Across the heavens, I am the Avatar Sword Master

Looking at the two people who seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, Saber felt a little restless. She could not agree with the other party's ideas, could not accept them, and could not forgive them.

One is the oldest fat tiger in human history who is arrogant and considers everything as his own.

One is a arrogant warrior who plunders and is extremely greedy in order to conquer the world.

They were all self-centered and materialistic people, which was very different from the chivalrous ways that she had always upheld.

What is the difference between such a king and a tyrant?

She raised her head, looked directly at the other two and said, "I want to save my hometown and use the almighty wish machine to change the fate of Britain's destruction."

However, after Saber finished speaking, everyone was silent for a long time.

The scene was immersed for a moment, which made Saber very confused.

Her wish was clear and there was nothing strange about it. Whether it was praise or rebuttal, someone should have raised it immediately.

But at this moment, the entire courtyard was silent. The only sound could be heard was the rustling of leaves in the night wind, creating an eerie and quiet atmosphere.

After a long while, it was Rider who first broke the quiet atmosphere. He scratched his forehead with some confusion on his face, and asked again with some uncertainty.

"Wait a minute, I must have heard you wrong, Knight King. You said your wish is to overturn history and change the fate of Britain's destruction?"

"Exactly."

"Let me confirm once again that the destruction of the country called Britain occurred during your reign, right?"

"Yes, it was my responsibility, so I regret it so much and cannot forgive myself. I want to change that ending."

For Saber, the wish in her heart has never wavered at any time.

Even if the Holy Grail is really contaminated as Chen Yu said, he cannot fulfill his wish.

But she still didn't give up the idea of ​​obtaining the Holy Grail.

Even if the Holy Grail War fails this time, next time, and the next time, and the next time... one day I will rely on the Holy Grail to realize my wish.

This is Saber's pride and also her way of being a king.

In the name of the Knight King, he carried out his own beliefs. Even if he was alone and the road ahead was dangerous, he would persist in walking this lonely and lofty king's road.

Therefore, Saber firmly asserted: "If the Holy Grail is really an all-purpose wish-granting machine, even wishes that cannot be fulfilled by miracles will surely come true!"

But before Saber could finish her words, the sound of Archer's laughter reached everyone's ears.

"Hahahahaha!"

Archer held his stomach and laughed, his shoulders shaking violently, as if he had heard a huge joke. This laughter was full of insolence, and he did not take Saber's wishes into consideration at all.

"Archer! What's so funny!"

Facing Archer's ridicule, Saber's face was filled with anger.

How could she not be angry when her most cherished wish was mocked by Archer?

But Saber's anger only received a mocking response from Archer: "Hahahahahahaha, did you hear that, King of Conquerors? Calling yourself a king, and being hailed as a king by the people, how could such a person actually feel regret? How can this not make me laugh? Hahaha..."

Looking at Archer who was laughing non-stop, Rider also frowned, his expression somewhat strange, and asked Saber in a heavy tone: "So... Saber, are you going to personally deny the history you wrote with your own hands?"

“That’s right!” Saber acknowledged what Rider said, and continued, “Archer, why are you laughing? You gave me the sword, and Britain, for which I dedicated my life, was destroyed in my hands. I feel sad about this, so of course I must save it and save my people. What’s wrong with that?”

However, what Saber responded to was another round of ridicule from Archer.

“Hey, Rider. Did you hear that? This little girl who calls herself the King of Knights… actually said ‘sacrifice for the country’! Hahahaha, I’m dying of laughter. This is a masterpiece! Saber, I admit that you are the best clown at this banquet! Hahaha…”

Facing Archer who was still laughing, Saber stood up suddenly and retorted to the selfish king: "Why are you laughing, Archer! Since you are a king, you should stand up and seek the prosperity of the country you rule!"

However, Rider firmly and seriously denied Saber's words: "You are wrong. It is not the king who devotes himself to the people, but the country and the people who devote themselves to the king, not the other way around."

After listening to Rider’s speech, Saber could no longer contain her anger and shouted, “What are you talking about! Wouldn’t that make you a ruling tyrant?”

However, facing Saber's questioning, Rider remained calm without even raising his eyebrows.

"Yes, we are not only tyrants, but also heroes. However, if Saber says that the king regrets his rule and the end of the kingdom, then it can only be said that the other party is a tyrant, even worse than a tyrant!"

Unlike Archer who kept mocking her, Rider denied her fundamentally.

Saber frowned, her face tense, and she raised her voice again, asking in a sharp tone: "Iskander! The empire you built with your own hands finally fell apart after your death. Don't you feel unwilling at all? Don't you want to start over again and save the country you built?!"

"In no mood!"

Rider answered simply.

He puffed out his chest and met Saber's stern gaze.

"If it was my decision that led to the end of my subjects, I would mourn and shed tears, but I would never regret it! Not to mention trying to subvert history and overthrow everything! This is a common insult to all those who built our era! What a stupid idea!"

Facing Rider's declaration, Saber denied it again: "The army that follows you will feel honored by destruction, but the weak people will not. What they need is salvation!"

“You mean they need the king’s salvation?” Rider shook his head and laughed, “I don’t understand! What’s the point of this?”

"Of course it makes sense! This is what a king should do!"

Saber slammed her fist on the table and said proudly, "Right rule, right governance, right order, and a king leading the country to prosperity, this is the essence of a king, and this is what all subjects expect!"

"So are you, the king, the 'right' slave?"

"A king should sacrifice himself for his ideals! King of Conquerors, a king like you who became one just to satisfy endless desires is simply incomprehensible!"

Saber shouted loudly, but Rider widened his eyes and scolded her back.

"A king without desires is worse than a vase!"

Rider also stood up, his huge body looking down at Saber.

"Saber, you just said 'sacrifice for the ideal'? You must have been an incorruptible saint, right? You must have possessed a noble and inviolable heroic figure, but a saint can comfort the people, but cannot lead them! How many people yearn for the bumpy and thorny road of 'martyrdom'? And who would treat it as a dream?"

"A so-called king should be the one with the strongest desire, the most knowledge, and the most anger! Both the pure and the turbid should reach the extreme of human nature! Only in this way will the ministers envy the king, be fascinated by the king, and ignite the longing of "I also want to be a king" in the hearts of every citizen!"

"As the Knight King, your ideals and justice may have saved the country and the people, but you must know what the fate of those people you saved will be! You don't show the 'king's desire', ignore the confused ministers, and only keep your nobleness alone, indulging in seemingly beautiful ideals. So you are not a real king. You only exist for others, bound by the idol called 'king'... just a little girl."

After finishing his words, Rider looked up at the sky, unable to bear the pity on his face, and sighed deeply.