"A king should bear the hopes of the entire nation and its people, sacrificing themselves to fulfill their wishes. This is an inescapable responsibility, and likewise an obligation that must be fulfilled."
Artoria lowered her head and voiced the truest thoughts in her heart in a somewhat dejected tone.
Although she knew very well that the other two tyrants present today would never agree with her.
Especially the King of Heroes, who was practically laughing himself breathless—he would one hundred percent take her for a fool.
As for Allen, who wore a smile the entire time yet said nothing, Saber had no idea what he was thinking.
Upon hearing this, Rider immediately revealed an expression of pity and sympathy, commenting in a low voice, "That is no way for a person to live."
"If one wishes to become a king and rule a country, then one cannot expect to live like ordinary people."
Artoria raised her head to stare into his eyes, and for some reason, her attitude became exceedingly aggressive.
"King of Conquerors, someone like you, who seeks the Holy Grail only to obtain a body and becomes a conqueror merely to satisfy endless desires, could never understand!"
"A king without desire is worse than a vase!"
Rider had clearly become somewhat angry as well, immediately firing back without restraint.
"Saber!
You said just now that you sacrificed yourself for your ideals?
You must once have been a pure and incorruptible saint, then?
You must have possessed a noble, inviolable bearing?
But who would yearn for that arduous path of thorns, to martyr oneself for the Way?
Who would desire it?
A true king...
Should be the one with the strongest greed, the happiest laughter, and the fiercest rage!
Both the pure and the impure sides must reach the