fate: I tear up the heroic spirit

Alice Phil remembered that when she first met Saber, she was also full of disbelief, and it took a while to accept that King Arthur was a maiden.

Illya's mouth was full of oil, only she was still immersed in the deliciousness of roast lamb, and did not care what the outside world was discussing.

Rider took a sip of wine and suddenly asked, "So, what wish did you come to this world to fulfill?" Now, let's all discuss this as kings.

Saber also took a sip of wine, and her drinking movements were much more elegant than Rider's, perhaps because she was now a girl in a long dress, not the King Arthur in armor, so she was less heroic and more gentle.

At this moment, she seemed to remember her past.

She remembered what Merlin had said.

"It's better to think carefully before picking up that thing. Once you pick up that sword, you will no longer be human until the end, you will be hated by all humans, and you will eventually face a tragic death. "

She knows what fate she will suffer if she pulls out the sword in the stone, even if she is abused, spurned, betrayed by the world... There will be no turning back for her.

She also seemed to see herself standing alone on the hill of Kamran, surrounded by corpses and rivers of blood, and the subordinates who had followed her, dying one by one, and finally, Great Britain also went to extinction...

Perhaps, she really was not a qualified king, and she could not lead the people of Britain to peace and tranquility....

"Britain went to extinction... I don't think I'm fit to be the king of Britain, and perhaps, if that king wasn't me, Britain wouldn't have perished... My wish is to make a wish through the Grail, to return to the moment when I didn't draw the sword in the stone, and let the sword in the stone choose the king again..."

said Saber solemnly.

"Hahaha! So, you denied that you became king?

Rider laughed.

"What's so funny?"

Saber frowned, his face a little cold.

Is this mocking her?

There was no doubt that there was a slight anger in her heart.

Webb

poked his finger at the rider to remind him that he might have said the wrong thing.

But Rider didn't pay attention to him at all.

This made Weber want to stomp his foot angrily.

What's going on with Rider?

Saber is obviously very serious about her wishes, but she laughs at Saber, after all, eating people's mouths is soft, taking people softly, definitely can't be like this!

"As a king, you should pursue without hesitation, to plunder what you want, to conquer everything, of course, this is just my idea, every king's idea may be different, but, as a king, no matter what happens, even if you do it wrong, you must not deny yourself, deny everything you do, even if it causes some bad consequences... If you can't even do this, then you don't deserve to be a king at all!

Rider's tone was not at all polite.

"Is there anything wrong with my former kingdom, Britain perished, and I want to save it? Conquer King, your former kingdom has also perished, don't you want to save it all at all? Those subordinates, those people who fought for you and died in battle, don't you want to save them?

Saber got up, she questioned.

Illya seemed to sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere around her, and she stopped nibbling on the roast lamb, looking at Saber and Rider suspiciously with her big beautiful eyes.

"It's okay, it has nothing to do with Illya!"

The doll smiled and touched Illya's little head, and the soft silver hair was endearing.

"This way! Illya hasn't eaten enough yet, and the roast lamb is really delicious!

Illya listened and continued to eat the unfinished roast lamb.

"Nope! I don't want to, because dying in battle is their end, and they will feel honored because of it, they can choose not to follow me, but when they choose to follow me, they are ready to die on the battlefield, so I won't think about how to save them..."

Rider's tone was firm and affirmative.

In the end, this king of Britain in front of him is just a poor girl.

Those people pushed her into the position of king, and let such a young girl bear all this, she had no idea what king really meant!

"So, this is you, brutal marauder, ruthless marauder!"

There was anger in Saber's emerald jewel-like eyes.

"Wait a minute, can you hear from me first?"

Shirou spoke at this time, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"Shirou, you say, such a tyrant, aren't those who follow him very pathetic?!"

Saber said indignantly.

"Boy, don't you think her wishes are ridiculous?"

Rider spread his hands and said calmly.

He scoffs at Saber's desire to change history, and after all, she's just a poor little girl.

"Saber, Rider has a point, after all, whether right or wrong, history is made by yourself, if you want to change history, it is undoubtedly a denial of yourself, but, Saber, maybe I understand you..."

What you want to save Britain is your goodness, you love your people and those who follow you... But what if Britain would perish even if you didn't pull out the sword in the stone?

"Who else but you is qualified to draw the sword in the stone?" Who better than you to save Britain? This is fate... Although I don't want to admit it, I also hate this kind of thing, and even want to deny it, but all this may really be fate..."

After the puppet finished speaking, the scene fell silent.

"How did you know me that well?"

Saber looked at Shirou intently.

The wish she wanted to fulfill in her heart had begun to waver.

Even if the king is re-elected, who has the qualifications to become the king of Britain and save the whole of Britain?

At least now Saber can't find the answer.

At the same time, she was even more surprised by what Shirou knew about her.

From the first time they met, Shirou seemed to already know her identity, as well as her past.

Sometimes, Saber even wondered if Shirou was also from her time, if not, how could he know her so well?

However, in her impression, there was no one similar to Shirou at all.