"It doesn't matter-----"

"Sacrifice for the sake of ideals is king."

Artoria's firmness made it impossible for Rider to continue to refute. It's not that there are no more words, but even if there are many rebuttals, Artoria can speak her royal way in her heart. There is no truth between right and wrong in the royal road itself, because the royal road is higher than the truth. Even if it doesn't sound good, it's just the way it is.

"That way of life is not at all the ---------- that human beings should have"

Rider's momentum began to slip, and his tone turned to a murmur. As a descendant of gods, Rider can even confront transcendent beings and understand what the so-called gods look like. Incomparably idealized, but also incomparably pathetic. It also represents the idea of Artoria.

"As a king, you can't expect the way of life of ordinary people. It is impossible for you, the king of conquest, who wants to obtain the Holy Grail only for the sake of your own physical desires, understand. You who have become an overlord just to satisfy your endless desires--------"

"A king without desire is worse than a !! ornament"

The royal road does not allow anyone else to infringe! Artoria is, and so is Iskandar, King of the Conquests! When others judge their own royal ways, anger erupts like a volcano. No one will be allowed to slander their royal ways!

"Saber! You just said, 'Sacrifice for ideals,' right? I think you were also an incorruptible and immaculate saint in the past, right? It's a noble and inviolable gesture, right? But ah, who would dream of the thorny way of sacrificing for ideals? Still in a hurry to make this dream come true? ”

The wind blows, making the realization blurred. Qing wanted to get up more than once----- but because of Rider's last words, he had to press his heart that had become impetuous. Rider doesn't understand the way of knighthood, he is not a knight himself, and he can't understand the meaning of knighthood. There is no light in the sense.

"The so-called king wants more than anyone else! Laughing is crazier than anyone else! Wrath! More brutal and terrible than anyone else! Clear and turbid, reach the limits of what you can achieve as a human being! In this way, the ministers can look up to it! Be fascinated by the King's Crown! Let every citizen have in their hearts the longing of 'we too will be kings'! ”

"O king who is proud of his knighthood! -------- maybe you can hold high the banner of justice and reason, and you can help a country that is in danger and those who are facing extinction. ---------But --- only know what will happen to those who are saved? You don't know it----------

Camelot, who burns in flames, burns the collapsed walls in the fire. The castle that had been eroded by countless years and wars was not the work of a powerful enemy, but of all the people who had sustained the kingdom. It is clearly recorded in the Demon Dao Book that the spark can start a prairie fire, but the spark comes from the most powerful fortress of the kingdom in the past. --------

"You say, what? -----”

Artoria stood unwillingly, her eyes as if she had seen the most unforgettable scene in front of her. Fluttering eyes, unwillingness and sadness are all colors. Like a blood-stained earth, the blood of those who once gathered together stained their hands---------

"You always save your people, not guide them! He never proclaimed the king's desires, and renounced the wishes of those who had lost his courtiers. It's just that I put on a clear expression! Eager to realize those small and beautiful ideals! ”

There was no passionate preaching, but a loud rebuke. A loud rebuke with his own royal way! Rider's words were more poignant than Archer's mockery.

The dust on the ground had begun to tremble and float, and the invisible stance of high-pressure magic spread around Qing. It doesn't matter if what Rider says is right or wrong. The pressure on Artoria was too great--------

"So you are not born to be a king, not for yourself, but for someone else. It's just a little girl who is bound by the name of the idol of [King]--------"

"That's it---------- Rider. I--------. What you say, I know for myself. You don't know knights, so only knights can understand knights. ------ therefore ----- please put an end to your word. --------I'm sorry to interfere with your drinking party. ”

The furious magic rushed through his chest, but Qing lost his anger because he couldn't conceive the idea of anger.

He stood up and bowed to Rider beside him in apology. As a guest at a banquet, interrupting a conversation between the hosts of a banquet was rude and apologizing in those days.

Qing, who was about to leave the table, just turned around, and stopped continuing to turn around. It was the smell outside the banquet, a dark atmosphere that was the exact opposite of the intense atmosphere of the banquet.

Maybe it came just when the dark clouds covered the moonlight, or maybe it had been prepared for a long time. Qing, who suppressed his own magic power, obviously couldn't put more of his mind into probing the situation of the enemies around him, because the people around him were not people who could be called partners.

The black shadow gradually floated, like a shadow that would be swollen up, and if they didn't take the initiative to show up, then basically no one could care about their existence!

Assassin。 Throughout the ages, they only had that name. After being given this name, there is no such thing as a name, no one can remember them, and no history will record them. Maybe it's mean, but it's not dirty. This is the difference between an assassin and a murderer.

The first to appear is behind the Rider Master, standing in the shadows with empty hands. Like a frightened young magician, he ran behind Rider and leaned on his wide back to look at the assassin who was standing behind him.

But the woman, who was the assassin, did not show her blade. Immediately after that, shadows rose one after another, the mask of a skeleton, a body as dark as a ghost. The courtyard, which was not so wild, was already full of assassins in the dark.

The female master, who was suspected of being Einzbelen, also ran quickly to Artoria's side, and the invisible blade didn't know when it had been clenched by Artoria's hand, perhaps because it couldn't be seen------

"Hey~~Caster~~ I seem to be surrounded by Assassins ~~~----------