My Mom Sandy Love Song

Although in FateZero, the hero king was obsessed with the knight king and wanted to collect her as his collection.

However, he seemed to have a completely opposite attitude towards Lancer Artoria.

The tall figure, the overly plump figure, the aura of the goddess entangled in her body, and the pair of clairvoyants that glowed faintly in the dark night.

The King of Knights of the Holy Lance is a collection of all the annoying elements of the King of Heroes.

Incidentally.

Whether it's the pursuit of saber Artoria in "FZ", or the young Shan's falling in love with a human underage girl in "FHA", or the gentle attitude towards the young master in "FSF"...

All signs are showing that the oldest king of heroes of mankind is suspected to be a rotten.

No wonder he didn't deal with Lancer anymore.

"It's really a shame that you chose such a crappy place for a banquet. You just have this taste. How can you apologize for making me come here on purpose?"

Gilgamesh ignored Lancer and said to Rider.

"Don't say that, come, have a drink first."

The giant man smiled boldly and handed him the spoon full of wine. The latter simply took the spoon and drank the wine inside.

"—What kind of bad wine is this, to actually use this kind of wine to fight between heroes?"

A whirlpool of void space appeared behind the scoffing Hero King.

A series of drinking utensils studded with dazzling gems emerge from the treasury entrance.

The heavy gold vessel was filled with colorless and clear liquid.

"Look, this is the wine of the king."

Lancer and Rider curiously took the golden goblet.

"Oh, it's so delicious! Is this really brewed by humans? Could it be the creation of God!?"

Iskandar widened his eyes, exaggeratedly full of praise.

Gilgamesh's collection is undoubtedly the supreme wine, and even Arturia, who is not too interested in wine and other hobbies, nodded silently.

The three kings, immersed in the taste of the wine, began to talk freely about the kingly way.

Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes who identified the [Holy Grail] as his own treasure without authorization, just like drinking nonsense.

The purpose of his participation in the Holy Grail War is to punish the bastard who peeps at his treasure.

"I can't let go of the guy who stole my treasure. It's a matter of principle. It's the law I made as a king."

"Ah."

After hearing Gilgamesh's words, Rider sighed deeply.

"It's a perfect king. He can implement his own rules. But, I still really want the Holy Grail. My method is to grab it if I want it."

Because the Holy Grail was there, and because I wanted it very much, I decided to grab it.This is him, Iskandar the Conqueror.

Iskandar's wish is to become a human being and achieve a new hegemony in this world.

"Because that's the basis of conquest."

He stared at his clenched fist and muttered.

"Having a body, marching toward heaven and earth, carrying out my conquests—that's my way of being king. But now I don't have a body, and that's not possible. Without this, I can't start, I have to have a body."

Hearing his words, Gilgamesh showed a different smile than before, which contained a layer of viciousness compared to his usual mocking expression before.

"It's decided... Rider, I will kill you with my own hands."

"Hehe, I'm still talking about it now. You should make up your mind as soon as possible. Not only the Holy Grail, but I also plan to loot your treasure house. You are too careless for such a fine wine to be drunk by the King of Conquerors."

Rider laughed wildly.

"—Hey, I said Lancer, you can also talk about your wishes."

The King of Conquest finally turned to the King of Knights.

During the banquet, Artoria always put on a boring expression.

"I have no wishes," she replied.

Perhaps there was a time when King Arthur wanted to use the Holy Grail to save his motherland and completely deny his life, but that thought has long since disappeared with the deified present.

"Since there is no wish, why are you here?" Iskandar asked in puzzlement.

She spit out a few words: "—Save the world."

Gilgamesh: "Huh."

Iskandar: "Oh, oh, this is really... a big pattern"

Irisviel: "...Ahaha."

Webb: "...what?"

The whole audience was instantly speechless.

Lancer's meticulous seriousness showed she wasn't joking, so Rider asked with a dry smile.

"Uh, save the world... how exactly?"

The King of Knights did not answer the King of Conquerors' question.

Even if they say it, these two men who are tyrants can't understand it.

To say why.

The object that Artoria decided to explore and pursue for the rest of her life was originally a great evil born from the desires of people like Rider and Archer.

At the end of human desires, the terrifying beast of the apocalypse [Master Telion] will awaken according to prophecy.

In order to slay the scarlet beast recorded in the holy book, the Eternal King who returned from the end gave up his ideals and feelings.

The current Artoria, who is between a hero and a god——

Is the savior appointed by the restraining force.

"Your sister's wish is not to save Britain, but to save the world?"

Even Rhodes and Sister Wang, who were hiding in the attic above, were slightly surprised by Arturia.

Compared to the King of Knights, she is more like a holy swordsman... But she obviously doesn't have a holy sword, what is this all about?

Ah, there are too many Artorias, and some of them can't get around.

With a long sigh, Rhode leaned back, resting the back of his head on Morgan's soft, high chest.

"Hey...if Morgan becomes king, what will he do?"

"I don't know." She replied lightly.

"--what?"

This time, it was Rhodes' turn to be surprised. The fairy concubine who is more obsessed with the British throne than anyone else, has not thought about the responsibilities, obligations or ambitions of being a king?

If Iskander and Gilgamesh are tyrants, then Morgan is a fool.

At this moment, Morgan made a choked sound that was lower than usual.

"I didn't think about what to do when I became king, but... the crown of Britain was supposed to be mine."

"—"

Morgan hugged Rod's body tightly, buried his face in his hair and sobbed silently.

"It was supposed to be mine.

I just want to get my stuff back...is this kind of thing wrong? "

Morgan's voice sounded like an indictment against the world.

As the only child of King Uther and Queen Igrein of Britain, he should of course be the first de jure heir to the British throne.

However, she wasn't even allowed a chance to compete for the reserves.

Whether his father's approval, the teachings of sages, or the challenge of the sword in the stone... all are worlds that have nothing to do with Morgan.

She just wanted to take back the throne from her sister, and was denounced by the world as an evil and lustful enchantress.

"..."

Rhode, who didn't know what to say, raised his hand silently to wipe the tears from her face.

In the position of Arthur, there will be no better monarch than her, and the choice of human rationale is correct.

And Morgan obviously has the legal right of inheritance, has extraordinary brains and talents, but has no chance to govern the country.

There may be nothing right or wrong between King Arthur and Morgan, and the struggle between their sisters is not in their turn as an outsider who talks too much.

Rhodes jumped off Morgan's lap.

"...Are you leaving me, master."

The witch's wet eyes trembled along with her dry voice.

Rhode scratched his head helplessly and said to her, "I want to go to your room to play for a while, I'm going to end this boring banquet now."

After leaving this sentence, Rhode jumped down from the attic.

……

"Save the world? Hahahaha!

It's not even a king at all, it's just a lion whose head is locked in a circus cage for others to enjoy. "

After three rounds of drinking, Archer suddenly spoke to Lancer coldly.

"Whatever you think, archer. Although I no longer exercise the king's rights, I will never allow anyone to question my king's identity."

At this moment, there was a loud noise tens of meters away from the place where the banquet was held.

"?"

Everyone in the atrium looked at the source of the sound, and saw a black-haired boy leisurely walking out of the swaying tree shadows.

"Eli, you escape back to the castle first."

Rhode walked to Irisviel's side and muttered softly in a volume that only they could hear.