The one who voiced the question was Webber, but Sakutsuki did not answer. Instead, he wore a knowing smile.
At last, the banquet he had been waiting for had arrived—
"Hahaha! It seems young Sakutsuki already understands what I mean!"
Amid thunderous, joyous laughter, the king who had descended in the name of "conquest" raised his arms and proclaimed, just as he had in the warehouse district when he challenged every Heroic Spirit:
"In the age I lived in, I no longer had any rivals. The wonder of the Holy Grail War lies in gathering heroes from different eras onto the same stage!"
That bright, soaring voice reflected the pride in the king's heart:
"This Holy Grail War even has three kings, myself included. My blood boils at the thought of drawing my sword and fighting them right now! To show the world my tyranny, my domination!"
"But before that, I wish to know how we kings recorded upon the Throne of Heroes differ in stature, and whether our paths as kings can be ranked against one another—so let us invite every king to drink the fine wine of this new age together!"
"For now, let words be our weapons, and our wills the battlefield. In the name of the King of Conquerors, I shall lay down a new path of domination!"
These were the heartfelt words of Iskandar, the King of Conquerors, and also his declaration of war.
Conquering the body was not true conquest; conquering the heart was. As the King of Conquerors, he would defeat the kings of other ages openly and honorably, thoroughly dominate his opponents in both spirit and body. Only then could the greatness of this expedition be displayed!
Sakutsuki did not respond, not because he did not qualify as a king, but because