I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

"Answer me, Iskandar!"

Faker's feelings are so intense and painful.

The scolding sound that seemed to be boiling made the boys and girls who were just outsiders feel dizzy.

Especially Gray, who had made a contract with her and had strong spiritual qualities, the strong impact that penetrated her soul almost made her unable to stand.

At that moment, a strange picture appeared in her mind.

Filled the entire field of vision. The sea water pouring down like an avalanche from the end of the horizon cannot even be described by words like "great". Just the sound of the rumbling water seemed to be able to burst the eardrums.

There were no clouds in the sky, and no wind was moving on the ground. The falling water is everything. The so-called sea at the end of the world may be just like this.

However, the sea that is so spectacular and takes away people's hearts is constantly freezing.

The pure white waves were stopped, and the pouring water maintained 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.

And it was Faker who caused all this. She roared loudly towards the sky, seeming to be denying the entire world. The deep resentment that was so thick that it could not be dispelled dripped down from her long black hair, gradually covering the waves.

Ocean, freeze.

World, stop it.

This is not the first time she has seen this scene. Since signing the contract with Faker, she has had such dreams several times and heard the same questions, and now the resentment that can corrode the world finally has someone to vent to.

Gray couldn't imagine how terrible it would be to face this resentment head-on. Just watching made her tremble.

That giant man——

That servant——

That king——

he--

——Can you bear it?

——What will you do?

He - stretched out his little finger, picked his ears, and whispered something softly.

"It's too loud. You didn't have such a loud voice before."

"Are you qualified to tell others about this?" Faker still maintained a stern expression and said coldly, "Don't change the subject and answer my question."

"Oh." Iskandar continued to pick his ears, "What did you just say? The sound was too loud and I didn't hear it clearly."

"you--!"

Faker was so angry that he kicked Iskandar hard again. She grew up with Iskandar and was half the latter, so she didn't have that much etiquette when getting along.

"I ask you, why don't you give up? The sea at the end of the world doesn't exist at all, does it?"

"It doesn't exist." The King of Conqueror admitted this frankly. "When I got the knowledge of this era, I was really uncomfortable. I didn't expect that the earth is a closed sphere. There is something more complicated than this in the world. Is it a bad joke? 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 shame that I used this kind of banner to fool around around the world and got people killed. There are many fools who are willing to believe in me and follow me. Each of them is a fool who is happy for others - those people are the first to collapse from exhaustion. Until the end, they are dreaming of the end of the world that I said. Hai. Speaking of which, you are also one of these fools."

Faker snorted, and whether it was because of the king's attitude or recalling the time they spent fighting together, the coldness on his face eased slightly.

"In the end, thanks to smart people who doubted me, the Eastern Expedition failed. At that time, I was quite dissatisfied, but now it seems that they were right. If this continues, my army will be completely annihilated. You can’t even go.”

"Since you know everything, why-"

"——But that is not a reason to give up, nor is it my true dream. The sea at the end of the world is just a materialized product of the dream, something imagined by me who was ignorant at the time. I just want to challenge and conquer , Hindu Kush Peak, Maklan Desert... there is glory in the other side - it is precisely because it is so far away that it has the value of challenge. He sings and shows his domineering, for the sake of his courtiers who are watching his back. This is me. , the royal path of the unique conquering king 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 figure, and his extremely strong will cannot be shaken even by Faker's resentment.

"You, you are such a hopeless bastard! You always like to talk nonsense, yet so many people are willing to believe it." Faker cursed through gritted teeth, but the strong resentment in him was reduced a lot.

"I have always been like this. You know this best." Iskandar was not ashamed, but proud.

"Don't you have any thoughts of giving up or retreating?" Faker asked reluctantly.

"Of course there is. However, whenever I think like this, I feel like someone is watching me from behind, witnessing my way of survival, and passing it on to future generations. How can I be looked at by such eyes? Being able to shrink back and give up—it’s the king’s duty to reveal his dream!!!”

The burly man raised his arms and shouted, looking a little silly, but it almost made Weber behind him cry.

Gray didn't know, Lenis didn't know, and Flat and Sven didn't know that Iskandar had indeed been confused and upset about it, and even denied his own dream. The bitterness and pain The indifferent Weber is still unforgettable. However, he soon found himself again and regained his goals.

The Holy Grail War that year not only changed Weber, but also allowed Iskandar to truly see his dream clearly - only Weber knew all this.

It’s not about starting over, it’s not about returning to zero. Even though he was restricted by the Holy Grail and his memory was no longer there, the passion and awareness in his heart still remained.

The king did not lie to me. The bond between the king and his ministers is truly indelible.

Weber's mood was unknown to the confronting "brothers and sisters." Faker sighed: "Although it is still nonsense, at least you have thought about it, and it is much better than that time. I can accept this answer. But, since you have thought about it, There are so many, why do you still hang out with those idiots? Why do you still accept those traitors?"

"No, you are wrong." Iskandar shook his head, and his cheerful expression became solemn, "They may be idiots, but they are definitely not traitors. They followed the orders left by the king, which is also their way of survival. Reflect. I just said that it is the king's obligation to reveal the dream. This is the dream they got from me, and it is the greatest loyalty to me. They are not wrong. Even if they are wrong, it is my fault, because it is me. The king guided them this way. I will mourn for this and shed tears, but I will never blame them for resenting them - if I really want to resent them, I should also resent me."