The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Hahahahahaha!" Iskandar laughed.

"Hero King, your perception is really interesting."

"But I can't agree with this kind of behavior of imposing one's own ideas on others."

"Oh?"

Gilgamesh, who witnessed the battle between Iskandar and Sakata Kintoki, was not angry about it.

After all, he felt great pleasure from that battle.

"What do you think, Iskandar?"

"I think—"

Iskandar raised his glass high towards the sky, as if giving an order.

"The king's will should be the will of everyone."

"So I want everyone to agree with my will from the bottom of their hearts and be willing to follow me to find a way to realize it."

"This is what a king should do, and only this is worthy of being called a king."

"Heh." Gilgamesh sneered.

“It’s a strange idea, but it’s worth trying.”

"I will remember this."

“Hahahahaha.” Iskandar laughed. “Gilgamesh, I suggest that you don’t just remember it but try it yourself.”

"This is a universal method for conquering the entire world!"

"What about you——"

The King of Conquerors looked at Altria.

"What is the kingly way that you advocate?"

"..."

Faced with Iskandar's question, Altria remained silent, as if she was thinking about something.

After a long while, she slowly opened her mouth and said:

"I... don't think this world needs a king."

"..."

"..."

After saying this, Gilgamesh also looked at Artoria.

But the latter was not afraid of the two people's gazes, but continued to explain his thoughts.

"The king does not exist out of thin air, but is born from among men."

"Only when everyone's will is strong enough, someone worthy of becoming a king will be born."

"but--"

“Whether we can live up to this expectation depends on our subsequent performance—it will never change or migrate because of personal wishes.”

"Whoever can do it can become a king."

"And those who cannot do this cannot become king."

"so--"

At this point, Altria recalled the man who had always been by her side.

Her expression turned a little sad.

"For the one who becomes the king, that may not be a constraint."

"Because of this reason."

"I think there is no king in this world, so there is no so-called kingly way."

"..."

"..."

"Are you denying your own and our existence?" Gilgamesh commented.

"No." Altria shook her head, "There is no such thing."

"I just think that the king does not need to impose his will on others, nor does he need to impose others' will on himself."

"That's all."

"Interesting, so interesting!"

Iskandar took a swig of his liquor and laughed heartily.

"Hahahahaha!"

"I didn't expect that although they are both kings, their ideas would be so different."

"Come on, have a few more drinks, we won't stop until we're drunk tonight!"

The party entered a period of simple drinking.

Weber, who was not far away, also breathed a sigh of relief.

After experiencing the Caster incident, his understanding of his own strength has become relatively rational.

If a fight really breaks out, Iskandar will definitely suffer a great loss because of himself.

It would be much safer to drink as much as we can now.

But then again——

Waver looked at Tōsaka Tokiomi who was standing beside him.

In previous exchanges, he learned that this was the Master of Archer Gilgamesh.

only--

Their relationship seems to be very bad.

Even now, Tōsaka Tokiomi was looking at Gilgamesh with his fists clenched.

So in the Holy Grail War, there are also Masters who are at odds with their Servants?

Weber thought so, but did not dare to say anything.

[For some reason, Waver did not tell these things to Sakura Tousaka at this moment. ]

[He has his own considerations.]

"It's better not to say it..."

Weber thought so.

On the one hand, Tōsaka Tokiomi is indeed dead, and no matter what you say, it will be useless.

On the other hand, Sakura Toosaka is her daughter, and it is very rude to comment on her father in front of her daughter.

"I see. I understand." Weber pretended to be enlightened.

"If that's the case... then you really can't summon Iskandar."

"Thank you for understanding me, Mr. Weber." said Sakura Toosaka.

"Okay." Vivian ended the topic neatly.

"Let's get on the plane. We'll talk about it when we get to Dongmu."

"Yeah!/Okay."

[After flying for a while, you followed Sakura Tousaka back to Fuyuki City. ]

[There is still a long time before the Fifth Holy Grail War begins, and she needs to make some preparations first.]

[Which includes returning to the home I had been away from for many years. ]

In the old mansion, a long-awaited meeting is taking place.

"Mother, I'm back."

Toosaka Sakura spoke very gently to Zenjo Aoi who was inserting flowers on the ground.

"Eh?"

Although he hadn't heard this sound for more than ten years, Zenjo Aoi reacted immediately when he heard it.

She turned around and saw her daughter, Sakura Tousaka.

Shock and suspicion turned into emotion in an instant.

Tears rolled down the mother's face.

"Sakura, you're back..."

"Well, I'm back."

Seeing her mother's sad look, Toosaka Sakura also started crying.

The mother and daughter hugged each other after a long time.

This is an extremely moving scene.

Ten minutes later, Zenjo Aoi, who had calmed down, wiped away her daughter's tears.

"Why did you come back so suddenly?"

"Because there are things to do."

"Something to do?"

Hearing this, Zenjo Aoi noticed Vivian and Weber beside Tousaka Sakura.

"Are these two...?"

"Vivian." The witch who had traveled across thousands of years took the initiative to introduce herself, "I'm Sakura's teacher."

“Weber Velvet.” Weber also spoke.

"I'm also Sakura's teacher, and I came here to travel this time."

"I see."

Zenjo Aoi stood up and saluted to the two teachers.

"Thank you for taking care of Sakura along the way."

"Nothing." Vivian replied patiently, and then gave Toosaka Sakura a hint with her eyes.

That meant she should act quickly.

Toosaka Sakura understood what she meant and expressed her thoughts directly to her mother, Zenjo Aoi.

"Mom, do you still remember Dad's scabbard?"

"Scabbard?"

"Yeah." Toosaka Sakura nodded.

"It is the scabbard of the Excalibur Galatine."

"Huh?" Zenjo Aoi was a little surprised.

"Sakura, what do you want that for?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to borrow it."

"Borrow it for a while." Zenjo Aoi nodded thoughtfully.

"That might be a bit troublesome."

"trouble?"

"Yeah." Zenjo Aoi looked at her daughter, Toosaka Sakura, with a complicated expression.

"Because it's with Xiaolin now."

"what?"