello, boy?"

"...Huh? Ah, um..."

Ever since Weber watched the monsters being wiped out, he has always had this absent-minded expression, and he is still immersed in the shock brought about by "Wang Zhi's military power".Although Rider is a Servant who made a contract with him, this is the first time he saw Rider's true strength.

After Waver stepped on the chariot with shaky and fluffy steps, Rider gave Saber one last look, speaking with sincerity.

"I said little girl, it's almost time to wake up from that painful dream. Otherwise, you will lose the most basic pride of being a hero—the kind of king you mentioned is such a curse."

"No, I..."

Ignoring Saber's final rebuttal, the electric chariot flew into the sky, leaving only the sound of thunder, and disappeared into the eastern sky.

"..."

For Rider who refused to listen to Saber until the end, it was natural to feel humiliated.But what is gripping Saber's chest deeply now is an inexplicable "anxiety".

There is no justice, no ideals, a tyrant who only promotes violence to satisfy his selfish desires, but he and his subordinates have taken over the eternal fetters.

His way of survival is far from that of the King of Knights, and the philosophies of the two sides are absolutely incompatible.

But Saber couldn't laugh at every word Iskandar said and erase it from her heart.No matter what, she must make Rider take back what she said before, otherwise she will never be reconciled.

"Saber, you don't need to care, you just need to walk the path you believe in."

The person who interrupted to speak turned out to be Archer who was still laughing at her before, and the elusive encouragement from his true heart made Saber's expression even uglier.

"You were making fun of me just now, and now you want to flatter me, Archer?"

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with the kingly way you said. It is too correct. It must be very heavy for your slender body. Your distress, your entanglement... Hehehe, people can't help but think about it." Be comforted."

After Archer finished speaking, he once again stared at Saber with that terrifying smile.

Correct beauty, coupled with crisp and deep voice.But his expression and tone of voice are extremely evil and obscene (harmonious).

As long as Archer is in front of her eyes for a moment, Saber will not have the slightest hesitation in her heart.He wasn't like Rider, the two of them didn't even have room to talk.

"This lord appreciates your role as a struggling clown with a 'royal way' that is beyond what you can bear. Saber, try harder to please this lord. Maybe this lord will reward you with the Holy Grail?"

While speaking, the gorgeous wine glass in Archer's hand suddenly shattered.

"Rider is gone, the banquet is over. --Archer, either leave or draw your sword."

Although invisible to the naked eye, just the wind pressure of a swipe of the sword is enough to exhaust the deadly power of the divine sword in Saber's hand.The reason why Archer, whose wine glass was shattered in his hand, didn't change his face, if it wasn't because he was courageous, was because he was stupid.

"Really, do you know how many countries have been destroyed because of this cup? Forget it, this king will not punish you. Getting angry because of the clown's gaffe will damage the king's reputation."

"Shut up, I only warn once, next time I will kill you."

Archer didn't seem to care about Saber's cold intimidation, and stood up with a smile.

"Knight King, just work hard, maybe you will be more favored by me in the future."

Leaving such a sentence behind, Archer turned into a spirit body and disappeared, leaving only the emptiness and loneliness of waking up from a big dream in the huge atrium.

"Assassin, do you think I'm wrong, who has the reputation of being a sage just like Merlin?"

Saber turned around and stared at Scathach who was sitting upright, a pair of eyes that were still steadfast even after the world collapsed showed a trace of weakness for the first time.

"No, there is nothing wrong with a king."

Scathach calmly watched the most famous hero in Celtic history.

"You firmly believe in the kingly way, and your wish to save the country is not wrong, but as Archer said, this burden is too heavy. I lost my 'human' qualities when I didn't realize it, but you You gave it up voluntarily, you—it must have been very hard."

"This is my choice. Although it is hard work, I will not regret it." Although Saber was not tall, she stood upright, and no matter how heavy the burden was, she did not bend her waist.

"Yeah, you don't regret becoming a king, so have you ever done anything you regret after becoming a king?"

Hearing Scathach's question, Saber hesitated for more than ten seconds, and finally turned to shake her head firmly.

"No, I feel guilty towards Guinevere and some of my subjects, but I don't regret it."

"Well said, this is the famous King of Knights. So, what else do you have to worry about? Can your subjects understand every policy of yours? Does everyone in your country support you? Didn't you hear a little bit of opposition? How did you do it at the time?"

What did I. I. How did I do at that time?
I remembered.

"As a king, as long as my military orders are invincible, my words and deeds are upright enough. So I never ask others to understand myself. Even if I am far away from the crowd and lonely, this is the real king's posture."

"Then why are you wavering? It's just Rider who opposed it now, so it's nothing to worry about."

"Because I... am not sure if I can hold my head up and be proud of my heart like Rider."

Scatha smiled, but Saber frowned her heroic eyebrows.

The legend of King Arthur finally ended with the tragedy of betrayal by relatives, friends and subordinates. The "indestructible bond between the king and his subjects" shown by Iskandar is exactly what she longed for.

Scathach knew why Saber was wavering, but he didn't point it out: "Then do you want to give up? Give up your belief? Give up your kingly way?"

"Of course not." Saber denied with an awe-inspiring attitude.

"Then what are you sure about?"

Scathach scooped a glass of red wine for himself, Rider left, but the barrel remained.

"Listen well, little girl, belief is never made firm by boasting, nor shaken by silence. It only exists in your heart. If you believe it, it exists, and if you don't believe it, it will be broken. I When the 'Kingdom of Shadows' was closed, there was no big scene like Rider, and many people didn't take it seriously, but after I killed all kinds of invaders, no one dared to question my belief. So, Knight King, as long as you think you are right, even if Rider does not recognize you as a king, and Archer regards you as a clown, you should go on unswervingly. Because you are the king of knights, the unique King Arthur, the sword in your hand The Holy Sword of the Stars is the best proof."

"Thank you, Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, I almost lost the most important thing."

Saber nodded, her eyes had returned to the original purity and calm self-confidence.

"I am I, not you, not the Conqueror, not Archer—I am King Arthur, and I am not wrong."

(End of this chapter)