"Answer me, Iskandar!"
How intense and painful Faker's emotions are.
The rebukes that seemed to be boiling made the boys and girls who were just outsiders feel dizzy.
Especially for Gray, who had a contract with her and possessed a strong psychic quality, the strong impact that went straight into her soul almost made her unable to stand.
At that moment, a strange picture emerged in her mind.
It filled the entire field of vision. The water that poured down from the end of the horizon like an avalanche was so huge that even the word "huge" was not enough to describe it. The rumbling sound of the water alone seemed to be able to break the eardrums.
There were no clouds in the sky, and no wind on the ground. Everything was just the falling seawater. Perhaps this was what the so-called sea at the end of the world was all about.
However, this magnificent and breathtaking sea is constantly freezing.
The pure white waves stopped, the pouring water remained stagnant in its majestic posture, and then began to disintegrate from the edge. The waves that filled the field of vision turned into diamond stardust, and the world transformed into something else in the blink of an eye.
The one who caused all this was Faker. She roared loudly towards the sky, as if denying the entire world. The deep and thick resentment dripped from her long black hair and gradually covered the waves.
Freeze, sea.
World, stop.
This was not the first time she had seen this scene. Since she signed the contract with Faker, she had had such dreams several times and heard the same questions. Now, this resentment that was enough to erode the world finally had an object to vent.
Gray couldn't imagine how terrible it would be to face this resentment directly. Just watching made her tremble all over.
That giant—
That Servant—
The King—
he-
—Can you bear it
—What will you do
He stretched out his little finger, dug his ear, and muttered something under his breath.
"You're too loud. You weren't that loud before."
"Are you qualified to say that to others?" Faker said coldly, still keeping a frosty attitude, "Don't change the subject, answer my question."
"Oh." Iskandar continued to dig his ears, "What did you say just now? It was too loud and I couldn't hear it clearly."
"you!"
Faker was so angry that he kicked Iskandar twice. She grew up with Iskandar and is the latter's half, so they don't have to be polite when they are together.
"I ask you, why don't you give up? The sea at the end of the world doesn't exist, right?"
"It doesn't exist." The King of Conquerors admitted this frankly. "When I gained the knowledge of this era, I was really upset. I didn't expect that the earth was a closed sphere. Is there a worse joke in the world than this? Even so, reality is reality. The sea at the end of the world does not exist at all. My dream is just a delusion. Haha, it's a pity that I used this banner to make trouble all over the world and killed many fools who were willing to believe in me and follow me. Every one of them was a fool who was happy to be treated by others - those people were the first to fall down due to exhaustion, and until the end they were all dreaming of the sea at the end of the world that I talked about. Speaking of which, you are also one of these fools."
Faker snorted, and whether it was because of the king's attitude or the memory of the time they fought together, the coldness on his face eased a little.
"In the end, thanks to some smart people who doubted me, the Eastern Expedition was broken. I was quite dissatisfied at the time, but now it seems that they were right. If they continue like that, my army will be annihilated and we won't be able to go anywhere."
"If you know all that, why—"
"—But that's not a reason to give up, nor is it my true dream. The sea at the end of the world is just a product of a dream that has materialized, something that I imagined when I was still ignorant. I just want to challenge, I just want to conquer, the Hindu Kush, the Makran Desert... there is glory beyond—precisely because it is so far away, it is worth challenging. Sing praises to tyranny, show tyranny, for the sake of the ministers who are watching my back. This is the way of the king, the one and only conqueror, Iskandar."
Iskandar's expression is so sincere, his smile is so hearty, his eyes are so clear, his voice is so heroic, his extremely real posture and extremely strong will cannot be shaken even by Faker's resentment.
"You, you are such a hopeless bastard! You always like to talk nonsense, and yet there are so many people willing to believe it." Faker cursed with gritted teeth, but the strong resentment in his heart was reduced a lot.
"I have always been this kind of person, and you know it best." Iskandar was not ashamed of it, but proud of it.
"Don't you have any thought of giving up or retreating?" Faker asked unwillingly.
"Of course. But every time I think about it, I feel like someone is watching me from behind, witnessing my way of life and passing it on to future generations. How can I retreat and give up when being watched by such eyes? Revealing dreams is the king's duty!!!"
The burly giant raised his arms and shouted, looking a little silly, but it almost made Weber behind him cry.
Gray didn't know, Lanis didn't know, and Flat and Sfen didn't know either. Iskandar was indeed confused and upset, and even denied his own dream. Weber still couldn't forget the bitterness and indifference. However, he soon found himself and regained his goal.
The Holy Grail War that year not only changed Waver, but also made Iskandar truly see his own dream - only Waver knew all this.
It's not a fresh start, it's not a reset. Even though the Holy Grail has restricted me and my memories are gone, the passion and awareness in my heart still remain.
The king did not lie to me. The bond between the king and his subject is truly indelible.
The "brother and sister" who were confronting each other had no idea of Webber's feelings. Faker sighed: "Although it's still a heresy, at least you thought about it. It's much better than that time. I can accept this answer. But, since you thought so much, why are you still arm in arm with those idiots? Why are you still accepting those traitors?"
"No, you are wrong." Iskandar shook his head, his cheerful expression becoming serious. "They may be fools, but they are definitely not traitors. They obeyed the orders left by the king, which is also a reflection of their way of survival. I just said that revealing dreams is the king's duty. This is the dream they got from the king, and it is the greatest loyalty to the king. They are not wrong. Even if they are wrong, it is the king's fault, because it was the king who guided them in this way. The king will mourn for this and shed tears, but he will never blame them or hate them - if he really wants to hate, he should hate the king."