"Alexander, what is your kingdom?" Jiang Lin stood up from the wine table and said.

Alexander did not answer. Isn’t it like a primary school student who answers questions?

Moreover, he knew he didn't need an answer.

Because Jiang Lin doesn't need it.

"I don't know." Jiang Lin continued directly.

"All I know is just a corner of time that appears and disappears from the fog of history. I cannot know your exact kingdom."

"All I can do is to evaluate the results of your implementation of the kingly way, and make a 'correct' or 'error' according to my standards."

"Alexander, you probably understand what I will make, right?" Jiang Lin said, smiling.

"Of course, you never agree with me." Alexander took a sip of wine and laughed.

"Yes, in terms of the consequences, your empire was a failure. Although your name was admired by countless people in later generations and worshipped your glory, your rule was bad. You unite your subordinates with your personal charm, but that's all. The distribution of interests of your empire is chaotic, and there is no distribution method that is enough to be recognized by everyone. When you are alive, you calm the disputes caused by chaos with your personal charm and skills, but after you die, no one can solve these things like you.

This led to the fact that after you die, your empire quickly fell apart due to the imbalance of interests. For an empire, your rule is extremely bad. For ordinary humans living in your empire, you gave them your dreams, but they collapsed and died in a short time, making them who were pursuing you lose their dreams and their confidence in your empire. People cannot see what good your empire has to do to them. For later generations, there is no interest in restoring the Macedonian Empire at all." Jiang Lin said.

"For me, the spirit of the demonic path will be passed down from ancient times. I will disdain your spiritual core that has not even been passed down for a generation!"

"Gudu..." Listening to Jiang Lin's words, Alexander took another big sip of wine.

"This is really... I can't refute it. I didn't care about anything everlasting." Alexander laughed.

"The things in later generations are the things in later generations. I have shown all the charm that the king can show. If the people in later generations do not choose me, I will still be the king."

"So, this is a different way." Jiang Lin and Alexander clinked the cup.

Then laughed.

A temporary peace treaty was signed here with Alexander's battle of argument.

"Hmph, the dreaming mad dog." Gilgamesh looked cold.

The guy in front of him said that he couldn't drink, but he drank more than he did.

"Gilgamesh, no one knows the glory of Uruk now, how do you feel?" Jiang Lin said.

The war with Alexander came to an end and it was time to go next.

"Hmph, I am not interested in the idea of ​​a miscellaneous cultivator or a mad dog." Gilgamesh said.

"Hahaha, it's your style. As the lord of a city at the beginning of human civilization, your rule is indeed enough to rely solely on your absolute autocracy." Jiang Lin responded "gentle" to Gilgamesh's swearing.

"In today's perspective, Uruk's population is not large. A king with a wise mind and an administrative system that fully conveys his will is enough to operate Uruk's ups and downs. Moreover, in your time, human beings are still struggling for survival and not having too many spiritual pursuits. They also need a wise enough king to lead them so that they can understand what spiritual pursuits are faster."

"It's a pity that your time is over. Whether it's a tyrant or a wise king, the era of tyrants and dreams of all the people is bound together, and the era of using the king to rule everything has long ended. The last glory of this type of king is Alexander. In this era, you can only lie in the gift of the world, boasting about the glory of the past in memories."

"Mad Dog."

"Hello……"

Jiang Lin's map cannon made Gilgamesh draw his sword on the spot. Alexander also knocked his head helplessly.

Fortunately, at this moment when the negotiations broke down and the decisive battle was immediately launched, a Wang who had not spoken yet.

"Berserker, although I don't agree with the kingly way of rider and archer, your words seem to have entangled me, right?" said Artoria.

Her opening made both Gilgamesh and Alexander pause the movement.

The king's banquet was out of respect for the king's name, and he could not stop the king's speech in any way.

These are the rules they set for themselves.

So Artolia's opening made them postpone the "decisive battle"...

Well, Alexander may be fine. It is really hard to say how long can Gilgamesh, the tyrannical archer, endured as a brute, tolerate it.

"Arthur, I do not deny that my words also contain you. Your situation is even worse than Alexander and Gilgamesh. If Gilgamesh's era still needed a king like him, Alexander could still maintain the last glory of this kind of king. In your era, this kind of king can only support everything by himself." Jiang Lin said to Artoria.

"My subjects have always supported me." Artoria retorted.

Hold everything on your own?

This king has notified Britain for more than ten years.

Although it finally collapsed, I have never ruled with a high pressure. If my subjects do not recognize me, how could it take more than ten years under my rule?

Moreover, if I had really ruled at a high pressure, no one could resist me, who had the holy gun and the holy sword in my hand and had Avalon from the beginning. Artoria thought.

"Arthur, you took the noble knighthood as your banner and led the human race to enter the new era to defeat the Futigen, who represents the afterglow of the gods. At that time, you represented progress, so you could win. So people recognized your knighthood and pursued your glory. But this does not mean that your knighthood is what people pursue."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Your knight's way is noble, but the way that requires restraint can only be used as a way of self-identity and cannot be promoted to the people. All you can do is propaganda and expect people to identify with each other, rather than being kings, establishing a noble Camelo and making nobility a symbol of your kingdom."

"At this point, you are no different from Alexander and Gilgamesh. You are all forcing your people to identify with your will. Your differences are only in the difference in will."

"But Arthur, your will is noble, and it is more suitable for ordinary people's cultivation and rest than Alexander and Gilgamesh. So in an era that is completely unsuitable, you can succeed and even maintain such a long rule."

"You..." Artoria frowned. She was not happy at all about Jiang Lin comparing her to Gilgamesh and Alexander. She considered herself the king of the people, and was completely different from the two tyrants.

She wanted to refute a few words, but Jiang Lin hadn't finished speaking yet.

As a knight, she could not force Jiang Lin to stop, so she could only continue to listen.

"Out of Knights, you can listen to others' thoughts more than Alexander and Gilgamesh. But after all, you just listen."

"You won't make any changes. No matter what the other person says, you will only recognize what you designated Knight Road recognizes."

"So in the end, your kingdom will still collapse. Because those who keep giving advice but cannot continue to respond, they will find that their king does not recognize their advice at all. This pain of being a loyal minister but not being recognized will cause them to leave in pain. Although they are still loyal, they can't work with you."

"..." Artoria was silent.

It seems that this really explains my past?

"So, berserker, do you not agree with the kingship of all of us?" Alexander Avenue.

"Well, that's probably that." Jiang Lin did not deny at all.

"Then what is your kingdom?" Alice Phil, who had been listening for a long time, couldn't help but be curious.

"I don't have any kingly ways. I'm not a king." Jiang Lin shrugged.

"...Isn't that just a troll?" Webber murmured in a low voice.

"It's okay, the way of kings can stand anyone's judgment." Alexander Avenue, "but..."

"After judging, someone will also be able to withstand the anger of the king." Artoria sighed.

"Berserker, I think you're right, but as a king, you must punish this negative judgment."

"Funny. Mad dog, I wonder how long you can hold on in their hands?" Gilgamesh chuckled.

"Ha!" Jiang Lin just smiled when facing the anger of the three kings.

"Everyone, especially Arthur, I certainly know what you said."

"Because this is the royal power."

"This is the cornerstone of the royal power. Whoever has a big fist will be the king."

"After all, judging is meaningless to the king. A king has always been a one-man. For a king, whether success or failure is the only thing to pay attention to is fist."

"The king is a fist. If the king's power is to overthrow the world, it must...
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