Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 457 VOL.21 Three Kings Talk
Caesar, Alexander, and Napoleon, these three historically famous strategists sat at the same table, and Joan of Arc gave up the idea of ​​persuading them to leave.

She is just an ordinary village girl. When it comes to marching and fighting, she can't compare with these three.I felt that if I went to talk to him, I would definitely be led by the three of them, so Joan of Arc simply didn't go, and I prayed to the half-like, half-like angel sculpture.

On this side, the three strategists have already started chatting.

"It can bring us people of different ages, different personalities and identities together. This Holy Grail War is not useless!"

Alexander laughed, showing a bright smile that seemed to have no city.

Generally speaking, everyone believes that a strategist should be thoughtful, or resourceful, or at least act very cleverly.

And Alexander gives people the impression that he is more frank and open-minded.

He's not the type to rely on talent or spell out stakes to convince others.

As a leader, he is a leader on another level.

He can confide in you, and he will openly show his emotions in front of ordinary people.

In fact, according to Alexander's own description, his expedition had only one purpose: to see the legendary sea [Okeanos] at the end of the world.

What an unrealistic and meaningless dream is this?

Not to conquer land, not to acquire wealth, not to show one's own greatness.

The vast Alexander Empire was actually because he wanted to see the end of the world.

There is no doubt that he was a tyrant.

What is even more unbelievable is how many foolish soldiers are willing to go to the end of the unknown world for this tyrant.

He defeated the enemy along the way, without any nostalgia, and continued to march towards the ocean in his dream.

He is such a simple and innocent person, so he is so contagious.

It's the same now, this smile without a city man's chest made Caesar startled, and the standard smile on his face softened, becoming a little helpless and bitter.

"Oh my, I really deserve to be the King of Conquerors. From the perspective of conquering people's hearts, I still need to learn a lot from you."

"Huh? Well, let's ignore this, let's talk about it! The wish placed on the Holy Grail."

Alexander grinned and raised the topic.Napoleon nodded and said with a smile, "I'm also curious. What do you think about the Holy Grail?"

"I always feel that I have done similar things when I was growing up. The Three Kings will talk."

As soon as Alexander said, Caesar smiled wryly and said, "Oh, I am not an emperor or a king. Well, although I am a dictator and consul, I am no different from the emperor."

"Don't say that. To paraphrase Nero, you are the Emperor of Illusion! Pfft..."

"Hey, Mr. Buwanabha, you are obviously laughing at me, right? Oops."

Caesar sighed.

His wish for the Holy Grail?A wish for that universal wishing machine?

Ah, actually there are.There really is one.

So far, he has two sorry people.

One is a woman.

One is a boy.

If possible, he hoped to compensate the two.

"Well, if I have to say it, I want to see the glory of the [Roman-Egyptian Empire]."

Caesar half-prevaricated, his thick skin completely covered his shyness, and hid his sincerity in meaningless boldness.

"Oh, it looks like a consul!"

"What about you two?"

Napoleon and Alexander looked at each other with sly smiles on their faces.

"I want to grow thirty centimeters taller with the power of the Holy Grail!"

The two said in unison.

"……what?"

A question mark suddenly appeared on Caesar's face, and he couldn't understand what joke these two people were talking about.

"puff……"

While praying earnestly but always involuntarily, Joan of Arc who couldn't help listening to the conversation of the three couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

Who would have thought of that?

The two young kings actually want to use the power of the Holy Grail to grow taller? !Hahaha? !

Napoleon is justifiable, after all, Napoleon in history was always used to make a fuss about his height.But Alexander?He himself knows best.The grown-up Alexander is a heroic giant called [Iskandar]. He is a brave and strong man who can compete with Darius. How could he...

For some reason, this idea suddenly came to his mind.

Very... warm.

I miss it very much.

That kind of... familiar feeling as if joking with an old friend.

"Oh, oh, it seems that everyone sitting together must not be able to confide in each other."

Caesar sighed with emotion, and Alexander thought he was implying that he was not telling the truth, so he quickly explained: "No, I have to explain. For me now, it doesn't matter whether the Holy Grail is not the Holy Grail. Of course, it is [ For me now.”

He puts a lot of emphasis on this.

Napoleon laughed and explained: "For me, as the emperor of the First French Empire, I have to conquer everything I want by myself. This is the so-called emperor's demeanor. Only the height is really helpless. Well , After all, even if I respond to the call with an adult posture, I can't compare with the King of Conquerors over there."

Both of them are now teenagers, and their personalities show more of a teenager's playful feeling.

"Oh, I was just kidding. Don't take it seriously. It's an honor to sit with everyone. Especially Alexander here. What a lovely boy."

"Cute? Ah, that's right. I'm just cute."

Alexander admitted without hesitation.

Wherever it is, there are records that he was a handsome man.In fact, even the spirit foundations that responded to the summons had the reserved skills of [beautiful boy].

"That's what surprised me..."

Caesar smiled wryly again, this time it was really hard to describe what kind of expression it was.

"Surprised? Ah, so that's it. Are you a fan of me when I'm an adult? There's no way to do this kind of thing. People have to grow up. Well, let the master try it when the time comes, and work hard to summon the adult me Bar!"

"Let me just ask, what would you do if you met your adult self?"

Caesar asked curiously.

"Of course it's a good competition with him, so that he can experience how powerful he is as a young man! Speed ​​racing! Swimming! Javelin throwing! Riding skills! Haha, to meet such a powerful [opponent], of course we must conquer him !"

He said something in his style.

Caesar smiled slightly, and said to himself: It seems that whether he is a teenager or an adult, he is the heroic emperor that he longs for in his heart.

He never thought that one day, he would meet his idol, the King of Conquerors who was so long before him.

If, this Chaldea is synonymous with miracles...

She... and him... Will they meet in Chaldea one day?
(End of this chapter)