Across the heavens, I am the Avatar Sword Master

Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and the air was filled with a heavy and depressing atmosphere.

It was as if the whole world was holding its breath, waiting for an inevitable storm to come.

When Rider ended the debate on the kingly way with the words, “She is just a little girl bound by an idol called the ‘King’,” Saber’s eyes became completely sharp.

His eyes were like two balls of emerald green flames burning.

She was enraged by Rider's words, and the magic power in her body began to surge, like a volcano about to erupt, and she was almost at the point where she could not help but take action.

As a Knight King whose name will go down in history, being described by Rider as "a little girl...bound by an idol called 'King'" is the greatest insult to her.

"You can't say that, Rider."

Saber's rage was interrupted by another person.

On the road of measurement between kings, outsiders who have nothing to do with the kings are inserted.

Chen Yu's eyes were a little dazed, his body was shaking slightly, and there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was a little drunk.

"Darling, you're already drunk after just one drink?"

Naiyali looked at the empty golden wine glass, smelled the alcohol emanating from Chen Yu, and considerately supported Chen Yu to prevent him from falling down due to drunkenness.

Chen Yu shook his head, pushed away Naiyali's support, and said to Naiyali with some trembling: "Nayali, I am not yet insane..."

After drinking a glass of magical wine, the world suddenly seemed to become soft and blurry.

Everything around me seems as real as a dream, yet as unreal as reality.

Saber turned his gaze towards Chen Yu.

"Master of Caster, are you also going to laugh at my kingly way?"

"Laugh at you? No... of course not... how could that be..."

Seeing that Chen Yu said he was not laughing at her, Saber's expression turned better.

But Chen Yu's next words made the faces of the three kings, Saber, Rider, and Archer, change drastically.

"If I were to laugh at your way of being a king, I wouldn't just be laughing at you, Saber. I'd be laughing at all three of you."

After saying this, Chen Yu was afraid that others didn’t understand, so he pointed at Saber, Rider, and Archer and said, “Yes, that’s you! The three of you who are competing in the King’s Way are all garbage!”

"court death!"

"Bastard!"

"..."

Archer stood up angrily and threw the golden cup in his hand to the ground.

"Are you a bastard and dare to discuss the king's way?"

Although Archer thinks Chen Yu is a very interesting person, it does not mean that he can violate his dignity.

Since you made a mistake, you need to be punished!

A golden ripple appeared behind Archer, and a golden sword was launched by Archer as if it were a treasure.

Faced with the speeding treasure, Naiyali wanted to stand up and stop it, but was stopped by Chen Yu.

When the treasure was still an inch away from Chen Yu, it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

Only Chen Yu's slightly trembling finger and the sparks scattered in the air told everyone that this was not an illusion.

"I have some strength. If that's the case, what insights can a narrow-minded commoner have?"

Facing Archer's question, Chen Yu walked from the audience to the main stone table with shaky steps. Without changing his expression, he poured a glass of "King's Wine", took a sip and said to himself: "Although I am not a king and don't understand the 'King's Way', I still understand the saying 'Times make heroes'."

"The kingly way you are talking about is like a river. For an elephant, it is just a small ditch. For a lion, it barely touches his knees. For a rabbit, it has to be drunk to death before it can pass."

"You are three kings from different eras, with different productivity, the same ideas, and different national conditions. Putting aside your respective era backgrounds, you are actually trying to persuade each other, thinking that you can compete with each other in your own way of kingship and fight for the ownership of the Holy Grail? It's like playing house, how ridiculous!"

"Rider, you mocked Saber for having no desires and being like a vase. But it was the useless vase you mentioned that overthrew the oppression of the Roman Empire, fought against the Saxons, and consolidated the territory. It was also the vase you mentioned that killed the rebellious white dragon Vorticon, saved the people, and began to revive the destroyed city, allowing Britain to survive for another twenty years. Such achievements are enough for her to be king."

"However, Britain's demise is inevitable. It cannot be reversed by human power. The Age of Gods declined. When the past era filled with mystery and magic came to an end, the ether in the atmosphere dissipated. The formerly fertile land became barren, food production was insufficient, and the land could not feed the population. Coupled with frequent disasters, hunger, and wars, the people saw no hope, and the country naturally perished."

“Rider, if you were put in Saber’s position, instead of protecting Britain as a savior, you would ravage Britain as a tyrant and force it to carry out your tyranny. What would be the outcome? I’m afraid it would only hasten Britain’s demise!”

"Rider can't do it, and neither can Archer. If we want to save Britain, we must reverse the demise of the Age of Gods and rely on the power of the Holy Grail to change the fact that the Age of Gods has faded from the face of the earth."

"But then again, it seems like none of you three kings are that good. Although your names have been passed down through the ages, your countries were destroyed after you died. Doesn't this just prove that your levels are actually about the same?"

One died of overwork, one died of illness on horseback, and one was stabbed to death by his rebellious son. It seems that none of the three kings had a good end.

After Chen Yu finished speaking, a suffocating silence fell on the courtyard again.

"How dare you, really how dare you, that's all! How dare you really make irresponsible comments about the king, this is insubordination, how do you want to die!"

Archer clapped his hands and applauded, his eyes as cold as the glaciers in the far north in winter, flashing with cold light, piercing and chilling.

Countless golden ripples emerged behind him. Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hatchets, hooks, forks... every weapon was shining with golden light, releasing a strong magic power that was difficult to conceal. They were ready to be fired, illuminating the surroundings of the courtyard like daylight.

But facing the treasure that was about to launch an overwhelming attack, Chen Yu was not scared, but continued to taste the wine in the glass.

It seemed that he felt no threat to the King's treasure.

Naiyali immediately stood in front of Chen Yu, and Saber's expression was a little complicated.

As the other party said, what really forced Britain to perish was not war or civil unrest, but inevitable natural disasters.

It is inevitable that the Age of Gods will disappear, and Britain will be destroyed.

If Britain is to be saved, the fate of the Age of Gods must be reversed.

She knew very well that what she was pursuing was like a flower in the mirror or a moon in the water.

But she still chose to throw herself into the fire.

Just to save Britain!