"Holy Sword Maker, how do you feel now? I should have saved your life just now. Is this the expression I have when I treat my benefactor? Is it possible that I am on the same level as Gilgamesh in your eyes?" From a bad point of view, the two of you can only be regarded as half a catty. Although I think so from the bottom of my heart, Saber, who has changed two masters in a row, feels that she has no right to say anything about others. Although the reason for changing masters is completely different, compared with the warrior from the east, the Knight King Feeling a little panicky. But he couldn't refuse the master's order, not to mention that Roland did save him. As a knight, he failed to fulfill his duty of protection and was instead protected. Such a wonderful experience made Saber stand up and salute Roland solemnly. This made Roland a little uncomfortable. "Although I guessed that you won, but looking at Lancelot's state before his death, he is more at ease as a loser than you as a winner." "Because Sir Lancelot... is more suitable than me. He can find a reason to swing the sword, but I don't know what I should do." Saber's face was full of depression, and she looked a bit self-defeating. "But didn't you do a good job? A perfect king without selfish desires. Because of this, Lancelot regretted his original decision." "But this alone is not enough. I seem to have saved everything, but I can't do anything. Sir Lancelot made me realize why I am fighting. What does this sentence mean?"
"It's just a literal meaning," Roland shrugged. "Sometimes, I find that perfectionists like you are easy to get into the horns, put aside your current dreams, and when you are not dead, what are you fighting for?" ?” "Fairness and justice." No matter what the situation, no matter what status, King Arthur can always make a clear decision, which is one of the reasons why he is called the ideal king. Just like when he rejected Mordred's succession to the throne, it was not because of his prejudice against his identity, but because the other party did not have the qualifications to be the successor to the throne. People around are increasingly suspicious. Saber looked at Roland, hoping to get his comment on this answer. And Roland nodded without hesitation, "As expected of my servant, I think exactly the same as me, and I also fight for justice." "Oh... ah?" The old sword's unsmiling face is rare. Roland is fighting for justice? Even though he has only been in contact with Roland for a few incidents, he can still see that Roland is scheming some kind of conspiracy, but at present, Roland has not done anything really bad, even if Lancelot fights him Out of Lancelot's own will, that's why Saber accepted this Master. "It's no wonder you don't believe it. After all, I'm not a partner of justice in the broad sense. The justice I fight for is very small, so small that it can only cover me alone." Saber fell into deep thought, and after a while, he finally spoke: "Although I don't understand this kind of individual justice, I will accept his existence, but in this way, Britain cannot be protected, and he cannot benefit the people." "Why not?" Roland tilted his head and said doubtfully, "Spread my justice to the whole world, then isn't my justice the justice of the world?" "Anyway, human beings are like a flock of pigeons. If one flies to the right, all of them will fly to the right. You only need to put on a pose and step on the top of the flock of pigeons to control the direction of progress." "I can't accept this kind of rule. It completely violates the will of the people. Even if it succeeds, how can you guarantee that your actions are in line with justice!" Saber was a little angry, such a tyrant was exactly what he despised, and the concept of the Knights of the Round Table included the origin of equality from the very beginning. But Roland just smiled disdainfully, showing his white teeth, and answered in a natural tone. "My heart and my deeds are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is justice!" Such a pure and extreme thought made Saber open his mouth wide, not knowing how to respond, even if it was an extreme sophistry, he couldn't find words to refute it for a while. But Roland did not let him go, and began to chase after the victory, "And, isn't this what you are doing?" "Master!"
Saber raised her head and looked at Roland with a serious expression. Although this was the first time they got along formally, Saber had already deeply realized that Roland was the type she was least good at dealing with, and she tried her best not to conflict with Roland. But this matter still angered Saber. "Why, did I say something wrong?" Roland's eyes were still very playful, as if he didn't see Saber's expression. "Blindly wanting to save this country, you have indeed fulfilled the justice of being a king, the lives that have survived from that suffering, and have reproduced to this day, are not the same as the lives that exist in the homeland you want to protect. Is it?" From this point of view, the compatibility between Saber and Kiritsugu is not bad, although the form of bewilderment is different, but the essence is not much different. Extreme selflessness is essentially a kind of selfishness. When life needs to be judged by value and quantity, it is easy for people to go to extremes. "I... I... must save Britain." Saber was speechless, with ambiguous words in his mouth, Roland's words really hit his pain point. "So this is your dream?" But Roland was unreasonable, "You are not a guy who was born to be a king. If you were so enlightened before you pulled out the sword in the stone, then I have nothing to say. I said it, but if not, you have to think about whether protecting Britain is a means to fulfill your dream or a goal." Listening to these pungent words, Saber forced a wry smile on her pensive and melancholy expression. He remained silent, and began to recall the time that he hadn't recalled for a long time. Before pulling out the sword, Meili had told him this about the ending and destiny of Britain, but he still chose to accept this fate without hesitation. At that time, Saber replied like this. "There were a lot of people laughing, and I thought, there must be nothing wrong with that." He has no dreams, but at least he can protect the dreams of others. This simple reason is the motivation for Saber to move forward. "I thought, guard their smiles, guard the hope that exists." "Then do it. Compared with the past and the future, being able to protect the smile of the present is a remarkable thing." Roland nodded, seemingly casually said, stretched out his hand, and patted Saber's shoulder. "I'm not a good person in the strict sense, and I can't guarantee my future direction, but at least, in this Holy Grail War, I can guarantee that I am righteous." Compared with the evils of this world, Roland, who only wanted to get his body and retrieve his spell, was simply good. The fundamental reason why he could accept the old sword was because there was no fundamental conflict between their goals. Looking at Roland who was not confused, and was able to quickly see through the essence and give guidance to others, Saber sighed sincerely. "Master, you are so powerful." —— A few hours ago, in the underground of Tohsaka Mansion far away from the battlefield, Tohsaka Tokiomi sighed deeply. Since the last time, Archer didn't even know where he planned to go, and this follower now completely regards himself as nothing. Even if he respectfully handed over his advice, he could only be scolded. Among the master-slave relationships of all masters, there is probably no existence worse than himself. Even so, Tohsaka Tokiomi did not regret his decision to use that command spell. The King of Heroes is the strongest Heroic Spirit, and until now, he has been convinced of this. Apart from his overly arrogant character, Archer is almost impeccable. In theory, even if he doesn't do anything, he can still wait for the victory of the Holy Grail War.
But Tohsaka Tokiomi couldn't accept this model of throwing his hands away as a shopkeeper, he had to maintain a certain degree of control over his followers. Fortunately, even though Archer didn't listen to orders very much, his disciple Kirei was still as loyal as ever. With his assassin, he can always get the battle information at the first time, and install familiars so that he can micro-manage the situation on the battlefield. "master." A familiar voice came from outside the door, Kotomine Kirei walked in and began to report the situation. "According to Assassin's report, Archer seems to have gone to Einzbern, and Berserker and Saber seem to be fighting in the forest." "From this point of view, if it goes well, maybe an opponent can be eliminated today." Tohsaka Tokiomi showed a leisurely look, and looked at the magic furnace that had started running behind him. "This battle came at a really timely time. The construction of the magic furnace has just finished. After the brisk battle is over, Archer's anger must have dissipated a lot." "To this day, the disciple has not been able to make meritorious deeds for you. I am really ashamed." Kotomine Kirei lowered his head deeply, but Tosaka Tokiomi waved his hand indifferently. "This year's masters are basically veterans. It's normal to be on guard against assassins. It's not your fault." Saying that, Tohsaka Tokiomi stood up, and picked up a slender black box from the table. "Because money was a little tight a few days ago, and I didn't have time to prepare your graduation gift, I hope it's not too late now." Tohsaka Tokiomi pushed the box in his hand over with a smile, Kotomine Kirei opened the box, and looked at the dagger inside. Kotomine Kirei recognized this thing, the Mercury Sword, a high-quality magic dress, the gems inlaid on its tail handle are very delicate, both the price and the purpose are very decent. "Master, such kindness..." Before Kotomine Kirei finished speaking, a dark red light flashed across the room. This was a sign that the magic barrier was touched, Tohsaka Tokiomi quickly stood up. Looking at the outer barrier, the pitch-black swarms are raging everywhere. "Insect art from the Matou family? Hmph, knowing that Archer is not here, do you want to take this opportunity to come and make a deal?" Even at the critical moment of being invaded, Tohsaka Tokiomi still maintained a calm attitude and quickly took out his usual wand. Thinking of the master of the Matou family, Tosaka Tokiomi became even more calm. Matou Kariya is just a half-baked guy, a guy who has given up halfway on the road to magic, and he can't even make people vigilant. What's more, there is Kotomine Kirei by his side, this disciple who once shined as an agent, is even more professional in fighting magicians. "Kirei, please wait for a moment, now that you are my ally and your identity has not been exposed, there is no need to wait for the opportunity, just sit and wait." Tohsaka Tokiomi calmly judged the current situation, and quickly went downstairs to meet the enemy. "The key to open the magic furnace is on the table. If it lights up, it proves that Archer is consuming a lot of magic power. Please help me open it then, so that I can avoid being distracted during the battle." Seeing his decisive actions, Kotomine Kirei's voice unexpectedly became a little worried and urgent. "master……" Keenly aware of this, Tosaka Tokiomi was even more relieved. Although he only had two short years of experience, Kotomine Kirei was undoubtedly a trustworthy talent.
"There's nothing to be afraid of, Kirei." Tokiomi Tohsaka walked downstairs confidently, without turning his head, and said, "The wind of victory is blowing from behind me, just wait for the good news." Tohsaka Tokiomi walked calmly in his garden, as if this was not a battlefield fraught with danger. Kotomine Kirei looked at the back of his master Jujue, stretched out his index finger, gently stroked the edge of the mercury sword, and prayed sincerely. "Master... don't just die like this." Tohsaka Tokiomi walked in his garden indifferently, ignoring the swarm of insects around him, and walked straight to the figure wrapped in black in the garden. Even on the dangerous battlefield, Tohsaka Tokiomi maintained his usual graceful posture. "Matou Kariya, I want to praise you for the time being. Although you are only a half-way monk, you are so courageous and dare to challenge the Tohsaka's workshop openly. I really don't know if you are stupid or fearless." Kariya Matou didn't respond, but just waved his hand, and the black swarm of insects surrounded Tohsaka Tokiomi in an instant, telling the hatred in his heart, but Tokiomi frowned, and raised the civilized stick in his hand . Without the slightest hesitation, Tohsaka Tokiomi opened the defensive formation, centered on the huge ruby on the Civilization Staff, symbolizing the precise formation of the Tohsaka family crest, Tohsaka Tokiomi also methodically opened the chant . "Give harsh cremation to our enemies!" The red fire snake crawled out from the defensive formation and quickly swept through the swarm of insects. Tokiomi Tohsaka could have predicted the next scene. In the dancing flames, the corpses of the insects continued to scatter. After the familiar died, Matou Kariya could only urge the last swarm to fight to the death, and at this time, he was giving him the final sanction. However, the development of the matter was completely beyond Tohsaka Tokiomi's expectations. Not only were the flying insects not burned to death by the flames, but absorbed them, like locusts crossing the border, they devoured the flames he released, and their bodies brightened. With a scorching light, he rushed towards him without fear of death! Such a scene can't help but make Tohsaka Tokiomi turn pale with shock. This has already violated the common sense of magic. It is not difficult for the Matou family to make insects with fireproof properties, but it is completely impossible to make insects that treat flames as nothing. Two different things. What's more, the insect swarm in front of him is far from afraid of flames, the flames he releases seem to be their food. It's too weird! Tohsaka Tokiomi just swung a new defensive formation, but the swarm did not bite. Instead, they lay on top of the defensive formation, their bodies continued to swell, and finally turned into brilliant flames! Such a scene made Tohsaka Tokiomi no longer caring about elegance, he quickly rolled around on the ground, threw out the gems infused with magic power, formed a barrier, and only then managed to block the blow. "You guy, are you really Kariya Matou?" Tohsaka Tokiomi's tone became serious, and he said in disbelief. But the figure wrapped in the black robe only responded with actions. He threw off the black robe used to cover it casually, and revealed his skin made of emerald green scales, strange sharp claws, and hideous and terrifying face. Fully displayed in front of the shocked Tohsaka Tokiomi, he greeted affectionately. "Yo, Tokiomi, I'm back from hell." 16000/16000, Fat Chirp has been burned out, I owe it to the statistics tomorrow when the results come out...
