A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 1154 King Arthur doesn’t understand people’s hearts

Saber didn't hesitate. If her faith were shaken, it would be a denial of the daily life she spent as a king.

"The king... is naturally aloof."

Rider laughed loudly. As if in response to the laughter, the whirlwind gained momentum.

"No, doesn't it mean there is no answer? Today I will teach you what a true king is!"

The unknown hot wind erodes the present world and then subverts it.

Distance and location have lost their meaning in the strange phenomena of the night. Dry winds carrying hot sand transformed everything they touched.

"How, how could this happen..."

Waver and Irisviel exclaimed... This is a phenomenon that only those who know magic can understand.

"It's actually——inherent barrier?!"

The sun scorches the earth, the clear sky, and the horizon blurred by gravel. There is no obstruction anywhere in sight.

Einzbern changes instantly at night, and there is no doubt that it is just a phantom that erodes the real world. It can be said that this is the limit of magic that can be called a miracle.

"How is it possible... that you can actually materialize the scene in your heart... You are obviously not a magician!?"

"Of course not, how can I do it alone."

Iskandar, standing in the wide barrier, denied with a proud smile.

"This is the land that our army once crossed. The warriors who shared the joys and sorrows with me have this scenery firmly imprinted in their hearts."

As the world changed, the five people who were originally surrounded also changed their positions.

The Assassins who were originally forming a siege were moved aside alone, with Rider standing in the center. On the other side were Saber, Archer and two magicians. In other words, Rider stood alone in front of the Assassins.

——Does it mean that Rider is the only one taking on the challenge now?

Everyone stared with wide eyes at the mirage-like images that appeared around him. One, two, four, the number of images gradually increased, looking like an army. The color also became gradually more intense.

“This world can reappear because it is imprinted on each of our hearts.”

In the astonished eyes of everyone, physical cavalry appeared one after another around Iskandar. Although they have different races and equipment, their strong bodies and brave knights all show the strength of the army.

Only one person figured out what the bizarre scene was all about.

"These people... are all Servants..."

Since he was the only one present who was the Master, he understood that the true form of the Servant Heroic Spirit Iskandar's true trump card and ultimate Noble Phantasm was appearing before his eyes.

"Behold, my unparalleled army!"

Filled with pride and pride, the conquering king stood in front of the cavalry line and shouted with his arms raised.

"Even if their bodies are destroyed, their heroic spirits are still summoned. They are my loyal warriors in legend. Eternal friends who traveled through time and space and responded to my call.

They are my most precious treasure! They are my way to be king! Iscan’s most powerful treasure—‘The King’s Military Power’!!”

An EX-level anti-army Noble Phantasm, a continuous summoning of independent Servants.

There are military gods, King Maharaja, and founders of dynasties throughout the ages. Gathered before them were unique heroic spirits that had only been heard of in legends.

All of them have great reputations - they are all warriors who have fought with the great Iskandar.

A horse without a rider galloped towards Rider. It was a powerful and huge horse. If it were a human being, its majesty would certainly not be inferior to that of other heroic spirits.

"Long time no see, partner."

Rider smiled like a child and hugged the horse's neck. Obviously, "she" is Cephalus, who was later known as the legendary horse. Following the Conqueror, even the horse became a heroic spirit.

No one could make any other sound except exclamation. Even Archer, who also possesses an EX-class Ultra Noble Phantasm, no longer sneered after seeing such a radiant army.

The heroes who bet on the dream of becoming a king and ride on the battlefield with the king.

The King of Conqueror turned his loyalty that lasted until death into an exceptional Noble Phantasm.

Saber was shocked, not afraid of the power of his Noble Phantasm, but this Noble Phantasm shook her proud belief.

This perfect support——

The bond between the one called the Noble Phantasm and his minister——

While pursuing her ideal career as the King of Knights, there was something she never got until the end——

"The king - he must live more truly than anyone else - and let everyone admire him!"

Rider, who was sitting astride Bescephalus' back, shouted loudly. The heroic spirits responded with the tapping of their shields and shouted together.

"The one who gathers the faith of all brave men and sets it as a goal to start an expedition is the king. So——"

"The king is not aloof. Because his wish is the wish of all his subjects!"

"Exactly! Exactly! Exactly!"

The majestic shouts of the heroic spirits flew across the sky. No matter what kind of enemies or barriers they are, they appear to be no threat in front of the Conquering King and his friends. That high fighting spirit can cross the earth and cut off the ocean.

Therefore, the Assassins are just like clouds in front of them.

"Okay, let's get started Assassin."

Rider's smiling eyes were full of ferocity and cruelty. Faced with those who ignored the king's words and refused the wine given by the king. He no longer wanted to show any mercy.

"As you can see, the battlefield I embodied is a plain. I'm sorry, but if you want to win with more, I have the advantage."

At this moment, I forgot about the Holy Grail, the victory and the mission of the Command Seal. They have lost themselves.

Some people ran away, some shouted in despair, and some stood there blankly - the chaotic skull masks were really just a bunch of people.

"Ravage it!"

Rider ordered without hesitation. And then - "AAAALaLaLaLaLaie!!"

He was answered with a huge roar. The invincible army that once swept across Asia now once again shocked the battlefield.

This can no longer be regarded as a fight, it is more appropriate to call it a sweep.

Even if you use a millstone to grind mustard seeds, the reaction will still be greater than it is now.

No trace of Assassin can be seen anywhere the "King's Army" goes, leaving only a slight trace of blood and dust in the air.

"——Oooh!!"

Cheers of victory rang out. Dedicating the victory to the king and praising the king's majesty, the heroic spirits who completed the mission returned to their spiritual form and disappeared into the distance.

Later, the barrier maintained by their combined magic power was also lifted, everything shattered like bubbles, the scenery returned to the original night, and several people stood in the atrium of Einzbern Castle again.

The white and bright moonlight revealed the silence, and not a trace of dust could be seen in the air.

The three Servants and two magicians sat back at their original positions and toasted again. The Assassins had disappeared, and only the remains of the spoon whose handle had been chopped off by a short knife confirmed what had just happened.

"——What a disappointment."

Rider muttered to himself nonchalantly and drank the remaining wine in the glass. Saber didn't answer, and Archer sneered with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

"Indeed, no matter how weak a bastard is, it would take a lot of effort even for the king to get them all together - Rider, you are really an eyesore."

"Say it first, no matter what, I have to compete with you."

Rider smiled unfazed and stood up.

"Both of you, let's finish what we want to say, and that's it for today."

But Saber is still haunted by Rider's words before, and she doesn't want to let him go.

"Wait Rider, I haven't—"

"you shut up."

Rider stopped Saber's words with a strong tone.

"Tonight is a banquet among kings, but Saber, I don't recognize you as the king."

"Do you still want to fool me? Rider."

Saber's tone was already irritable, but Iskandar just looked at her with pity. He pulled out the Sword of Alexander and waved it in the air. There was a flash of thunder, and a sacred bull chariot appeared with the roar. Although it is not as powerful as the "King's Army", it is still eye-catching.

"Come on kid, get up there."

"..."

"Hey, kid?"

"——Ah? Ah, um..."

Ever since he saw Assassin being easily defeated, Weber's heart had been cast by a strange shadow. After all, this was the first time I saw such an unconventional Noble Phantasm, so it was normal to have such a reaction. Besides, that was the strength of his own Servant, and he saw it for the first time today.

After Weber got on the chariot unsteadily, Iskandar glanced at Saber one last time and said in a sincere tone:

"I say, little girl, you'd better wake up from your painful dream. Otherwise one day, you will lose even the minimum self-esteem of a hero - the so-called 'king' you call is just you. It’s just a spell you cast on yourself.”

"No, I-"

Ignoring Saber's final retort, the electric chariot flew into the sky. Finally, only the sound of thunder was heard, and the chariot disappeared into the eastern sky.

"..."

Facing Rider who refused to listen to Saber's words until the end, it was natural to feel humiliated. But what Saber couldn't let go of at this moment was an unexplained "anxiety".

A tyrant who has no benevolence, no ideals, and only pursues violence to satisfy his selfish desires. But even so, there are still a group of such loyal ministers who are willing to form an eternal bond with him.

This goes against the code of the Knight King and she cannot accept this belief.

But Saber couldn't just ignore Iskandar's words as a joke. There was a reluctance to make him take back these words - it was these words that made Saber feel so unhappy.

"You don't have to worry about it, Saber, just stick to the path you believe in."

The one who interrupted from the side was Archer, who had been laughing at her before. After hearing his inexplicable words of encouragement, Saber replied coldly.

"You were mocking me just now, and now you want to flatter me? Archer."

"Of course, what you said about the way of a king is absolutely correct, without a trace of error. This is such a heavy burden on your thin body.

This distress, this entanglement... it's really hard to help but want to go up and comfort him. "

He has an upright appearance and a deep voice, but there is still infinite evil and lewdness hidden in his expression and tone.

As long as this golden Servant is in front of her, Saber will not be confused at all. Unlike Rider who can communicate through words, Archer is just an unforgivable enemy.

"Just continue to follow the right path you said and play the role of a clown in pain. I like it very much. Saber, let me be more happy. Maybe I will give you the Holy Grail as a reward?"

The white jade wine glass shattered in Archer's hands.

"Rider has left. The party is over - Archer, either leave immediately or draw your sword."

Even though she couldn't see it, the sword Saber was wielding still exerted strong pressure. Archer, who had the cup in his hand smashed, still showed no emotion. I don't know if it was because of his extraordinary courage or his extreme stupidity. It can only be one of them.

"Oh my, do you know how many countries have been destroyed because of this cup? - Forget it, there is no point in punishing you. Getting angry over a clown's gaffe will damage the king's reputation."

"Shut up. I only give you one warning - next time I will chop you down without mercy."

Archer didn't mind Saber's scolding and stood up with a smile.

"King of Knights, try your best. Sometimes, I think you are still very cute."

As soon as these last words were spoken, Archer turned into a spirit and disappeared. Without the golden light, the atrium seemed to be waking up from a dream, leaving only emptiness.

In this way, a battle came to an end.

Although it is different from a normal battle, this is indeed a battle. In order to implement the king's beliefs, there are many reasons why the heroic spirits must risk their lives.

When all the enemies left, Saber stood alone and silently in the court. Irisviel couldn't help but feel that the scene looked familiar - the lonely back was the same as the one in the brawl on Warehouse Street yesterday.

But today, there was no trace of satisfaction on her face after defeating a powerful enemy. That thoughtful and melancholy expression made Irisviel very uneasy.

"Saber..."

"——When I finally called Rider, if he was willing to stop and listen to me, what would I have said?"

I don’t know who this question is being asked. Saber turned around and showed a wry smile, perhaps mocking herself.

"I remembered - 'King Arthur does not understand people's hearts.' A knight who left me once said this."

"..."

"That may be the idea of ​​a certain knight among the Knights of the Round Table."

Irisviel shook her head and said to Saber:

"Saber, you are the ideal king, and your Noble Phantasm proves it."

Just like Rider possesses the Noble Phantasm "King's Military Power", Saber also possesses the "Sword of Oath of Victory". If the Noble Phantasm of the King of Conquerors embodies the commander-in-chief qualities of the King of Conquerors, then the Noble Phantasm of the King of Knights also embodies her supreme belief. No one can deny this proud glory.

"Indeed, I want to make myself the ideal king. In order not to make mistakes, I never care about personal relationships and never reveal my true feelings."

He sacrifices himself in order to fulfill his duties as a king.

This is a far cry from the path of a conquering king with supreme desires.

"As long as the war can be won and the policies can be correct, then I will be a perfect king. Therefore, I never want anyone's understanding. Even if I am seen as aloof, I think that is the attitude a king should have. But I - after all Can you stand up like Rider and boast about your beliefs?"