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Altria nodded. She had opened the envelope long after the banquet ended, but there was nothing inside except Merlin's petals. It was completely empty.

"Is that so..." For a moment, Luo Wei seemed to suddenly understand.

Very good, damn Merlin...

He actually dared to play tricks on me. What did he mean by saying that she would understand everything after reading it? He was definitely putting all the work on me.

Thinking of this, Luo Wei sighed helplessly, but since he had come this far, he had no right to abandon it.

"Hey, Saber, actually, it's not your wish that's wrong. After all, everyone has regrets in their life, things that make them feel remorseful, so they yearn for miracles to make up for that regret. You're just too deeply trapped and can't get out."

Rowe said calmly, "The King of Conquerors doesn't intend to use the Holy Grail to return to his own era and begin his conquests. Instead, he focuses on the present. The King of Heroes doesn't intend to use the Holy Grail to resurrect his fallen friend. Similarly, Scathach won't use the Holy Grail to wish for death. None of them are bound by their past selves. You are the only one who hasn't been able to move on from this Holy Grail War."

"...You mean my wish isn't wrong?"

Looking at Rowe, who had completely transformed into a spiritual mentor, Altria asked.

"Of course it's not wrong, but that's only true for you. After all, making up for regrets is something everyone wants to do. The only mistake is that you've already done your best, and there's nothing left to make up for."

"As your spiritual mentor, I have a suggestion for you. You're currently in a state of half-death, meaning you're on the way to returning the Holy Sword, right? In that case, when you return to your own time, don't rush to return the Holy Sword and wait for death. Instead, take it with you and travel the world. You could go to Rome, Egypt, India, and even the East. Travel through different countries and witness the rise and fall of different dynasties."

"The longer you live, the more you see. I believe that the different customs and practices of this world, as well as countless completely different things, will surely give you different experiences and insights. When you truly understand, or when you are tired of it, then return the Holy Sword."

"Working for the Suppressive Force is the stupidest thing to do. The evil boss, Alaya, has screwed all the good young men who served as his protectors. So, enjoy your life to the fullest. The first half of your life belongs to Britain, and the second half should be for yourself."

After he finished speaking, Luo Wei stood up and brushed the dust off his clothes.

Then he threw the Golden Sword and the Sword of Victory in front of Artoria and asked her to make her own choice. Scathach, who had been listening to the whole class with a thoughtful expression, left, leaving Artoria sitting there alone, quietly waiting to disappear.

"Hey, Master, I just realized that you are also good at bewitching people." Seeing Rowe coming back, Scathach, who had been waiting for a long time, raised her eyebrows at him and joked.

"Your mouth is probably no less deceptive than the devil's, who tempts people to fall."

"What do you mean by demagoguery? How is it related to the devil? I'm clearly a spiritual mentor, okay?"

"..."

Scathach didn't answer but just looked at him calmly.

"But are you done with this? Why don't you just give her an end?" Scathach glanced at the distraught Altria, then continued, "Or continue to counsel her?"

"Come on, she's much older than me. Even though the King of Conquerors always calls her a little girl, she's actually close to forty, older than all of us."

"Since you're already that old, you're just being picky, not worldly-wise. It would be rude to continue."

Luo Wei pulled out the staff he had asked for from Merlin, then carried it on his shoulder without any image, and looked up at the night sky.

At this moment, a meteor quietly passed over his head.

He secretly made a wish in his heart, and then left with Scathach.

Saber, who remained in the ruins, was still staring at the pure white figure on the golden sword, silently extending her finger to touch it.

"Start the rest of my life afresh, and take a final journey..."

“This does seem to be a good choice.”

She murmured silently, then raised her head and looked at the endless sky.

Chapter 6: The World of Heaven and Earth Domination (5K words)

The night is already dark.

This battle across time and space is also coming to an end at this moment.

It wasn't just a battle between the Knight King and the magician.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield...

After Kotomine Kirei and Matou Zouken ran to an unknown place and started fighting.

“Gather here, my troops—!”

With the King of Conquerors' resounding cry, an immensely terrifying magical power erupted, directly enveloping the area where everyone was gathered. The next moment, the world around them shifted dramatically. The pitch-black night and the dense forest vanished, replaced by a raging sandstorm and a vast army that seemed capable of ravaging the very world.

In the blink of an eye, in a world filled with yellow sand, there were countless swords and horses.

Accompanied by loud war cries, a mighty army slowly emerged from the end of the yellow sand.

In the desert, the scorching hot wind kept blowing across their faces, and the scorching sun above their heads shone unhindered on Kenneth and Weber, making them sweat profusely.

However, at this moment, what terrified Kenneth even more than the extremely bad weather was the terrifying and shocking King's Army behind him. He saw the endless and terrifying army marching towards them in a mighty force.

Iskandar, who had been standing beside them, had walked to the front of the army at some point. He held the reins tightly and drove his mighty wheel, standing in front, guiding his army like a compass as they continued to advance in this vast world of yellow sand.

"I am King Iskandar of Conquerors. Warriors gathered under my command! Now is the time to demonstrate our kingly ways. Tell me, what does conquest mean—?!!"

Then, Iskandar, who was standing in the front, suddenly stopped the wheel, and then drew the sword of Cypros hanging at his waist, which symbolized conquest and victory, and uttered questions and shouts that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The loud voice startled Kenneth and Weber. They looked closely and saw that Iskandar no longer had the idiotic look he had when he was with them before. His original roughness was completely covered by the domineering temperament he displayed.

At this moment, he was like a victorious general commanding a vast army, directing his troops to march across this land, and this was indeed the case...

The King of Conquerors means conquering.

Unlike those kings who inherited the throne through hereditary rule, blessed by their ancestors, Iskandar's life was filled with death, battle, and conquest. His feet were entrenched in flames of war, his hands grasped destruction, and his path was unstoppable from beginning to end. For him, it was a path of war and dominance that led to conquest.

Everything he has was not given by anyone, but was earned with his own hands, from nothing to something, from scratch, conquering all the way, ruling everything until he became the king. This is his way of conquest.

And at this moment, the endless army and horses that appeared behind him were the warriors who shared the same ambition as him and had been with him all the way from beginning to end.

Faced with Iskandar's questioning, they raised their weapons and followed his steps, shouting loudly as they moved forward.

"——The whole country is the best, destroying the country is the next, and the final goal is conquest!"

"——The whole country is the most important, destroying the country is the second, and the ultimate is conquest!!"

The soldiers' steps were in perfect unison, and their voices tore through the heavens and earth.

Their wills are connected, and they sing together the kingly way and true meaning of conquest.

"Is this what he calls the kingly way?"

Kenneth was completely shocked by the scene before him. Although he was pulled in by Iskandar once when he was avoiding Kiritsugu Emiya's bombing, he was in a hurry that time and did not see the whole picture of this yellow sand world with his own eyes.

This time, when he saw with his own eyes the Macedonian army that had set foot in this desert, even he, who had always been arrogant, was shocked by the momentum they carried and could not help but take a few steps back.

Just like how Weber felt when he first came in and faced this scene, a sense of the vastness of the earth and the insignificance of human beings, and the sense of who is in charge of their fate, enveloped his ordinary heart, and for a moment, he felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

Is this the full picture of Iskandar's inherent barrier, the so-called [King's Army]?

Such a magnificent world, such a miracle beyond imagination, was now being performed by a Rider who knew nothing about magic.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!” Hearing the soldiers’ response, Iskandar laughed up to the sky, “My warriors!!”

"Tell me, where is our ultimate realm?!"

There was no time to consider Kayneth's current mood. The tall Iskandar stood atop his chariot, raising his sword and pointing it towards the sky. He once again cried out from the bottom of his soul: "What do we seek—?!"

"The Sea at the End!"

"The Sea at the End!!"

"The Sea at the End——!!!"

……

At this moment, every soldier who appeared here marched in unison, their wills resonating. They raised their weapons and shouted the name they had pursued in their lives, their eyes filled with enthusiasm as they looked at Iskandar standing before them. The resounding sound even seemed to shake the entire yellow sand world.

This place is a world of imagination created by King of Conquerors Iskandar and his former warriors. It is the embodiment of a Noble Phantasm that can cover reality and distort the world, and it is also their trump card that they are proud of.

Iskandar believed that as long as he stood together with the soldiers who had created his hegemony together, no matter if the abyss or the stars lay ahead, he would conquer them again!

"This is the King of Conquerors' trump card, such a magnificent inherent barrier... Incredible, truly amazing..."

Even Finn McCool, who lived in the Age of Gods, experienced countless battles, and witnessed the miracles of the gods, sighed from the bottom of his heart when he saw this terrifying army with the momentum of a tiger.

If we talk about heroes with immense personal power, he has seen countless of them in his life.

The knights under his command, as well as himself, are all such people, heroes who can defeat thousands of enemies with one horse.

However, it was the first time to see a scene like Iskandar, who summoned an army of tens of thousands with a wave of his arm, with his troops in perfect harmony, his will reaching the sky, and his shouts shaking the sky.

Whether it is him, King Arthur or Queen Scathach, the great deeds created by the Hero King are full of magical colors and traces of gods. That is because the deeds they created are not just human deeds, but deeds of gods.

He and Scathach killed gods, Gilgamesh became a god, and King Arthur was a descendant of dragons and a mysterious darling. Their karma was not just human karma, but also contained a very magical part.

And what about Iskandar in front of him?

His great achievements, along with the magnificent army behind him, are all human achievements. They are not a legacy from the Age of Gods, nor are they the blessings of the gods. Instead, they are human achievements created by him personally.

He led his army and swept through the most chaotic central area, unified the entire Greece, and began to move towards the Middle East, occupied the Egyptian Empire, conquered the Persian Empire, and finally led his army to the Mesopotamian region of India, creating such a magnificent epic chapter.

This is a great achievement accomplished by human hands, not created by the hands of gods, and its achievements are enough to shock the gods.

And at this moment, in this mental world called the Inherent Barrier, this great achievement once again reappeared before their eyes.

At this moment, the epic is reborn!!

Seeing this scene, seeing such a magnificent spectacle with their own eyes, seeing the army that once swept across the world, even he and Lancelot beside him could not help but feel their hearts surge.

“Arrrrrrrrr——!!”

Feeling the boundless fighting spirit emanating from this army, Lancelot couldn't help but let out an extremely joyful war cry at this moment. He was almost unable to bear it any longer and joined this army to start his own battle.

"Haha, Berserker, can't you contain your fighting spirit? Very good! I can sense your determination!!"

Hearing the loud war cry from Lancelot, Iskandar, who was driving the Divine Wheel and leading the army, also felt the emotion he conveyed and couldn't help laughing heartily.

Then he looked proudly at Finn, who was also feeling the same emotion, and began to show off his Noble Phantasm to him proudly, fully demonstrating this powerful Noble Phantasm that he and his companions had built together.

"Did you see that? Finn, Lemonhead, Lancelot, and, Webber--!!"

"This is my most precious treasure, my kingly way and pursuit, and the most powerful and proud Noble Phantasm of King of Conquerors, Iskandar—"

"——The King's Army!!"

Iskandar raised his arm, and the warriors behind him also raised their weapons at this moment, and shouted Iskandar's name loudly.

"The King of Conquerors!"

"The King of Conquerors!!"

"The King of Conquerors!!!"

Tens of thousands of heroic soldiers shouted together, those holding spears kept hitting the ground with the butts of their spears, while those holding swords and shields suddenly collided them, making a shocking clanging sound.

Honestly, Finn couldn't help but feel a little envious when he saw this scene.

Once upon a time, he also imagined that he could get together with his friends and create such a scene together.

He bit his finger, his eyes suddenly brightening, and then he glanced at Iskandar in front of him, and then looked around at the incomparably magnificent army. He seemed to understand something, and then he couldn't help but exclaimed:

"How remarkable, King of Conquerors! As expected of the Noble Phantasm you call your trump card. Are they truly all Heroic Spirits?"

At this moment, Finn had already seen the secret of this treasure.

The soldiers that appear in this inherent barrier called the King's Army are not just ordinary people. They are all outstanding warriors in history, and there are even true heroes who have created their own legends.

This means...

They are not low-purity things like phantoms or puppets, but heroic spirits like himself. However, unlike them, these heroic soldiers did not respond to the constraints of the Wheel of Suppression. They simply heard the call from the king of the past and returned to the battlefield where they had appeared before.

The King of Conquerors then jumped directly off the chariot, threw Kenneth and Weber, who had little fighting ability, onto it, and ordered a young man with white hair to protect them.

"Ptolemy, I'll leave my Master and Lemonhead in your care. I'm going to go fight the Hero King!"

As he spoke, Iskandar turned over and rode on a black horse, then fixed his sight on the Hero King who was standing thousands of meters away, with his arms folded across his chest and staring coldly at this place.

"As you command, my king." Upon hearing this, the white-haired young man in front of him named Ptolemy nodded readily, then jumped onto the Divine Wheel and took over Iskandar's control of this glorious and powerful treasure.

"Ptolemy... Ptolemy I?"

Kenneth and Weber were slightly stunned when they heard the name. Naturally, they were not unfamiliar with this name.

After all, this person is no less famous than Iskandar and is the founder of the Ptolemaic dynasty.

And the shocking things are far more than what we see now.

After all, those who can gather around him are talented enough to become Heroic Spirits.