"If my decision and my ministers lead to such a result, then destruction is inevitable. I will mourn and cry, but I will never regret it."

"How could it be..."

"Not to mention trying to subvert history! This stupid behavior is an insult to all the human beings of the era I have built!"

Regarding the proud words of Japanese der, Saber denies: "You say this only based on the glory of warriors. The people will not think so, they need salvation."

"You mean they want the king's salvation?"

Rider shrugged and laughed.

"I don't understand! Is this kind of thing meaningful?"

"This is the king's duty!"

This time it was Saber's turn to speak proudly:

"The right rule, the right order, is what all subjects expect."

"Then are you the 'right' slave?"

"You can say that. Only by devoting yourself to your ideals are worthy of being the king."

Without a trace of doubt, the young Knight King nodded.

"People can understand law and order through the king. What the king should not embody is the kind of thing that will disappear with the king's death, but a more noble thing." Looking at Saber who was still determined, the Rider on the side shook his head as if he was pitying her. "This is not the path of survival that people will choose."

"Yes. Since you are born as a king, you cannot hope to live a life of ordinary people."

In order to become a perfect monarch and to become the embodiment of her ideal, she was willing to give up her body and throw away her personal relationship. The life of a girl named Artoria was completely changed at the moment she pulled the sword out of the rock. Since then, she has become synonymous with undefeated legends, hymns and dreams.

I have had pain and troubles, but it contains the glory of victory. The unchanging belief still supports her arm holding the sword.

"The Conqueror King, people like you who only care about yourself will not understand my beliefs. You are just a bully who is blinded by **!"

Saber shouted sternly. Rider, who was scolded, immediately opened his eyes wide.

"A king without ** is better than a vase."

Hider's angrily shouted and his huge body made him feel even more terrifying.

"Saber, you just said 'Devote for your ideals'. Indeed, you were a clean saint, so holy that no one could match. But who would expect to be martyred for your ideals? Who would have thought about and hoped for the so-called saints day and night, and could only comfort the people, but not guide the people. Only by showing the best and sing the ultimate glory can we lead the country and the people to the right path."

After drinking the wine in the glass, the Conquer King continued to correct the situation.

"As a king, you must have a stronger ** than anyone, bolder than anyone, and more angry than anyone. He should be a human being who contains both clear and turbidity, and is more real than anyone. Only in this way can the ministers be impressed by the king, and the people will have a longing like 'If I were the king'!"

"Where is justice like this kind of governance?"

"No. The way of kings has no so-called justice, so there is no regret."

“…”

He asserted too simply that Saber was already very angry.

Both take the happiness of the people as the basic principle, but the two have a very different philosophy.

On one side is praying for peace.

On one side is hope for prosperity.

The two people's ideas are naturally impossible to have the same ideas as the king who suppresses troubled times and the king who brings up wars.

Rider smiled and spoke cheerfully.

"Your justice and ideals may have saved the country and the people for a while, so your name will be passed down to this day. However, you may not know what the result will be for those saved guys."

"What did you say?"

Blood stains the hill of sunset.

The scenery revived in Saber's mind again.

"You blindly 'save' subjects, but never 'guided' them. They don't know what the 'king of the king' is. You left behind the lost subjects, but you are alone in a sacred manner, intoxicated by your own petty ideals. So you are not a qualified king. You just want to be the 'king' who cares about the people, and a little girl who tied herself up in order to become that idol."

"I……"

There are many words to refute, but every time I speak, the scene I once witnessed in the last battle will appear in front of me.

The corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed into a river. There were her ministers, her friends and her relatives.

She learned the prophecy the moment she drew the sword from the rock. She knew that it meant destruction, and she had already become enlightened.

but why……

When she saw this tragic scene with her own eyes, she would feel that she could do nothing but pray.

Some magicians also predicted that it was almost impossible to subvert. But she still thought that if a miracle really could happen...

A dangerous idea occupied Saber's mind.

What if I did not protect Britain as a savior and instead ravage Britain as a tyrant?

Troubled times will only become more chaotic due to war disasters. First of all, this is not the kingly path she pursues. And no matter what angle she stands, she would not choose this option.

But if I really did that, which one would be more tragic than the Battle of the Sword Bar...

"?"

Unexpectedly, Saber felt a wide and quiet gaze locked her, and this gaze brought her back from her thoughts to reality.

That was Mo Huai's sight.

Mo Huai handed Saber over to Rider to deal with it since the beginning. He sat on the side and drank leisurely. His dark red eyes looked at Saber carefully at some point.

He didn't speak, and he couldn't tell from his eyes that he had any intentions, but there was a gentle feeling in his eyes, as if he was looking at a pitiful person, making people feel warm.

"...Mo Huai, why do you look at me?" Saber asked in confusion.

"Ah, I'm just thinking about how you can be a hero."

Mo Huai's smile was unexpectedly gentle, but it made people feel a little surprised.

"Really speaking, heroes are all heroes, but you are different."

"you……"

For Saber, this was an unforgivable fool. She broke the cup to the ground without hesitation, and her face was filled with unstoppable anger. Although she respected Mo Huai, it did not mean that she could tolerate the insult.

"A foolish people."

Mo Huai murmured to himself as if nothing had happened, drinking the remaining wine in the cup. Saber did not answer, while Rider looked at Mo Huai with a curious look.

"Why do you want to lead them? Just for the false reputation of the king?"

"The king's name? No, no, I just need to conquer!" Rider stood up with a smile without any mind. "Conquest is the most wonderful thing in the world!"

But Saber was still worried about the words of the past, and she didn't want to let him go.

"Rider, how could the name of the king be conquering? It should be guidance!"

"The king's name is so important?"

Mo Huai stopped Saber's words in a tough tone.

"Have you kings enjoyed the feeling of loving and being loved? Have you ever enjoyed the feeling of having a carefree and happy life? Are you having fun fighting with your ignorant people every day?"

"Do you still want to continue fooling me? Mo Huai master." Saber's tone was already impatient.

"Mo Huai, although I admire you, you cannot defile my kingly way!" Rider's voice was as loud as thunder, and his face was ferocious.

Mo Huai just looked at them with pity, and waved his hand and a bunch of black wings appeared behind him. Although it was not as powerful as the "Oasis of Holy", it was enough to attract attention.

"Gilgamesh, go."

“…”

"Hey, Mo Huai, where are you going? I'm going too." Poison Island Yazi said.

“——Well, come with me…”

Since she saw the appearance of Poison Island, Mo Huai wanted to take her away, but Poison Island has a master after all, and she is very strong, so it would be the same to take her away in the end. But since Poison Island has spoken, there is no need for him to refuse to agree.

After taking the ark, Gilgamesh glanced at the Poison Island Ako and spoke in a sincere tone: "Well, you can sit up too."

"No, I--"

Ignoring the last rebuttal of Poison Island, he carried Matsuki Sakura up to Fang Ark, and had no choice but to get off Poison Island to get on the car. Finally, Mo Huai spread his wings and flew into the distance. Fang Ark followed Mo Huai and disappeared into the sky to the east.

“…”

Facing Mo Huai who was flashing his words, Alice Phil and Weber stared at each other. This was too irresponsible, but they were silent at the same time. It was true that the ignorant people gave this great task to the 15-year-old flower girl, the girl who should have enjoyed her life, was forced to go to the battlefield.

This is the tragedy of the times and no one can say anything.

But Saber could not just forget Mo Huai's words as a joke. There was a kind of unwillingness to make him take back these words - it was these words that made Saber rebellious, but did she want Mo Huai to take back these words or would she want to know what the feeling of love was?

"You don't have to pay attention to it, saber, just stick to the path you believe in."

Alice Phil interrupted from the side. Although he could not fight back Mo Huai, this time was not a time to be discouraged and he had to cheer Saber up.

"——When I finally called Mo Huai, if he was willing to stop and listen to me, what would I say?"

Asked Alice Phil, Saber turned around and smiled bitterly, perhaps self-deprecating.
To be continued...