NOVEL NEXT Chapter 497
Chapter 497
Unlike Gilgamesh, who constantly laughed at Altria, Iskandar denied Altria at all.
Altria frowned and retorted in a sharp tone.
“Iskandall, the empire you created with one hand was eventually split into four parts. Isn’t it true that you are not reconciled to this?”
“Don’t you want to do it again and save your country?”
“I don’t want to.”
Iskandar replied immediately, holding his chest straight and looking straight at Altria’s stern gaze.
“If my decision and my courtiers lead to such a result, then destruction is inevitable. I will mourn and shed tears, but I will never regret it.”
800 “Not to mention attempting to subvert history! This kind of stupid behavior is an insult to all human beings of the era I have constructed!”
Altria directly denied Iskandar’s proud words.
“You say this based on the glory of the warrior. The people don’t think so. What they need is salvation.”
“You mean they want the king’s salvation?”
Iskandar shrugged and laughed.
“I don’t understand, does this kind of thing have any meaning?”
“This is the king’s duty.”
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“The correct rule and the correct order are what all the subjects expect.”
“Then you are the right slave?”
“You have to say so, and you are worthy of doing it if you devote yourself to your ideals.”
Without a trace of doubt, the young Altria nodded.
“People can understand law and order through the king. What the king embodies should not be the kind of thing that will disappear with the king’s death, but a more noble thing.”
Looking at Altria who was still determined, Iskander on one side shook his head as if pitying her.
“This is not a survival path that people would choose.”
Yes, if you are born to be king, then you can’t expect to live the lives of ordinary people.
In order to become the perfect monarch, in order to become the embodiment of ideals, she is willing to abandon her body and throw away her personal affection.
The life of a girl named Altria changed completely the moment she drew the sword out of the rock.
Since then, she has become synonymous with undefeated legends, hymns and dreams.
There have been pains and troubles, but there is the glory of victory in it.
The faith that will never change has supported her sword-holding arm.
“Knight King, you just said that you dedicated yourself to your ideals. Indeed, you used to be an incorrupt saint, so holy that no one can match. But who wants to expect to be martyred to ideals?”
“Who would think about the so-called saint day and night, who can only comfort the people, but not guide the people. Only by showing desires and singing the glory, can the country and the people lead the way.
“As a king, you must have stronger desires than anyone, bolder than anyone, and more irritable than anyone. He should be a human that contains clarity and turbidity, and is more real than anyone.”
“Only in this way can the courtier be subdued by the king, and the people will have the longing that it would be better if I were the king!”
“With this kind of governance, where is justice?”
“No, there is no so-called justice in King’s Way, so there is no regret.”
Iskander’s assertion was too straightforward, and Altria was already out of anger.
Both take making the people happy as the basic criterion, but their ideas are far apart.
One side is praying for peace.
On one side is the hope of prosperity.
The king who suppresses troubled times and the king who stirs up wars naturally cannot have the same ideas.
Iskandar smiled and spoke heartily.
“King in the name of a knight. Your justice and ideals may have saved the country and the people for a while, so your name has been extolled to this day, but what is the result of those who are saved? You don’t know.”.