The king in front of him, his kingly way is almost the opposite of Saber. Regardless of the people's country, just caring about one's own enjoyment is the most shameless thing for the incorrupt and ruling King Arthur.

"Did Saber guess it too?" Rider shook the clear liquor in the gold glass and smacked his lips.

"I also have a clue because I have occupied the country that Archer has ruled before. I didn't expect Saber to look at people more sharply than me."

"Humph."

Gilgamesh snorted coldly, obviously annoyed by Rider's words.

"Undecent bastards, you are disrespectful if you didn't call this king the first time you saw him." He glanced at Rope, who was leaning against the wall and pretending to look around. "After all, you heroic spirits are not as good as a human being."

"Oh! Did that Master see it too?" Rider said with interest. "Educated and talented, courageous, strong judgment, and not bad...If there is no accident in this war, this little brother will grow into a remarkable person!"

He turned his head again and shouted at Rope: "Hey, Master of Lancer, how long will your knight arrive? The banquet has already begun to heat up."

Rope opened his eyes, looked at the three kings who were discussing himself inexplicably, and said somewhat silently.

"He's almost here. However, this is the king's banquet. Is it really okay to have a knight join?"

"What are you talking about?" Rider smiled grandiosely. "Lancer is the guest I invited, and he is also a hero who has the courage and strategy to fight for the Holy Grail with us. Of course he is eligible to join this banquet!"

"That's really an honor." Rope shrugged and stopped talking.

Before everyone noticed, he had already radiated water vapor containing filthy magic power into the sky, slowly and effectively changing the venue, turning it into a place suitable for him to fight.

Through his own perception, Lancer was already on his way. Maybe it’s going to be a big deal tonight, so what if you don’t prepare in advance.

"The King of Conquer is willing to let the vulgar warriors sit together. Your eyes once again made this king look down."

Gilgamesh was obviously dissatisfied with Rider's words. In the eyes of this proud king, only himself and Enqi are worthy of standing in the sky, and all others are bastards.

"Speaking of which, Saber, you seem to be dissatisfied with the king's kingly way. Why don't you let the king appreciate your thoughts?"

Regarding what Saber said, Gilgamesh was obviously very concerned. He cast his ruby ​​pupils at the gloomy blond girl.

Saber pondered for a moment, then spoke.

"It's okay to say, no matter what you think of me, my desire will never change." She sighed. "I want to save my hometown. I want to change the fate of Britain's demise"

The scene fell silent.

Not only Gilgamesh, but Rider's cheery expression froze.

"I said, Knight King, I heard it wrong, right?"

Rider finally broke the silence. For some reason, his face was full of doubts.

"You mean to'change destiny'? That is to subvert the history written by yourself?"

"Rider, I know what you want to say, but this is indeed my only sad wish." Saber continued without looking directly into the eyes of the strong man.

"My country is destroyed by my own hands. If the person who drew the sword in the stone was not me, maybe it would have ended in another way..."

Inadvertently, someone burst out laughing. It was a vulgar laugh that didn't care about any understanding, and this laughter came from Gilgamesh, who was exuding golden brilliance.

Facing this great humiliation, Saber frowned involuntarily even though he knew the incurable character of the person in front of him.

"Why are you a tyrant to sneer?"

Not minding Saber’s questioning, the Golden Spirit smiled and replied intermittently:

"Professing to be a king, praised by all people. Such a person would still be'unwilling'? Ha! How can this make people not laugh? Masterpiece! Saber, you are the best clown!"

Hearing this answer, Saber couldn't help but clenched the wine glass in his hand.

At this time, a voice came through, and it didn't belong to any king who would do it again.

"Your Majesty Gilgamesh, I don't think this is ridiculous."

Chapter 48 The King's Feast (4)

"Can you interrupt the king's conversation? Bastard!"

His own speech was interrupted, and Gilgamesh looked at Rope with half-closed eyes with murderous eyes.

"Just letting you stand here and admire the glory I waited for is already a blessing for you for several generations, but you don't know whether you want to intervene here, do you really want to die that way?"

Between words, a sword shining with golden glory slowly appeared beside him.

"Well, I really don't have the right to interrupt the king's banquet." Luo Peisi did not care about the threat in front of him, and said with a smile. "But I identify with Saber's ideals as a ‘civilian’. Unlike you, she is really worried about her citizens, so she deserves my respect."

He stepped forward and bowed slightly at the blonde girl.

"What she regrets is that her own governance led to the outbreak of internal wars, which led to the destruction of the country. In other words, she came to participate in this Holy Grail war for the sake of her subjects and tried to use omnipotence. The holy grail to realize the wishes of national happiness."

Rope raised his head and looked directly at Saber's emerald eyes, his eyes full of ‘love’.

"Isn't this heart worthy of respect?'Salvation' is something more glorious than'guidance'..."

"Mongrel..."

Gilgamesh raised his hand angrily, and the treasure floating in the void was ready to go.

At this moment, Rider stood in front of Gilgamesh with his palm, and said solemnly.

"Before his knight returns, this brave boy is what I promised to protect. Moreover, at this banquet, we use language as a weapon to determine the ownership of the Holy Grail War. Of course, the Master of Lancer is qualified to speak. Babylonian Hero King, let's take back your treasure."

He said again.

"Although I don't agree with Saber's wishes, and don't even think she deserves to be called a king. But this little brother is right. From the perspective of the people, Saber can be called a holy king."

When Saber heard Rider's narration, she raised her head unexpectedly. She didn't expect that the king who was eager to conquer and magnified himself to the extreme would agree with her wish.

This is different from the original.

…Is it this boy? It seems that Dilumudo has drawn a good card this time. Saber looked at Rope with complicated eyes.

If the Master of the Holy Grail War is him, maybe...

Shaking his head lightly, Saber threw the thought that was not in line with the spirit of chivalry out of his mind.

Although Kirishu Eomiya is indeed a wicked outsider, according to the ruling of the contract, he has become his servant and can only achieve his own goals as far as possible.

Perhaps Gilgamesh agreed with Rider's opinion, perhaps because he was disdainful of killing a human with a treasure. The hand he finally raised was still put down, and the unsheathed treasure dissipated into a smoke-like shape.

"Close your mouth, human, this time you will save your life for the time being."

Ah, I actually held it back.