Rider got up to leave, his voice flat and low, as if he needed a good night's sleep when he got back. However, his master didn't seem to have had time to wake up from the dreamlike alternation between the inherent barrier and reality, and he still knelt in place in a daze.

"Wait, Rider, I haven't yet! --------”

"Don't say anything more! Because tonight is a banquet for kings to talk to. But Saber, this king no longer recognizes you as king--------"

Rider tilted his head, just looking at Artoria as she tried to argue. It was a piercing gaze, because it wasn't mockery, it was pity. It's like looking at a poor man who has gone astray and is powerless to help. This is more cruel than scolding in person-------

Without the slightest long-winded retraction of his gaze of mercy, Iskander, one of the most famous kings in the world, King of Conquest, drew his broadsword at his waist. Slashing diagonally down his side, the sharp sound of the sword proved his decisiveness, the determination of the words in his mouth.

White thunder light falls from the sky! The roaring thunder carried the power and loudness of the explosion, turning the entire courtyard into the white and blue of thunder and lightning. Now no one can argue with Rider anymore, like this thunderbolt. He is a tyrant, but he is also a convincing overlord!

"Na~ I said little girl, it's almost time to wake up from that distressing dream. ----- otherwise, you'll lose the minimum pride you have as a hero. The kind of king you speak of is not so much a curse-like dream--------"

"What do you say? ------”

Maybe it's a soft-hearted advice for a while, but it's also like cutting off Artoria's thoughts. Rider didn't answer Artoria's questions again, after her Master had boarded the chariot. With a blank face, he waved the reins and flew into the sky with the roar of the sacred cow. Eventually far away beyond sight.

The straight sword in Qing Xiang's hand was retracted into its sheath, and then the outer layer of magic shattered, and the knife changed back to its original shape. Turning to look at Artoria who was unwilling to stand still, Qing knew that her stubbornness would not give up because of Rider's blockade of the road, but that didn't mean she would be shaken by this. At the same time, Archer stood up. Scarlet eyes, mocking and bantering. It seemed to be for Artoria, but he looked at Qing standing on the sidelines.

"There's one thing I think I'd better tell you, Caster. The little minion you just let go of is the one in Assassin. At the same time, I have a treasure, although it is only a part, but I believe it will not be long. The mongrels can be used again. --You'd better keep an eye on the woman next to you, maybe she'll die because of your decision! ~ So, you are always welcome to come and pray to me. Hum hahahahahahahaha~~----------"

Archer laughed loudly and turned into golden particles and disappeared. In that heart-repellent laughter, disappear and leave. Although the laughter was gone, the words were like a heavy dark cloud hanging over the sky.

Heavy, so heavy that it makes people maddening, even angry. Qing closed his eyes, and the haze blinded his eyes and his mind. I don't want to face the tearing of my vows again, and I don't want this curse of mocking fate to continue.

There are only four people left in the spacious courtyard. Even the sound of the wind is gone, only silence. Qing exhaled the turbidity in her chest, looked at it, clenched her fists, and trembled slightly, not angry, but struggling. Because her pain is never put on her face----------

"Artoria. -------------- kings can get acquainted with other kings, but the kings of the past generations will not agree with each other. What you hear is only part of what others say. “

Looking directly into her eyes, Qing didn't know why she couldn't help but say such comforting words, but fortunately, she closed her eyes to block Qing's direct gaze. So that Qing will not be unable to follow because of the situation.

"You don't need to listen to Rider, and you don't need to change your royal path for that. If you waver, then listen to the holy sword in your hand, I have not seen the golden light fade. The way of knighthood, from the very beginning, has been a path full of thorns, suffering for others, but not being understood by others, but facing their own true hearts. Right and wrong have always been defined only from the perspective of individual people. “

Qing turned and walked out of the courtyard and patted a snow painting on the shoulder, and after glancing at the gap between Qing and Artoria, she trotted to keep up with Qing's steps. The rest of Artoria and her lord were in this secluded courtyard.

"One more thing, Artoria. Your wishes. If you really fantasize about it, you want to abandon the glory that tore apart the glory you created and the glory of all the knights of Camelot. Then you'd better be prepared to kill me. Because of such a desire, I will not let you touch the Holy Grail-----------"

Qing hooked his Master's waist and pedaled the ground diagonally, and under the huge foot force, Qing had disappeared in place in an instant.

'Let everything you have experienced in the past start again, and thus change'--------- the scene of the forest is rapidly receding, and Qing is only borrowing the treetops to hurry after leaving the castle. Artoria's wish has been ringing in her ears.

With his backhand, he drew his long knife and slashed through the barrier of the forest barrier. There was already a white halo on the horizon, but it was still some time before dawn.

Randomly found a piece of flat ground to fall, Qing put down a dizzy snow painting, although the high-speed movement did not hurt her, but it was enough to make her dizzy for a while.

The banquet ended with the farce, although there were many changes, but at least, Qing would not hesitate to draw his sword again. Turning his head to look at the woman beside him, who was holding on to the trees, rocks and soil, trying to regain her sense of balance.

It's not in tune and unreliable, even if it's unhappy, he'll laugh, like an old fox, but he doesn't have enough ruthlessness, and the whole person is like a big shortcoming. --------

Change out of your armor and put on plain clothes. Qing adjusted the brim of her cap, and at the same time, Ichijo Yukie had regained his mobility.

"Let's go back, Master. The city was kept empty, and it was not long before dawn came. Take advantage of this time to take a good rest, I believe it will not be long before that. It's when there is a full-scale war------"

"Oh! ~Received, received~. But before I do that, I've decided to change your outfit on an exceptional basis! As a reward for this victory~"