A Hunter Starting from the Hunter x Hunter World
Chapter 734

A Thousand-Mile Delivery of Heads, a Small Gift Rich in Sentiment

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There is no doubt that for Saber, Golden Flash, Rider and Allen sitting in the center of the courtyard, these assassins are not even a threat. At best, they can only be regarded as uninvited clowns at the king's banquet.

But for Magus like Waver and Irisviel, it is a big threat.

You must know that Master of Fourth Holy Grail War is not the "god" in Fifth Holy Grail War who dares to directly confront the powerful Heroic Spirit in myths and legends.

What's even more outrageous is that they actually won in the end.

Therefore, both Saber and Rider responded immediately and blocked the two people behind them.

Among them, Rider even asked King of Heroes: "Did you arrange this? Archer!"

"Tokiomi this guy! Do all kinds of dirty things!"

Golden Flash did not answer directly. Instead, he showed an expression of extreme disgust and disgust towards his own Master.

Obviously, Tokiomi's move made him feel offended and embarrassed.

After all, tonight was the king's banquet, and Assassin's appearance was like a mouse droppings falling into a delicious soup pot, destroying all the joy that had finally been brewing.

Perhaps stimulated by the murderous aura in the surrounding air, Waver, who had been stunned by Conqueror's Haki and fell into a coma, quickly woke up.

When he saw Hassan standing densely around him, he was so frightened that he screamed, "Ahhh! What's going on? Why are there so many Assassins? Can't Servant only be able to summon one?"

"We are separated individuals! We are both a group and an individual, just like a shadow separated from a person's body." Hassan gave the answer in a tone without any emotion.

"That's it! It's Heroic Spirit with multiple personalities. Each personality has materialized independently." Waver was so shocked that his voice trembled.

For Magus at his current level, even the trashiest Heroic Spirit can easily kill him.

Not to mention, Assassin is already proficient in stealth and assassination.

Seeing his Master's nervous look, Rider continued to drink wine as if no one else was around. At the same time, he comforted him without looking back, "Hey, hey! Boy, don't be so panicked. Whether you have the tolerance to accept everyone who comes is also the standard for a king to measure."

"Do you want to invite even that kind of rabble to the banquet? King of Conquerors! If I remember correctly, the banquet held tonight should be the king's. The rats in the sewer are not qualified to serve on the table." Golden Flash said with strong contempt and dissatisfaction in his tone.

"There is no need to be so mean. The king's words are for all people. If people listen sincerely, there is no need to distinguish between ourselves and our enemies."

The words just fell!

Rider immediately took out a spoonful of the low-quality red wine from the bucket next to him, raised it high and said to the uninvited Assassin: "Come on! You're welcome! If you want to talk freely, come and drink together. This wine is with your blood!"

The next second...

Whoosh!

A dagger flew from the front, cutting the spoon and its handle in half on the spot. The red wine instantly dyed Rider's commemorative T-shirt with the "Grand Strategy" game printed on it.

Seeing this scene, Allen immediately held his forehead and sighed, "You guys are really good at it. Well, it seems that I don't need to take action today."

"That's it!"

Seeing the large red wine stain on the clothes, the expression on Rider's face immediately became very scary, and then he slowly stood up.

"I have already said that these wines are your blood. Since you insist on discarding them like brooms, there is nothing you can do."

Soon, with the release of his magic power, he put on the armor and red cloak that he would only wear in battle, and shouted without looking back, "Saber! Archer! And Berserker! This is the last question of this banquet! I want to ask, as a king, is it necessary to be aloof?"

"Haha!"

Golden Flash did not answer directly, but raised the corner of his mouth and showed a smile.

Allen also did not answer directly, just holding his chin and admiring the heroic appearance of this great conqueror in history.

Only Saber answered solemnly, "Since he is the king! I have no choice but to be aloof..."

"No! You don't understand at all! For those of you who don't understand, I must show my true kingly demeanor here."

After that, with Rider as the center, white light engulfed everything at an extremely fast speed.

When the white light disappeared, the place where everyone was was no longer the courtyard of Einzbern family Castle, but an endless desert.

When the wind blew by, yellow sand all over the sky flew with the wind, which shocked many people from the bottom of their hearts.

"It's actually Inherent Domain? How is this possible!" Irisviel called out the name of this ability.

As the name suggests, the so-called Inherent Domain is a powerful magic that can materialize one's own mental landscape. It belongs to a special branch that materializes fantasy.

Once this thing is activated, it will change the surrounding space and eventually create a small world.

It is equivalent to locking yourself and everyone involved in a parallel space that is relatively isolated from the outside world. No matter how fierce the battle breaks out inside, it will not have the slightest impact on the real world.

Similarly, because its power is so amazing, Inherent Domain is praised by Magus as the "magic" closest to "magic".

Mage's Association even listed it in the "Forbidden Curse Directory".

"Hahahaha!

This is the land where my army once galloped!

It is a scene that will forever remain in the heart of the warriors who share the joys and sorrows with me!

This world, this landscape takes shape because it belongs to the deepest longings of all of us.

Look!

My unparalleled army!

Even though the body is destroyed and the soul is summoned by the world as Heroic Spirit, warriors who are still willing to be loyal to me!

My bond with them is my most precious treasure, my royal way!

Also my Iskandar's strongest Noble Phantasm——Army of the King! "

Following Rider's extremely proud and proud introduction, the huge Burning Legion appeared out of thin air on the desert and immediately raised its weapon and let out a thundering cheer.

That astonishing momentum is enough to make anyone who sees it feel excited.

Similarly, this great conqueror in history also exudes a Haki that is completely different from other Servant from the inside out.

"This... each of these soldiers is actually Servant!" Waver was shaking violently uncontrollably.

Respect!

worship!

Excited!

He didn't know how to describe his inner feelings at this moment.

But one thing is certain, that is, he was completely impressed by the charm of King of Conquerors in front of him.

"Interesting! I can't help but want to do it now."

Staring at the endless Burning Legion composed of Heroic Spirit in front of him, the corners of Allen's mouth raised slightly, and one of his hands subconsciously rested on the hilt of the sword.

But it didn't take long before he suppressed the urge again.

After all, it was the other party's moment to perform, and he didn't intend to steal anyone's limelight, at least not now.

"Long time no see, my old friend."

Rider and Bucephalus, the fierce horse he had tamed when he was twelve years old and also his best partner on the battlefield, hugged each other affectionately.

After doing all this, he immediately turned around and shouted at everyone including Saber: "The so-called king! He is the person who lives the most exciting life and fascinates everyone. Only the one who is the envy of all warriors and guides everyone forward can be the king. Therefore, the king is not aloof. Because his great ambition is the sum of the aspirations of all his subjects."

Every time Iskandar said a word, thousands of the Burning Legion composed of Heroic Spirit cheered loudly in response, making people involuntarily feel that the greatest king in the world is nothing more than this.

Of course, this does not include Golden Flash and Allen.

You must know that both of them have seen too many people with more personal charm than King of Conquerors, so at best they only appreciate them with a little admiration.

Rider noticed this, got on his horse, smiled and said to the frightened Hassan not far ahead, "Then, let's start! Assassin! As you can see, our materialized battlefield is a desert, without any place to cover or hide. What's even more unfortunate is that we, with the larger number of people, occupy the advantageous location."

Having said this, he raised the dagger in his hand high and rushed out first.

"Ravage it!"

Rumble...

Tens of thousands of Heroic Spirit soldiers ran instantly, setting off a sky full of yellow sand on this land, and in the blink of an eye, only a few dozen Hassan soldiers were completely submerged.

Although they are all Heroic Spirit, and in terms of individual combat effectiveness, Assassin may be a little stronger than those ordinary soldiers.

But in the face of this overwhelming numerical advantage, any struggle is futile and meaningless.

Some clones even threw away their weapons and chose to wait for death.

Because from the moment Inherent Domain unfolded, they completely lost.

"It's spectacular, isn't it?"

Allen asked with a smile Saber beside him who was shocked to the point of being speechless.

"This can't be called a battle at all! It's a massacre!" Artoria gave his own evaluation in a low voice.

Hearing these words, Allen immediately shook his head and corrected. "No! You are wrong! What we are seeing now is the essence of war. What do you think war is? A confrontation of evenly matched opponents? Or Duel Gundam full of Knight's Honor? No! Neither! War is the crushing and conquest of the weak by the strong. Subjugation and plunder are the dominance and life-killing of the weak by the strong. Rider knows this very well, so he has become one of the greatest conquerors in human history. The world is cruel, and it will continue to be cruel. As a leader of a country, it is not enough to have high morals, but you must also learn to be cruel, both internally and externally."

"Am I... really not fit to be a king?"

Saber stared at the man in the distance who raised his dagger and cheered for victory, once again falling into deep self-doubt and denial.

"Are you still struggling with this issue?"

Allen raised his eyebrows in surprise, feeling that he was completely defeated by the other party's seriousness and stubbornness.

"Tell me! Berserker! Am I really not fit to be a king?"

Artoria seemed to be a little confused. He suddenly came closer and asked sternly. The iconic stupid hair on his head was almost poking into Allen's face.

Feeling the hot breath exhaled from Saber's mouth and nose due to excitement, Allen showed a trace of pity in his eyes and answered without thinking, "On the contrary!

I think you may be the most ideal form of monarch in most people's minds.

Justice!

Be brave!

Integrity!

Be brave enough to admit your mistakes!

Never shirk responsibility!

These are the best virtues of a leader.

It's a pity that you were born in the wrong era and lacked sufficient governance skills and political skills, so you failed.

You must know that governing a country cannot be accomplished by just one or two wise monarchs.

It is also necessary to select a large number of talents to implement effective management.

So in my opinion, the destruction of Britain Kingdom is not your responsibility alone, but everyone including Knights of the Round Table, the lord and your ambitious sister made fatal mistakes.

What you need is not to try to change the final result, but to let go of the past and embrace the future.

Remember!

Before becoming King of Britain, you were first a girl named Artoria Pendragon.

The former is just your identity, status, career and work, while the latter is the real you.

You should first understand what you desire instead of always seeing yourself as the Incarnations of the entire country.

Sometimes letting go is more difficult and requires more courage and wisdom than persisting.

In addition, I don't think Holy Grail has the ability to change established history.

Even if your wish succeeds, it is likely that what will change is only Britain Kingdom in the parallel world, not the motherland you have always wanted to protect..."

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