Fantasy King Arthur

“rider……”

“So, there’s something important I haven’t asked you yet.”

Weber’s expression was very low, as if he saw the defeat of Iskander, because his enemy was too strong to resist.

But Iskandar himself was very indifferent, and there was no fear or panic on his face, or he had these two emotions at all.

“…… Ay? ”

“Weber Velvet, you wish to be a courtier (wife… Do you do your best? ”

Webb was trembling with excitement, and he couldn’t control his current self. Then he burst into tears like a flood that burst his dike.

Although Weber has always thought that it cannot be achieved in his heart, he still secretly looks forward to this problem. There is no need to think about the answer, it is hidden deep in his heart like a treasure, and the answer is thought out at the beginning.

“You are—”

The boy who was called by his name for the first time ignored the tears on his cheeks, straightened his chest and replied unwaveringly with unprecedented spirit.

“—You are my King. I swear to use for you and end for you. Please be sure to guide me forward and let me see the same dream. (I married you!!) ）”

Hearing the other party swear like this, the domineering Wang smiled slightly. This smile is the supreme praise and reward for his subordinates.

“Well, okay.”

Iskandar stood in the chariot and kept his gaze fixed on the woman across from him, but he did not ignore Weber, and he said to Weber in a serious and high-pitched tone.

“Showing where the dream is is a task for kings. And witnessing the end of the dream and passing it on to future generations is your task. ”

On the chariot that seemed so distant and untouchable, Iskandar smiled heartily and resolutely ordered Weber.

“Stay alive, Webb. Witness all this, pass on the way of life as king, and pass on the heroic posture of Iskandar galloping. ”

The sacred cow, which represents the divine power of Zeus, expressed encouragement with a loud cry – whether it was the king who was about to fight to the death, or the subordinates with a heavy responsibility on their shoulders?

Webb leaned down and never looked up again. For Iskander, this is a sign of approval. No more words are needed. From today until the end of time, the heroic posture of the king will guide his subordinates, and his subordinates will be faithful to this memory. Before these vows, parting becomes meaningless. Under Iskander, the bond between the king and his subjects has long transcended time and space and become eternal.

“Come, let’s go on a campaign!!!”

The conqueror grabbed the belly of the horse and began the final gallop. I saw that he glared angrily at his calm enemy, and let out a cracking cry.

He is a strategist and naturally knows that victory and defeat are already known. But “that” and “this” are completely different things. The conqueror king Iskandar had no choice but to rush towards the golden hero.

This is not grandiose or desperate. What filled his heart was only the excitement that came out of his chest.

So strong. That guy is too strong. That hero can even split the entire world in half, and is undoubtedly the strongest opponent in the sky and the world.

Because of this, that person is his last enemy.

He is the last hurdle in the world that is higher than the Hindu Kush and hotter than the Marklan Hotsand. In that case, why should the conqueror not challenge? As long as you break through this final hurdle, there is the end of the world ahead. His unattainable dream is waiting to be realized in front of his eyes.

“There is glory on the other side” – it is precisely because it is so far away that it has the value of challenge. Acura is domineering, showing domineering, in order to support his subordinates behind him.

The hero king who blocked Iskandar’s path looked at the challenger unhurriedly, unleashing the treasure in the treasury. Twenty, forty, eighty – the treasures shone brightly, scattered in the void. Under that dazzling light, the conqueror recalled the eastern starry sky that he had looked at in the past.

“Aha!!”

The conqueror trembled with joy, roared, and galloped forward with the treasure.

Although most of the treasures were blocked by the Shenwei chariot, the little star rain roared proudly and gradually approached, continuously and mercilessly ravaging every inch of skin. But this pain is nothing compared to the pleasure of galloping, which is just a small thing.

It is impossible to reach any “end” – I have also secretly depressed in my heart. What a stupidity, what a gaffe.

The “end” of dreams is standing in front of him. The end of crossing several mountains and hills and crossing several rivers is now close at hand.

That’s it, step over.

Step over that enemy.

One step, one step. As long as this process is repeated, the tip of his sword will definitely touch the unreachable figure.

“The Lock of Heaven| Enkidu|”

A voice reached Iskander’s ears, and the body of the conqueror suddenly tilted.

When he realized it, he was moving forward on his own feet. I don’t know when the chariot was entangled in chains. Although he really wanted to stop and take a look at the treasure that completed the final mission, it was precisely because of this that he couldn’t stop. Now every step forward is the best feast for the deceased.

Gold’s nemesis put on a look of knowing everything and said something. But he didn’t hear it. Even the sound of the golden blade breaking the wind passing by his ears could no longer reach his ears.

All he could hear was the sound of the waves.

Far away at the end of heaven and earth, lapping at the empty coast, the sound of the waves at the end of this world is heard.

Ah, this way. Knowing all this, he was relieved.

——The throbbing in this chest is the waves of the endless sea.

“Haha… Ahaha! ”

He ran selflessly on the shore. The splashing droplets make your toes very comfortable. The soles of the feet are dyed bright red, perhaps just the blood that flows from his abdomen. But so what? Now that he saw the sea in his dreams, what could be better than that?

The unhurried hero king is already, right in sight. One more step – one more step forward. The tip of the raised sword can split that guy’s brain in two.

“Drink ~~~~~~~~!!”

With a straight shout, the Celtic long sword swung down.