In the world of Type-Moon, start by becoming Morgan's husband!

The old couple were even more grateful when they learned that the two men had bravely rushed into the fire and rescued them from the brink of death.

His words even revealed his intention to leave all his inheritance to Waver.

of course.

Weber would definitely not accept it.

The reason he came to Fuyuki City to participate in the Holy Grail War was not to get the old man's gold coins.

Maintaining the status quo is enough for this student.

and--

Rather than worrying about how to deal with the old couple's inheritance, Weber is more worried about something else.

"Rider."

"How to do this?"

"Are you going to this meeting?"

The "meeting" Weber referred to was a letter the two had received not long ago.

The above expresses an extremely important message in very concise language.

That is Archer "inviting" all the Servants who are still alive in the Holy Grail War to go to a garden somewhere in Fuyuki City for a meeting.

Of course, the tone of the letter was more or less arrogant.

But this is not the end.

After all, if you think about it from a conventional perspective, it would be somewhat wrong to openly invite everyone to a certain place like this.

Waver was reluctant to let Rider take the risk.

But Iskandar burst into laughter at this time:

"Go! Of course you have to go! Why not!"

"Rider, aren't you afraid of problems?"

"Problem?" Iskandar grabbed Weber's shoulders and acted as generous as an older brother.

"Boy, he can send letters to us, do you think we are safe now?"

"Besides -"

"We can't be so cowardly!"

"..."

After Iskandar said this, Waver realized that Archer's intelligence network seemed to have expanded to an extremely terrifying extent.

Even though we had never met, the other party was able to deliver the letters to me accurately.

If you think this way, it would be better to go.

After thinking about it, Weber nodded and agreed with Iskandar's actions.

“Rider, I understand.”

The agreed date soon arrived.

Late at night, the Gordias Wheel sped along the road.

Iskandar led Waver towards their destination - he would never leave his Master alone.

However, when they arrived at their destination, they found that only Saber and Archer were there.

The still-surviving Lancer and Assassin seemed completely uninterested in this.

But this is not difficult to understand - after all, everyone is worried that Archer, who issued such an invitation, would set a trap, so it is extremely normal not to come.

However, the servant with golden light seemed to be very graceful and elegant.

He warmly entertained Saber and Rider who came.

Everything looked like an ordinary meeting.

until--

Archer revealed his name.

"Gilgamesh."

"This king is not willing to hide his name, and I hope you will not be afraid to reveal your identity."

“Altria Pendragon.” Saber, who had the same thought, was fearless.

"Iskander." The King of Conquerors was not willing to be left behind.

"It seems like they are all kings of different eras."

Gilgamesh's eyes swept over Artoria and Iskandar.

"So--"

"Let's move on to the final topic of the evening."

"What kind of person do you think is worthy of the title of king?"

"Or should I say, King, what should we do?"

"..."

"..."

Neither Artoria nor Iskandar had expected Gilgamesh to talk about the king.

However, the latter seemed to have anticipated this kind of thing.

He just took a sip of red wine, and then slowly became the first speaker.

"I believe that only those who are loyal to their own ideas are worthy of the title of king."

"Everything in the world is determined by laws - and the one who made these laws is my wise king."

"..."

"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--