Chapter XII
"Isn't that a tyrant? "Rider," Saber said. "It's a huge mistake for you to be kings like this!”
"Indeed. But we are not only tyrants, but also heroes.”
Rider replied calmly, not even moving his eyebrows.
"So Saber, if a king is not satisfied with the results of his governance, it can only mean that he is a fatuous ruler, worse than a tyrant.”
Unlike Sparkle, who kept mocking Saber, Rider denied her completely. Saber frowned and retorted sharply,"
"Iskandar, you…the empire you created was eventually split into four parts. Are you really not dissatisfied with this? Don't you want to start over? Save the country?"
"I don't want to."
The Conqueror King immediately replied. He straightened his chest and looked straight into the Knight King's stern eyes.
"If my decision and my subjects led to such an outcome, then destruction is inevitable. I will mourn and cry, but I will never regret it.”
"How could this be…"
"Not to mention attempting to overturn history! Such foolish behavior is an insult to all humans in the era I created!”
Saber refuted Rider's arrogant words,"
"You're only saying this because of the glory of martial artists. The people didn't think that way. What they needed was salvation.”
"You mean they want the king's salvation?”You suddenly cried out,"You bastard!"”
"I don't understand! What's the point of this?"
"This is the duty of a king!"
This time, Saber said proudly,"
"Correct rule, correct order. This is what all subjects hope for.”
"Then are you the 'right' slave?”
"If you want to put it that way. Only by sacrificing yourself for your ideals are you worthy of being a king."
Without any doubt, the young Knight King nodded.
"People can understand law and order through the king. What the king represented should not be something that would disappear with the king's death, but something more noble.”
"Then tell me, what is right?”You flew into a rage and said," Is what you think is correct? Answer me, Saber."”
Silence.
The young Knight King did not answer.
Because she didn't know how to answer.
"This isn't the path of survival that humans would choose.”
"Yes, I am. Since he was born as a king, he could not expect to live the life of an ordinary person.”
In order to become a perfect monarch, in order to become the embodiment of her ideals, she was willing to give up her body and throw away her personal feelings. The life of the girl named Altoria changed completely the moment she pulled the sword out of the rock. From then on, she became a legend, a hymn, and a synonym for dreams.
There had been pain and troubles, but there was also the glory of victory. Her unchanging faith supported her sword.
"Barr, you demon won't understand what I'm saying!”
"A king without desire is worse than a vase.”Rider said.
Rider's furious roar and his gigantic body made him even more terrifying.
"Saber, you just said 'sacrifice for your ideal'. Indeed, you used to be an incorruptible saint, so pure that no one could compare to you. But who would be willing to die for their ideals? Who would think of the so-called saints day and night? They could only comfort the people, but they could not guide them. Only by displaying their desires and praising the ultimate glory could they lead the country and its people to the right path.”
After drinking the wine in his glass, the Conqueror King corrected him.
"As a king, you must have stronger desires than anyone else, be more unrestrained than anyone else, and be more irritable than anyone else. He should be a human that contained both clear and turbid, and was more real than anyone else. Only in this way could the officials be convinced by the king, and the people would have the longing of 'if only I were the king'!”
"Such governance…Where is the justice?”
"No, I haven't. There was no such thing as justice in the path of a king, so there was no regret.”
“……”
He was too direct with his statement, and Saber was already furious.
Both of them took the happiness of the people as their basic principle, but their ideals were very different.
On one side, he prayed for peace.
On one side was hope and prosperity.
The king who suppressed chaos and the king who stirred up chaos naturally had different ideals.
Rider smiled and said.
"The king who bears the name of a knight. Your justice and ideals might have saved the country and the people for a while, so your name is probably being praised to this day. However, you should know what happened to those who were saved.”
"You said-what?"
Blood stained Sunset Hill.
Saber recalled the scene again.
She thought of her good friend, Lancelot, who had become a Dark Knight. That hateful posture, that silent roar.
" You've always 'saved' your subjects, but you've never 'guided' them. They didn't know what the King's Desire was. You left your lost subjects behind, but you were intoxicated by your petty ideals in a sacred manner.
That's why you're not a qualified king. You just want to be a 'king' who thinks for the people. You're just a little girl who's trapped in a cocoon in order to become that kind of idol.”
"I…"
There were many things he wanted to refute, but every time he opened his mouth, the scene he had witnessed in Jinlan Bay would appear in his mind.
Corpses littered the ground and blood flowed like a river. Her officials, her friends, and her relatives lay there.
The moment she pulled out the sword from the rock, she had already learned of the prophecy. She knew that this meant destruction. She had already come to a realization.
But why…
When she saw this tragic scene with her own eyes, she would feel so surprised. She felt that there was nothing she could do except pray.
There were also magicians who had predicted that it was almost impossible to overturn it. However, she still thought that if a miracle could really happen…
A dangerous thought filled Saber's mind.
If he did not protect England as the savior of the world. But as a tyrant trampling over England-
The chaotic world would only become more chaotic because of the war. First of all, this was not the path of a king that she pursued. No matter what, she would never choose this option.
However, if he really did that, which outcome would be more tragic than the Battle of Jianlan…
“?”
Unexpectedly, Saber felt a chill down her spine. This chill brought her back to reality.
It was a golden gaze.
This Golden Heroic Spirit had been handing Saber over to Rider since the beginning. He sat at the side and drank wine leisurely. His deep red eyes. She did not know when he had started to size her up.
He didn't say anything. It was impossible to tell what he was trying to do from his eyes, but there was a lewd look in his eyes, as if a snake was crawling on his body, making people feel humiliated and unhappy.
"…Archer, why are you looking at me?”
"Ah, I was just admiring your distressed expression.”
The golden smile was unexpectedly gentle, but it also made people feel extremely afraid.
"I like the expression of a virgin spreading flowers on the bed.”
"You…"
To Saber, this was an unforgivable trick. She smashed the cup on the ground without hesitation, her face filled with uncontrollable anger.
However, what made their expressions change in the next second was not her anger.
A moment later, Alispher and Wilbur also noticed the strange air around them. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel a very dense killing intent on his skin.
A strange white object appeared in the courtyard illuminated by the moonlight. One after another, pale faces appeared in the courtyard like flowers blooming. The paleness was the color of the cold and dry bones.
A skeleton mask and a black robe. The empty courtyard was gradually surrounded by this strange group.
Assassin……
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