Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

The two kings who were conversing happily did not seem to realize that in addition to Shuoyue who had been watching all this silently, there was another king who was also attending the banquet but had a stern face and had not smiled at all.

She heard that this was a question-and-answer session to explore what the kingly way was, and in fact, she attended the banquet for this purpose. However, in the verbal battle with the two, she could not find any opportunity to participate in the discussion. Because she thought that the opinions expressed by the two Heroic Spirits to each other were far from the criterion of the kingly way that she, as the Knight King, believed in, and had nothing to do with her.

It's just a selfish thought.

That is not the right path for a king to follow. From her perspective, the idea of ​​integrity is that the argument of a tyrant is just that of a tyrant.

Although both of them are powerful enemies who are no less powerful than himself, the indomitable fighting spirit is now resurfacing in his heart.

I cannot lose to these two people, and I must not give them the Holy Grail. What they said does not make sense. As for his wish, I admit that he has the nobility of a warrior, but his wish is only out of personal desire. Compared with these two people, I have the confidence to say that the deepest wish hidden in my heart has a higher value.

However, just as she raised her eyes and was about to speak, Shuoyue beside her suddenly stood up and interrupted their speech.

"Sorry everyone, I have to excuse myself first."

"Oh? What are you going to do, cook?" Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes and smiled.

And Sakutsuki also responded appropriately: "Although I am sorry to disturb the banquet of the kings, I have to go and fetch my dear Servant, Miyu."

"Oh, is the girl's real name 'Meiyu'? It's a very local name." Since she was willing to reveal her real name, I naturally wouldn't delve into it. Instead, I waved my hand and said, "Go ahead, we'll wait for you to come back."

Then the young man with white hair and golden eyes bowed deeply to the three kings, turned around, and disappeared into the wall beside him.

Chapter 124 [Replacement started, projection loaded]

"Directly sank into the wall?" Weber was stunned when he saw Shuoyue's figure disappearing in the ripples on the wall.

Looking around, the King's Room, which is several times larger than the castle courtyard, is full of stars. Although it is magnificent, I am afraid no one would want to walk out of here and get lost in this sea of ​​stars.

He initially thought that Shuoyue had teleported them to another place through some means, but since Shuoyue was able to walk out directly, they had never left the castle courtyard. It was just that Shuoyue had expanded the space here through some magic and covered it up with a seemingly real arrangement.

Was it the effect of the spear? Recalling the mysterious spear that was so beautiful that it hardly looked like a weapon, Waver's face became serious.

If, Sakutsuki suddenly uses this ability in battle...

Iskandar glanced at his Master as he drank, and when he noticed his serious expression, his smile softened for some reason.

This kid probably hasn't realized how terrible his eyesight is.

As Alexander the Great, his fate and his story had already come to an end before the Common Era. He fell ill with a fever and died suddenly at the age of 33. This was the ending he had to accept with great regret.

But Webber is different. He still has a future. Although it will be full of ups and downs, it is ultimately a bright future.

A Master recognized by King Iskandar of Conquests must not be swallowed up by the quagmire of the dead like the Holy Grail War.

That's why he entrusted Weber to Shuoyue in a joking way, entrusting him to the only two living people present, asking him to protect this unconfident boy of his. Shuoyue also saw through his thoughts and accepted the request.

The dead are gone, but the living must move on.

"Of course, if I win, there won't be so much trouble." After muttering to himself, he put on a heroic smile on his face again and raised the cup high, "Come on, Hero King!"

The wine glasses clinked together, and he drank the wine in the glass again, and then suddenly spoke:

"Hey, everyone, although the discussion of the kingly way has come to an end, while Shuoyue is away, should we discuss how to deal with him?"

"Oh?" Gilgamesh raised his eyes. "Are you, the King of Conquerors, actually willing to do such a despicable thing?"

“How can you say that, Hero King!” Iskandar’s eyes widened. “This is the Holy Grail War! How can war be considered dirty? Alliances, assassinations, lobbying, betrayal… these are common occurrences on the battlefield!”

He paused for a moment, having spent almost his entire life on horseback, and then spoke:

"Think about it, in this Holy Grail War, Brother Sakutsuki and his people are the biggest threats, right? Putting aside his Servants, Sakutsuki himself alone has power comparable to that of a Servant."

"Indeed." Yi recalled the several battles between Shuoyue and her, and agreed with her. "His physical fitness is very special. He is obviously a human, but he can be on par with us. If you think about it carefully, it is also very strange that he can use that weapon... In the legend of Cu Chulainn, the Son of Light, is there such a girl who has a bond with him and can even use his weapon?"

"The girl who can use the Death-piercing Thorn Spear, whose real name is 'Miyu'..." Iskandar pondered for a while and shook his head in distress.

"I have no impression of her at all. Even if we knew her real name, we wouldn't be able to find her weakness."

"Of course. With the cook's personality, there is no way he would be vulnerable at any time." Gilgamesh admired the other two's distressed expressions and said leisurely, "Instead of racking your brains to defeat him, it's better to use your brains to think about how to enjoy the rest of your time."

What does this mean? He asked in a cold voice.

"It means you can't beat him no matter what, bastard!"

The golden king crossed his arms, mocking those who had been kept in the dark until now. Even though it was just a glimpse of the future, the arrangement set by the young man was unbelievable even for him.

Even if the remaining servants united and fought together, they might not be a match for that guy, no, those guys, right?

——Of course, this king is an exception.

Even though he had seen his own ending clearly, he remained unmoved, with an arrogant and mocking look in his eyes.

After all, can a future that is already clearly seen still be considered the future?

Walking out from the room of kings, the stars in the sky were bright. The young man with white hair and golden eyes looked up for a long time before he retracted his gaze and sighed with satisfaction.

"Although the sky is similar, the real scenery is more reassuring."

[Replacement is turned on, projection is loaded, and the magic workshop is blessed]

"But I didn't expect them to move so quickly. Did they sense the crisis?"

[Raise the conceptual level, lock the field, start projection... copy, rewrite completed]

【Start replacement】

"Then I'll leave the rest to you."

[Replacement completed]

The castle gate opened, and the young man with white hair and golden eyes held the girl's hand and walked towards the King's Room with Miyu who had just been picked up.

"Thank you for your hard work in the previous battle, Miyu. Let's go back to the party."

The ripples on the wall between the kings reappeared, and Shuoyue walked in with Meiyou, who had changed back into casual clothes, and sat down.

"I'm sorry I'm late. Did you say anything bad about me?"

"Hahaha... No way, no way. We are kings, how could we do such a dirty thing? He laughed as if nothing had happened. "We were just about to ask what you think. Um, why do you want to pursue the Holy Grail?"

This cunning conqueror king...

She glared at him, and although she wanted to ignore him, she never forgot the purpose of this party.

"My wish is to save my hometown. I want to use the power of the universal wishing machine to change the fate of Britain's destruction."

The righteous declaration caused everyone present to fall into silence.

I was the first person to feel puzzled by this silence.

Although her speech was indeed very strong, these two people were not simple opponents who would be intimidated by a single sentence. Moreover, what she said should not be so strange as to shock others, nor should the content be so difficult to understand.

This was very clear and obvious. Undoubtedly, this ideal was worthy of being enshrined as the way of kings. Whether it was words of praise or voices of opposition, there should have been some immediate reaction - but there was complete silence.

"Knight King, I didn't hear you wrongly."

He was the first to speak again, a confused look on his face.

"You just said you want to 'change fate'? Do you mean you want to overturn history?"

Chapter 123: The Holy King and the Overlord (Free Chapter)

"Yes, even if a miracle happens, this wish cannot be fulfilled, but if the Holy Grail is really omnipotent, then it will definitely be possible--"

She was halfway through her words when she finally understood what the subtle atmosphere between her and the two of them was. The two heroes in front of her now had a look of disinterest on their faces.

, let me confirm... the country called Britain perished during your time, right? Was it during your reign?"

"That's right! That's why I can't tolerate it."

He even felt a little angry at the reactions of the two people, and his tone of voice became impatient.

"That's why I feel regretful and want to change the ending! It's all because of me..."

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter, a laughter that seemed to kick away all the etiquette and dignity. This laughter came from the mouth of this ancient king.

The unbearable humiliation stained her expression with anger, trampling on the most precious area of ​​her soul.

, what’s so funny about this?”

Gilgamesh completely ignored the anger, laughed until he was out of breath, and said intermittently:

A person who calls himself a king—and is revered as a king by the masses—actually feels "regret"? Ha! How can one not laugh at such a thing? It's really amazing! You are really the funniest clown!"

He laughed so hard that he fell over, unable to control himself. The person next to him stared at him with his brows furrowed and a look of displeasure that was not usually seen on his face.

"Wait a moment - King of Knights, wait a moment. Do you want to deny every word and action you have left in history?"

She had never had any doubts about her ideals, and of course she had never expected that someone would question her like this now.

"Exactly! What's so surprising? What's so funny? I feel sad that the country I fought for has been destroyed. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Her answer was another burst of laughter.

"Hey, did you hear what she said? This little girl who calls herself the Knight King...actually! Actually said something like 'devoting body and soul to the country'!"

He remained silent for a while, ignoring the laughter, and the melancholy expression on his face became heavier. To him, his silence was no different from his laughter, both were a kind of humiliation.

"What's so funny about this? As the ruler of a country, you should wholeheartedly hope that the country you govern will always prosper!"

"No, you are wrong." He refuted the words firmly and seriously, "It is not the king who dedicates himself, but the country and the people who dedicate their lives to the king. It is definitely not the other way around."

"What did you say--!" His voice was hoarse from excessive anger.

"That's simply a tyranny! Evil people like you are not qualified to be kings!"

"That's right. It's because we are tyrants that we are great heroes." He responded calmly without changing his expression. "But if a king regrets his rule and the consequences he has caused, then he is just a mediocre and incompetent tyrant, which is worse than a tyrant."

Instead of just laughing at him, she still refuted him in the form of questions and answers. When she realized this, she also restrained her tone and decided to fight back with theory.

"Iskander, you are in the same boat... Your heir was killed, and the empire you worked so hard to build was finally split into three. Don't you feel any regret at all for such an ending? If you have another chance now, don't you think there are other ways to save your homeland?"

"will not."

The answer was straightforward. The King of Conquerors puffed out his chest with a heroic spirit, stared directly into the serious eyes of the King of Knights, and counterattacked: "If the decision I made and the lives of my subjects eventually ended up like that, then destruction is inevitable. I will mourn for it and shed tears, but I will never regret it."

"how come……"

“Not to mention overthrowing all of this! Such a foolish act is an insult to all those who have created this era together with me.

Regarding the arrogant declaration, he denied it: "Only soldiers would regard destruction as glory. The people would not think so. What they need is salvation."

"You mean they want the king to save them?" He shrugged and laughed. "I don't understand! What's the point of this?"

"That is what a king truly desires!" This time it was his turn to speak excitedly, "To rule in accordance with the laws of nature and to govern the world in accordance with the right path. Isn't that what all the subjects are eagerly looking forward to?"

"So, you, the king, are a slave of the Righteous Path?"

"That's right. The one who sacrifices himself for his ideals is the true king." The young knight king nodded without any hesitation in his tone.

"The people learn what the rule of law and order are through the words and deeds of the king. What the head of a country conveys to the people cannot be an illusion that will disappear with the king, but something more noble and eternal."

Looking at the resolute attitude he showed when speaking, and even a hint of pity, I sighed.

"That's simply not how 'people' live."

"Of course not. If you want to be the king of a country, how can you expect to live a life like an ordinary person?"

In order to become a flawless monarch, to become a practitioner of her ideal, she gave up her mortal nature to gain immortality, and gave up her private feelings to become a perfect person. The life of the young girl Altria ended the moment she pulled the Sword of the King from the rock. After that, she became a legend called invincibility, a hymn, and a phantom.

She had experienced pain and trouble, but her pride far outweighed it. Her uncompromising faith still gave him strength and supported her sword-wielding hands.

"King of Conquerors, a person like you who only cares about yourself will never understand. You became a tyrant just to satisfy your endless desires!"

He shouted loudly, as if he had dealt a fatal blow to the enemy.

His eyes suddenly opened when he heard this.

"A king without desires is not even as good as a piece of decoration!"

He shouted loudly. The ferocity in his words made his already huge body look twice as big.

, you said, 'A king must die for his ideals.' I see, you must have been an incorruptible and flawless saint in your lifetime, and your image must have been noble and inviolable. But who would have aspirations and dreams for a life full of suffering like martyrdom?"

In the room of kings, the unrivaled Overlord mercilessly denounced the Holy King who sat opposite him:

"A saint can comfort the people, but he can never lead them. A king must show clear desires and respect the ultimate glory and wealth in order to guide the people and lead the country!"

"A king is someone who is greedier than anyone else, more heroic than anyone else when he laughs, more violent than anyone else when he is angry, and who has exhausted all the good and evil in human nature. That is why the ministers envy the king and are attracted to him. In the hearts of every citizen, the fire of longing to 'I want to be the best among all people' is ignited."

"What justice can there be in this kind of rule?"

"There is no justice. The kingly way does not need any justice. That is why there is no resentment left."