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Chapter 47 The King of Knights

"She... Since you are so self-aware, why don't you just die just by dying?" Jill snorted with disdain and expressed his dissatisfaction. She slapped the corner of her eyes at the king who was standing by the wall, turned her head and continued to drink heavily and ignored him.

"Gil... You're a bit too domineering to say this." Ye Yu shrugged and refuted Jill like a smoothing situation. Then he thought that this rebuttal naturally attracted the dissatisfaction of the Hero King. Fortunately, dissatisfaction is just dissatisfaction. "Everyone has his own opinions on the king, so why do you deny Saber's decision? I think it's good no matter what. I feel tired and bored. I'm fine?"

"Brother, this is your wrong..." However, what Ye Yu didn't expect was that the person who refuted him was not Jill. Instead, Rider on the side was the first to refute him, "The king is different from anything else, the king is the king! From the moment he held the scepter with both hands, everything that bound you and protected you in the world became empty talk. Because you are the king, you must protect your people and lead your people, rather than letting someone else decide you or provide you with shelter! This is the king's responsibility, an unshirkable responsibility! But..."

As he spoke, Rider turned his head and looked at Saber. The words behind him were not clearly stated, but anyone could clearly understand the irony. But even so, Saber was still standing there drinking in a small mouthful, as if everything he was talking about now had nothing to do with her.

The room seemed a little depressed because of these unpleasant remarks, and no one continued to say anything for a while. Ye Yu thought about it, God knew whether Assas would come to spy on it, which made him a little want to drive people away... After all, he had not been in the mood to entertain guests from the beginning, and these uninvited guys were entertaining themselves from beginning to end.

But at this moment, a crisp sound of armor collisions sounded in the room. Lancelot, who had been half kneeling on the ground, stood up again for some reason. The actions here caused all the kings to turn their heads, and then saw Lancelot slowly walking to Saber, then pulled out his proud sword and held it in one hand and said to Saber.

"King... As a knight on the round table, I am not qualified to criticize you. But... If you are determined to not get rid of the history that we once walked side by side, please defeat me..." The brave knight looked at the monarch he had loyal to with his eyes, but the words he said were so rebellious. "Since your goal is the Holy Grail, then I am destined to be an opponent you cannot escape. You will go a step further from the Holy Grail. On the contrary, if I win by chance... Then I will inherit the king's position."

"Ha, interesting! Has the knight who once betrayed finally extended his wish to the throne? A guy like this should be tied under the sun and let the sun burn to death! Let the vulture peck at his rotten flesh and let the mosquitoes suck his blood! Saber... force his former knight to such a situation, are you finally satisfied?"

Those who can speak such mean words naturally do not think of the second person except Jill. In fact, although Lancelot's request sounded unexpected at first glance, if you think about it carefully... he should obviously be thinking about Saber.

Facing his former subordinates, even if they had rebellious experiences or even ruined the entire country, Lancelot still occupies an extremely important position in Saber's heart. Such feelings cannot be erased casually because of some accidents.

In this way, if Saber can face the sword of the beer rker and kill him with a murderous intention, it will naturally prove that Saber's idea is firm. In this way, it will be fine even if he denies the past.

On the contrary, if the person who lost is Saber, the so-called throne will naturally be handed over to Lancelot. Even if it is just a form, Saber is still free from the constraints of the throne. From any perspective, it is a relatively beautiful result. However, in this case, a rebellious stigma Lancelot will never hope to wash away.

"Lancelot, you..." Saber stared at the knight in front of him with a complicated expression. His face looked a little strange at this moment. When did it start? He began to doubt everything.

The most important thing is to doubt her wife and subordinates, and the loyalty of her people, is to doubt whether she has fulfilled her duties as a king. But unfortunately... no one can give the answers she wants.

But now I think about it... I'm afraid I'm not qualified. I was betrayed by my subordinates and then died in chaos, and then the originally complete country became fragmented. How could such a king be considered competent?

However, at this moment, Saber didn't know how to reply to Lancelot. Whether or not she swung the sword, it was inconsistent with her own intentions. In contrast, she actually wanted to understand the reason why Lancelot would betray him at that time. Mingming... Even if there was something between him and Gnevre, she would never make such a decision as long as she explained it clearly. Anger is inevitable, but things would never be so bad.

That's why Saber wanted to get the answer from Lancelot's mouth. It was not like the general sentence "The king does not understand the human heart", but more realistic. Even if it was accusation or curse... But now, looking at the knight who seemed to be loyal in front of him, Saber really didn't know what to do.

Saber's indifference seemed not beyond Lancelot's expectations, but he was still a little disappointed... It was not for Saber's indecision, but he knew better than anyone else that Saber became like this and played an indisputable bad effect in it.

Wang is now indecisive and has no idea what to do to be right. Just like a ship lost on the sea, it seems that no matter how you choose, it will lead to an unknown fear.

Under such circumstances, Lancelot spoke again, "Wang... don't worry, and there is no need to be nervous. As long as you make the judgment you want, I will wait... wait for you to restore your previous firmness. I... the knights under your command always believe that you are the greatest king and the correct synonym in the world..."

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