Great World of Magic Cube Chapter 1810: What is king

"It is true. But we are not only tyrants, but also heroes." When asked about SABER, Iskandar didn't even shake his eyebrows and calmly replied, "So Saber, if there is a king who feels the result of his own governance of the country Dissatisfied, it only shows that he is a faint monarch, worse than a tyrant."

This time, Iskandar’s words are equivalent to fundamentally denying SABER.

"Iskandar, you... The empire you created was eventually split into four parts. Isn't there really anything you can't be reconciled about? Don't you want to come back again and save the country?" SABER The brow furrowed, and the tone of the blade questioned.

"I don't want to." The response to her was to conquer Wang's upright chest and simple words. His eyes were sharp, and he looked directly at the knightly king's path. "If my decision and my courtiers cause such a result, then destruction is inevitable. I will mourn and cry, but I will never regret it."

"How could..." SABER looked at Iskandar incredulously.

After SABER finished speaking, Iskandar’s proud voice sounded again, not to mention attempting to subvert history! This stupid behavior is an insult to all humans in the era I built!

"You say this just based on the glory of the warrior. The people don't think so, they need salvation." SABER, who came back to God, denied it.

"You mean they want the king's salvation?" Iskandar laughed. "I don't understand! Does this kind of thing make any sense?"

"This is the king's duty!" SABER replied proudly, "The correct rule, the correct order, this is what all subjects expect."

"Then you are the'right' slave?" Iskandar asked back.

"You can say that. Devoting yourself to the ideal is only a king." There is no doubt. SABER nodded rightfully.

"People can understand the law and order through the king. What the king embodies should not be something that will disappear with the death of the king, but a more noble thing." Iskandar seems to be She pityed her and shook her head and said, "This is not the way people will choose to survive."

"Yes. If you are born king, then you can't expect to live an ordinary person's life." SABER said.

"Conquer the king, people like you who don't understand my letter Mind Force. You are just a tyrant who is blinded by desire!" Then, SABER is as harsh as a reprimand for his mistakes. Said.

"A king without desire is not as good as a vase." Iskandar yelled.

"Saber, you just said, "Dedicate to your ideals". Indeed, you used to be an incorruptible saint who was holy to no one else. But who wants to look forward to martyrdom for ideals? With the so-called saints, they can only comfort the people. They cannot guide the people. Only by showing their desires and extolling the glory can they lead the country and the people on the right path.

Speaking of this, as if feeling a dry mouth, Iskandar drained the wine in the glass and then continued to correct.

“As a king, you must have a stronger desire than anyone, and be more arrogant than anyone. More irritable than anyone. He should be a human being that contains both purity and turbidity, and is more real than anyone. Only in this way can the courtier be subdued by the king, and the people's heart will have the vision of'If I am the king'!"

"This kind of governance...So where is justice?" SABER asked.

"No. There is no justice in the way of the king, so there is no regret." Iskandar replied without a pause.

SABER clenched his hands into fists, glaring at Iskandar.

Iskandar smiled. Once again, "The king who is in the name of a knight, your justice and ideals may have saved the country and the people for a while, so your name will be extolled to this day. However, what are the results of the rescued guys, Don’t you wonder?"

"You say--what?" SABER's delicate body trembled, and a **** plain and that piled up on his mind. A corpse like a hill.

"You blindly "save" your subjects, but you never "guided" them. They don't know what the "wang's desire" is. You have left the lost subjects. But you are alone in a sacred posture. You are intoxicated by your own little family-like ideals." Iskandar, who ignored the changes in SABER, continued without a pause.

“So you are not a qualified king. You just want to be a ‘king’ for the people, a little girl who is cocooned to become that kind of idol.”

"I..." SABER, with more and more scenes in his mind, was speechless and refuted by Iskandar's words.

But soon, SABER's expression changed, turning his head to look directly at Gilgamesh, who was looking at her with crimson eyes.

"Why do you look at me?" SABER asked unpleasantly, noticing what was in Gilgamesh's gaze.

"Ah, I'm just admiring your distressed expression." Gilgamesh smiled unexpectedly and softly. "It looks like a virgin expression on the couch disperse flower, I like it."

"You!" SABER, who was full of anger and face, threw the old cup **** the ground.

However, at this time, the expressions of all the people except Weber all changed in unison, paying attention to the surroundings.

Then, one after another, dressed in black tights, with a white skull mask on their faces appeared on the river bank under the moonlight, and surrounded everyone in the center.

Yes.

"Sure enough, it's still here." Ito Cheng in the black cat's body secretly said.

As I thought when I invited many Servants to gather here, as in the original book, I wanted to see if I could take this opportunity to win a hero for the purpose of listening to the information and the traces that may still exist. His thoughts were indeed assigned by Tohsaka officials.

"It's just a pity that Jian Tongyan and his Bercolorrker didn't arrive, otherwise it would be possible to turn this place into a field of fighting and speed up the entire Holy Grail war." Then, the Black Cat grumbled with regret.

"What's going on?! One by one... Isn't Servant only one person at each rank?!" At this time, Weber was startled by the sight.

"You are right, we are a Servant with the whole as the individual, and the individual in it is just the shadow of the whole." We laughed evilly. Because of the relationship of many people speaking together, their voices are like echoes echoing between the canyons, full of hollowness and flaws.

"——, hello, hello..." Looking at the tight, Weber grabbed Iskandar who was still sitting still and still drinking glass of wine provided by Gilgamesh. With a trembling voice on his shoulder, a fearful expression said.

"Hello, don't be so wolf. It's not that the guests are at the banquet, the wine is still drinking." Iskandar said indifferently.

"I don't seem to have invited you...but since you are here, you are also my guests. Just what do you mean now, do you want to start a fight?" The black cat as the banquet host is walking elegantly The cat walked in front of many people, squinting the golden cat eyes strangely.

They were silent for a while, and then one of them suddenly rushed in front of the black cat, kicking it towards the body of the black cat.

The black cat jumped lightly and jumped on his legs, swiftly crawling up like stepping on the ground. When he came to his shoulders, a pair of cats waved eagerly, bringing the cold light out of the way. mask.

One shot with one hand, shot at the black cat. The black cat immediately stopped the offensive, jumped up, slammed the slap, then kicked on the mask with his hind legs, and jumped back to the ground again, squinting the cat and staring at the people in front of him.

"It seems that you really want to provoke war." Black Cat said softly.

Responding to his still attack. And with this at the same time, the others also attacked SABER, He and the guard beside the black cat.

"It's really a group of unwelcome guys." Iskandar said calmly as the old water in his hand was knocked over by the thrown dagger. But his appearance was more dangerous than when he was angry with SABER.

Then magic exploded, and a whirlwind spreading around disperse around him.

The wind is hot and dry, as if to burn everything. This is not a breeze by the river at night, but it seems to be blowing from the desert.

"Saber, and, the last question of the banquet-is the king alone?" Iskandar asked loudly after wielding a sword with the sword of Sepulut.

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"King... is naturally lofty." SABER replied unshakably. At this point, the knight king, who is the embodiment of the lofty ideal, is in agreement with the king of conquest and the oldest king.

Iskandar laughed loudly. And as Huiying, the hot wind that seemed to blow from the desert became more intense.

"No, doesn't it mean not answering! I still teach you today, what is the real king! at the same time, can also be regarded as a return to the inviter." Iskandar said loudly.

The words fell, the hot wind roared, eroding the horizon, forcing them to stop the attack and temporarily retreat.

Then at the next moment, a golden yellow expanse of deserts scorching under the blazing sun took the river bank and green grass from before, filling everyone's horizons and becoming the'world'.

This is the great magic that can replace the "world"-the inherent enchantment! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile users, please read.)