Imperial City 2D
31 The King’s Sorrow

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What was originally a banquet had now turned into a debate between Saber and Rider. Archer only said one sentence before drinking quietly while watching the two of them argue intensely. On the other hand, Navenmoor didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. He just silently tasted the wine and carefully observed Saber's expression. He looked at that mesmerizing face. It was really a burning soul that emitted a light that made people unable to open their eyes.

He shouted at Saber. Rider's eyes widened.

"A king without desire is worse than a vase.”

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.”

"What…did you say?"

Blood stained Sunset Hill.

Saber recalled the scene again.

" 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 if he were to trample over England as a tyrant…

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…

A deep sense of confusion was written all over the girl's face. The fact that she had completely rejected the King's Way made Saber speechless.

"Creator…what do you think? For my king's way!" As if he had grabbed onto the last straw that could save his life, Saber cast his hopeful gaze on Navenmoor, who had not expressed any opinion on his King's Path from the beginning.

The raised wine glass stopped in mid-air and was slowly put down.

Shaking the wine in his glass, Navenmore looked at Saber with a frivolous expression.

"Are you looking for my opinion? Saber, you should know that I'm a demon king.”said Navenmore softly.

"From what I know about history, I can only say that you are a pitiful king. You have lived your entire life for your people, but…”He shook his head and sighed.

"In the end, you were mercilessly pushed into the abyss by the people you trusted.”

Her merciless words dealt the girl a final blow. Saber's body froze and he almost fell to the ground. Seeing this, the dancer quickly went forward to support Saber, who was on the verge of collapsing.

That's right…the people he trusted, the people he wanted to protect, had betrayed him mercilessly in the end. Then what was the point of everything he had persisted in?

As expected…I shouldn't have been the one to take the throne from the beginning, right?

"Saber, don't tell me you've given up on what you've been pursuing just because of a few words I said to Rider.”

"How could this be? To obtain the Holy Grail and change the history of my country's destruction, I will always firmly believe in this wish!”After hearing what Navenmoor said, Saber puffed out his chest and spoke proudly.

"That's right, you're a shining soul that I've taken a fancy to. Saber, I have high expectations for you. You'll definitely become the most dazzling one in my collection.”Raising his cup and drinking the rest of the wine in one gulp, Navenmore smiled at Saber.

"Similarly! I will definitely defeat you and rescue Allie!”Saber, who had regained his fighting spirit, answered Navenmore's question without showing any weakness.

"Haha, that's right. Who cares what others say and evaluate? Rider's King's Path was Rider's King's Path, and yours was yours. Since he had been persisting, there must be a reason for him to persist. This was what a King should do. Since he had already decided, there was no need to regret it!”As he spoke, Navenmore stood up and casually threw the expensive golden wine cup in his hand to the side. This action made Archer frown in displeasure.

"Naturally, I will never regret this decision. I will definitely carry out this wish until it is fulfilled.”The valiant Saber pushed away the dancer beside him and stood up to meet Navenmore's gaze.

" That's true…" Rider smiled helplessly as he watched Saber regain his fighting spirit after hearing a few simple words from Niven Moore.

"No matter what, I can't agree with you, Saber. I can't agree with your way of governing the world, but I admire your tireless pursuit of the path that you agree with, even if it seems stupid to me.”

"Hmph, Rider, there's no point in talking. I'll use my sword to let you understand my way of the king!”Saber did not want to be outdone by Rider's words.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it…Hahahaha!”Rider knew that he could no longer suppress his opponent in terms of aura and laughed wildly again.

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