The Godslayer in the Sky of Fate

There were military gods, Maharajas, and the founders of successive dynasties. Gathered before them were unique heroes, heard of only in legends.

All of them possessed illustrious fame - all of them were warriors who had fought alongside the great Iskandar.

A horse without a rider came galloping towards Rider. It was a spirited and massive steed. If it had been a man, its might would have been no less formidable.

"Long time no see, partner."

Rider smiled childishly and hugged the horse's neck. It was obvious that "she" was the famous horse that would later be known as the legendary Bucephalus. With the conquering king, even the horse became a spirit.

Everyone could not utter anything but wonder. Even Archer, who also possessed an EX-grade Hyperbol, no longer sneered after seeing such a radiant army.

The heroes and heroines who had gambled on the king's dream to ride the sands together with the king.

The loyalty that never ended until death, the conquering king turned this into a broken treasure.

Saber was shaken, not by the power of his treasure, which shook her proud faith.

The perfect support for this-.

The bond between a vassal and a vassal known as a treasure...

In the pursuit of her career as an ideal knight-king, she never got what she never got to the end - the

"King - to live more truly than anyone else - to be admired by all!"

Rider, straddling the back of Bucephalus, shouted. And the spirits responded with the pounding of their shields, shouting in unison.

"The one who gathers the faith of all the brave and begins the expedition with the goal in mind is the king. So-"

"The King is not alone. For his volition is the desire of all his subjects!"

"Exactly! Precisely! Exactly!"

The exuberant shouts of the heroic spirits flew through the skies. No enemy or barrier whatsoever, as long as it appeared unthreatening to the conquering king and his friends. That high fighting spirit could cross the earth and cut off the ocean.

Therefore, the Assassins were nothing more than clouds and haze before them.

"Alright, let's begin Assassin."

Rider's smiling eyes were filled with grimness and cruelty. Facing those who ignored the king's words and refused the wine given by the king. He no longer wanted to show any mercy.

"As you can see, my figurative battlefield is the plains. I'm sorry, but I still have the advantage if I want to win with more."

Forgetting the Holy Grail at the moment, forgetting the mission of victory and the token spell. They had lost themselves.

Someone fled． Others cried out in self-loathing, and still others stood dumbly in place - the disheveled skeletal masks were really just a rabble.

"Ravage it!"

Rider ordered without hesitation. Then - "AAAALaLaLaLaLaie!!!"

The response he received was a huge roar. The invincible army that had once swept across Asia was now shaking once again

Chapter Fifteen The party is finally over.

Chapter Fourteen

The mighty army sweeps everything away.

No trace of Assassin could be seen anywhere in the "King's Army", leaving only a little blood and dust in the air.

"-Ooh!!!"

Cheers of victory rang out. Offering the victory to the king and praising the king's majesty at the same time, the spirits who had completed the task turned back to their spirit state and disappeared into the distance.

Afterwards, the boundary that had been maintained with the sum of their magic power was also lifted. The white, bright moonlight revealed silence, and not a trace of dust could be seen in the air.

The four Servants and two magicians sat back in their original seats and raised their glasses again.

"-What a bummer."

Rider muttered to himself as if nothing had happened, draining the rest of his glass.Saber didn't answer, and Nero seemed to be thinking about something. Neither spoke. Gold Flash, on the other hand, sneered with a somewhat disgruntled expression.

"Indeed, no matter how weak the mongrel is, it must have taken a lot of effort for even the king to come up together that much - Rider, you're really an eyesore."

"First things first, I'll have to fight you anyway."

Rider smiled unfazed and stood up.

"Finish what you want to say to each other, let's call it a day."

But Saber was still reeling from what Rider had said earlier and she wasn't willing to let him off the hook.

"Wait Rider, I haven't-"

"You shut up."

Rider stopped Saber's words with a strong tone.

"Tonight is a banquet among kings, but Saber, I do not recognize you as a king."

"Do you wish to continue to fool me, Rider."

Rider tried to fly away in his chariot and Yo spoke "Care to hear what I have to say about your kingly ways." Rider stopped, sat on the ground, looked at Yo and said, "Then I'll listen."

Yo spoke up. "I cannot deny you from your King's Way."

"But none of your kings ways are wrong."

"?" The crowd was curious.

"The paths of kings are all different, the true kings are all unique, and since they are praised by the people, they must have a reason for their existence."

"Saber is the king who makes the people happy and clean, but your king's path of kings only focuses on saving the people's bodies and ignores their spirits. Your own exalted, dazzling, and solitary nature makes the people unsure that they can do what she does. The people depended on her because of her ability, and when she lost her ability, they naturally abandoned her."

"RIDER is the way of being king who thinks he makes the people happy, your way of being king is to instill faith in the people, to inspire them, and to lead them to carry out that faith. Even if Alexander loses his power one day, his spirit lives on forever."

"Archer is a king who has the same kingship as RIDER, but abandons all laws and takes the king as the absolute meaning of kingship, and all things and all laws in the world are determined by the king."

"No one has ever been able to have the complete king's way." Yo so said "As the times change, so does the King's Way, a King's Way may be able to rule for a while, but it will never rule an era."

"So, none of you are wrong, but neither are you right."

The crowd was silent after hearing this.

After a while.

Golden Flash Herr laughed loudly. "Are those your words, Bal." He wasn't calling a mongrel anymore, it was an acknowledgement, a heartfelt recognition of Yo.