Poor people, even they themselves cannot understand their own hearts.

The king's tolerance includes all the right and wrong people, not some arrogant knight.

The king's mercy cannot save anyone.

Only he himself can bear the sins of the king.

People's sacrifice is their own choice, and the king can only accept it.

People's wishes can only be realized by themselves, not by the king.

The king's sin is committed by the king for everyone, and the king has to bear it.

The king's pain must not be turned into an action that destroys order.

A king cannot have personal will, and a king cannot have personal emotions.

The king is a flag, a flag that unites everyone.

The king is hope, and hope can make everyone's struggle reward.

The king is just, and it is just that people can commit any sin that must be repaid.

The king is rational, and he can maintain the rationality of the kingdom without bias.

The king is a sacrifice, and he offers all sacrifices for the survival of the kingdom.

——This is the will of the sword in the stone.

——This is the will of the king.

Unconsciously, Artoria pulled out her hand and stumbled back, looking at the Knight King with a tearful expression.

"Do you understand? This is the will of the chosen king of heaven, and this is the way to choose king of caliburn."

"Liya, you did a good job and always did a good job, but this sacrifice is not enough, and the concept of caliburn is also flawed."

The king must bear sin, but the caliburn knights cannot bear sin.

The white servant calmly withdrew her sword and said to Artoria gently.

"That's why I want to recast caliburn and become the true perfect king."

——Is such a king perfect?

"No, not like that..."

I want to continue to deny it with all my body and mind.

But that voice was really weak.

"It's okay, Leah, put down your sword and leave the Holy Grail to me to pursue."

"No..."

Looking at the figure in front of him like a phantom, the girl's heart felt like it was torn apart.

“—This is not the king I want!”

The real king is definitely not so cruel.

Absolutely not, even if you want to sacrifice such a dreamlike figure.

What those knights pursue and desire will never be such a cold king.

——You are wrong.

She wanted to chant loudly.

But I can't say what is right.

"What I believe and what people pursue is definitely not such a king--!"

"So, even if you are carrying such sins, are you still insisting on your own right?"

——I don’t know what is correct!

"If your knights kill each other and the forces that defend the country are separated and resolved, they will eventually fall on the sword hill. Can't figure out where you are wrong?"

"That's because...I'm not the king people want..."

I was on the sword hill countless times, thinking about the sunset, and this was the only result.

"That's because you are escaping. If you can be chosen among countless knights, you are the most suitable king. If you can make a wish to sacrifice yourself for the people, you are the best king."

"I'm not--!"

That was the sound of the girl almost collapsed.

Want to sacrifice yourself in exchange for people's happiness.

But he brought the knight who followed him to the end, and he must be not suitable to be the king.

Instead of not becoming a king who can sacrifice everything coldly and has no warmth.

"I'm really not--!"

The blue girl shouted in pain, denying everything she had walked through.

Only pain can melt the cold beliefs brought by the other party.

"Saber, you..."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the blue girl. The girl raised her head and saw the familiar figure she had been looking for.

"Shirou..."

A light lit up in the girl's eyes, and she called softly with a crying voice, as if she had grabbed the only life-saving straw in despair.

In the eyes of the boy, there is longing and hope, just like the people who once loved her. There is more care and love, and the emotions burning like flames.

but--

He saw his failure.

He saw his weakness in his eyes.
Chapter completed!