I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

"Hahahahahahaha——! This feeling...is so good!"

Real feeling!

Real feeling!

The world is getting more and more real!

This is what Kirei has spent twenty-seven years trying to achieve——

alive!

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Einzbern Castle Gardens.

The heated discussion has come to an end.

Artoria, King of Knights, was refuted.

Was refuted mercilessly by the King of Conquerors.

It is obvious that the King of Conquerors speaks with wine, no distinction is made between superiors and inferiors, and he decides who is the most suitable king to obtain the Holy Grail with his own beliefs.

"You -- you are not worthy to be king at all!" Iskandar said to Artoria mercilessly.

"Is it up to you to decide whether I am worthy of being a king?" Arturia pushed forward like a lion, and her holy blue eyes were shining with anger.

What was wrong with her reason for wanting the Holy Grail?

"Go back to the chosen day, choose not to draw the sword, and let the people choose another king. You are denying your own history as a king, which is worse than a tyrant!" Iskandar said.

"I drew the sword, leading to the destruction of Camelot and the death of the people. This is a mistake. Let people re-elect the king, let Camelot continue, and let the people not die miserably... If you know your mistakes, correct them. Isn't this correct? Something?" Arturia asked.

"Correct when you know your mistakes?"

Iskandar looked at Artoria for a long time, and laughed dumbfoundedly.

"So that's how it is. An upright king, a desireless king, an ideal king...I'm afraid that your people will fear you for the rest of your life, right, the king of inhumans?" Iskandar asked.

Artoria shook her hands, and asked angrily, "King Conqueror, what do you mean?"

"To be a king, you must be more domineering than anyone else, and you must be more greedy than anyone else. Only in this way will your subjects follow, love you, and follow your ambition to realize your self-worth. To be a king, you have no desires and no desires. Please, you are not even a human being, so why are you talking about a king?"

Iskandar said: "Having no desire means that you have no ambition to make your subordinates exert their abilities at all; having no desire means that your people and subordinates cannot find a way to get along with you at all! Everyone has desires, and there are desires. Only with ideals can there be connections. An inhuman king who has no desires and desires, how do you let your subjects use their abilities? How do you let your subjects get along with you and not fear you? "

"What about you? King of Conquerors? You speak so powerfully, why have you ever thought that when you die, the Macedonian Empire you created will fall apart?" Arturia asked.

"So what if it fell apart? They inherited my ideals, inherited my ambitions, and journeyed to the magnificent world in my heart. My empire——has not died yet! And you, what have you left behind?" ? There is only one legendary story!"

Iskandar said: "You must have taken the ideal king sung by those wandering poets as the standard for calling yourself a king. But have you ever thought about it? Call it an ideal person. The closer you get to the ideal king, the fewer people will follow you around. The reason why people admire the king is because the king has what everyone has, courage and love, and the power of ambition If you have no desires or desires, you don’t even have love and courage, and you are not even a human being. How can you be a king? If you have someone who leads the king’s way, that person—— must be a failure!”

"He is definitely not a failure!" Artoria's eyes were full of anger, "What about you? What do you want to say?"

"The greedy one gets everything!" said Iskandar.

At this time, Gilgamesh said: "He who destroys fate can rule the future."

Gilgamesh looked at Artoria with evil and greedy eyes, laughed and said, "Such a pure childlike soul. This king wants to keep you in his collection."

"What did you say—?!" Artoria glared at Gilgamesh angrily.

"This is your honor. This king really wants to see, when your pure soul is torn apart by chaos, how sweet and alluring are the tears that flowed from your delicate face?"

Gilgamesh laughed out loud, it was so ridiculous, the laughter stopped abruptly, and his brows furrowed even more.

"Archer, you—" Iskandar looked at Gilgamesh, and his thick eyebrows couldn't help but frown. He could feel the breath of Gilgamesh's servant fluctuate, as if the master had died, and there was a feeling of disappearing.

"It's really done, that Chaos." Gilgamesh smiled contemptuously.

"Archer, you're brazen, but now you're the second to leave after Caster!" Artoria said.

"Big words? Huhahahahaha—!" Gilgamesh laughed and stood up as if he had heard a big joke.

"This is not the end, it's just the beginning! Let's end this banquet and continue next time. However, I'm afraid next time, only the king will drink alone!"

Gilgamesh laughed and disappeared.

Then Iskandar also left.

Arturia clenched her hands tightly, her remaining breath hard to dissipate. If you know a mistake, correct it. What is wrong with it? What's wrong with wanting Camelot to continue and wanting those people to be alive?

Could it be——, wanting people to live, wanting the country to continue to exist, wanting to correct my own mistakes... is it wrong?

"Holy Grail...Holy Grail...I will definitely get the Holy Grail! To correct my mistakes, for Camelot's sad wish...!"

Arturia said inwardly.

But——, Archer has already left the stage, so what happened to his speech?

Thinking so, Kiritsugu came back. He was in a state of embarrassment, with a burning smell all over his body, and his body was full of scars, especially the right cheek, which was directly cut off.

But the news he brought back made Artoria stunned.

"Caster...Caster is still alive! He is in the body of his Master!"

Artoria, you've been lied to!

——"Al, absolutely don't trust people's words. There are many bad people in the world, more cunning people, and countless people who can deceive people. To be a king, you must listen to both and don't listen to others. More importantly, don't You think so well of others!"

Hold your hands tightly.

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ps: The third update is presented, but it is gone today. Go to code. PY is a book, also written by Shirou~!

"Shirou Emiya's Walking Story"

Introduction: I am Emiya Shiro, 16 years old. A time traveler, who lives in Emiya House, Fuyuki City, and goes to Hokuhara Academy.

Every day after school, I practice pole vaulting for 2 hours in the school playground.

Every day I drag my tired body back home to cook by myself. After eating, I will practice the magic circuit in the warehouse at home.

I never go back to my room to sleep at night, I always leave my tiredness for the next day, and catch up on sleep at school every day, the heroic spirits are wondering why I'm not dead yet...