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Chapter 216 With the Holy Grail as Proof
Chapter 216 With the Holy Grail as Proof
"What! Isn't your dream to conquer the world?!"
Weber, who had been observing from the shadows, jumped out, only to be gently flicked on the forehead by Iskandar and sent into a peaceful sleep.
Iskandar let out a hearty laugh, head held high: "Conquering the world is certainly my dream! But such a dream only has meaning if I achieve it myself; seizing the Holy Grail is merely my first step!"
He looked at his hands, lost in thought: "We who descend as heroic spirits exist only through magic. Without a physical body, how can we endure?"
"I want to become a real life, to take root in this world, and to challenge the heavens and earth with my entire life!"
Such a dream... is realistic, but isn't it a bit too small?
Not only Gilgamesh, but even Artoria frowned.
The Holy Grail shouldn't be magic that exists for such petty desires...
"And what about you?" Iskandar turned to look at the composed girl. "Why do you pursue the Holy Grail? Is it for your country, or for your unwavering chivalry?"
Artoria straightened her back, her voice as clear as the clash of steel: "I pursue the Holy Grail to change Britain's doomed fate."
"I pray to a miracle, that my people may be spared the suffering of war, that the Stone of Kings may be returned to its original state, and that a king more perfect than I may be chosen."
The King of Britain...
Tokiomi Tohsaka, who was monitoring the area through the assassin's eyes, raised an eyebrow, seemingly guessing the swordsman's identity.
On the field, Gilgamesh showed a surprised expression, and then burst into a burst of laughter that was even somewhat out of control.
"Hahaha! That's hilarious! This is so funny!"
He pointed at Artoria, his shoulders shaking with laughter: "I originally thought you were just an interesting idealist, but I never expected you to be a self-deprecating madman!"
"What's so funny!" Artoria angrily gripped the hilt of her sword. "If my failure led to the destruction of the kingdom, then it is my responsibility to rectify it!"
"No, little girl, you're wrong."
Iskandar also said, "A king does not need to be responsible to anyone; a king only needs to show his kingly nature."
"A true king should be someone who is more greedy, more irritable, and more ambitious than anyone else."
"The king must live a more exciting life than anyone else. Only in this way will his subjects be fascinated by him, revere him, and even have the idea that they too want to be king, following in his footsteps!"
Artoria clearly couldn't understand this statement, frowning deeply: "These are the words of a tyrant, incomprehensible."
"This is the magnanimity of a king, the King of Knights."
Gilgamesh snapped his fingers, interrupting the debate about the way of the king: "Since we've come to the point about desire and magnanimity, then we must get down to business."
"The reason I summoned you here is to give you an opportunity."
His self-glow swept over the two of them, deliberately lingering on Artoria for an extra second.
"An opportunity...to prove one's worth before being purged by this king."
"What are your thoughts on that Avenger?"
Upon hearing this name, the atmosphere at the scene momentarily froze.
"That kid in black?" Iskandar scratched his head. "He's a formidable fellow, especially with that sword that can devour magic power; it's practically cheating."
"Not only that," Gilgamesh said coldly, "that guy is a class that shouldn't exist; it's a provocation against the rules of the Holy Grail War."
"The church has determined that he is not a proper heroic spirit, but rather some kind of filth mixed in with it."
"And now, he has joined forces with the Matou family, who are also participants."
Gilgamesh sat up straight, emanating a suffocating aura of power.
"That boring man, Tokiomi, suggested that we form an alliance temporarily to eliminate that arrogant avenger from the game."
"Although it's a pointless suggestion, I think it's worth considering to ensure the purity of the Holy Grail War."
He looked at the two of them, a haughty smile playing on his lips: "How about it? Let's eliminate this Avenger and his Master completely first, and then we'll decide who the true king is."
"If you perform well enough, I might consider bestowing some treasures upon you as a reward."
As expected, he was met with silence.
After a moment, Iskandar broke the silence first: "Sorry, although that kid is strange, he doesn't seem like an evil person."
The Conqueror King put down his wine glass, his expression turning serious.
"His sword was pure; he risked his life to protect that ordinary woman."
"Such a person may be violent or dangerous, but he is by no means a filth that needs to be cleansed."
"Besides..." Iskandar grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, "Several kings teaming up to bully a Heroic Spirit without a proper title? I would never do something so degrading!"
"True conquest means defeating your opponent honorably and squarely, not resorting to underhanded tactics!"
Gilgamesh glanced at him: "Oh? So that means you're refusing?"
He turned to Artoria: "And you, King of Knights? That guy severely injured your rival's Master, even displaying extremely cruel methods. Are you also planning to protect such a villain?"
Artoria took a deep breath, her emerald eyes fixed on Gilgamesh.
"I admit, the Avenger's methods were indeed a bit too extreme, and his aura made me uncomfortable."
"However, as a knight, I believe in fair duels."
Artoria's voice was clear and firm, like a sword drawn from its sheath.
"If he is truly an evil being, I will defeat him on the battlefield with my sword, rather than resorting to such a despicable scheme to annihilate him."
"This goes against my code of chivalry."
Gilgamesh was not surprised by the two kings' refusal.
In fact, this is exactly the result he wanted to see.
"Hahaha...hahahaha!"
Gilgamesh suddenly laughed, a laugh filled with pleasure and mockery.
"As expected, you guys are all stubbornly adorable."
"Even though he calls himself a king, can't he ultimately escape those tedious rules and regulations?"
He stood up, the throne shattered, and golden particles danced around him.
"However... King of Knights."
Gilgamesh's figure flashed, and he instantly teleported in front of Artoria.
The two were less than a meter apart, and the intense masculine aura and kingly pressure made Artoria instinctively grip the hilt of her sword.
"What do you want to do, archer?" Artoria asked warily.
Gilgamesh ignored her hostility, and instead used his scarlet snake eyes to brazenly scrutinize the girl with noble will before him.
"I care about you a lot. Your distressed look is quite a sight to behold, just like a virgin who has lost her virginity on the bed."
"You!!" Artoria was truly enraged, and the wind pressure around her rippled.
Gilgamesh's voice became deep and magnetic, as if carrying a devilish allure.
"The Holy Grail is just one of my many treasures. What's the point of pursuing something like that?"
"Marry me, become my queen, and from this day forward, you will only exist for me."
"In that case, in the name of the King of All Things, I will bestow upon you all the happiness and joy in this world."
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