Magical Comprehensive Travel

The tense air relaxes wonderfully, but...

"Really. Is that so?"

The resentment that was so low that it was close to the ground solidified again.

Hearing this voice, Weber's expression suddenly solidified, and immediately turned into a look of fear.

Is this Lancer's Master?

Saber and Irisviel looked at each other.

"Have you finally shown your legs, Maiya, can you tell the direction of the voice?" Emiya Kiritsugu turned the muzzle and asked Maiya on the other side.

"No, although he has determined the approximate direction, he is well hidden and can't make a direct attack." Maiya's calm voice came from the earphones.

"Continue to observe Assassin and that shadow." Emiya Kiritsugu made a decision, and now he can only wait and see.

"Why did you go crazy and steal my relic? Think about it carefully, maybe it's the reason why you want to participate in the Holy Grail War. Mr. Weber Velvet."

Webb heard someone call his name viciously. Know that the object of hatred is yourself. Not only that, but Webb might be able to guess the owner of that voice.

"that…"

"What a pity. I wanted to make this lovely student happy. Webber, a mortal like you, should have a stable life that belongs only to mortals."

The owner of the voice had sharp eyes and saw the frozen fear on Weber's face. With a creepy and cold banter, he continued like he was playing with Weber: "I can't help it, Weber-kun. I'll give you extra-curricular tutoring. The true meaning of killing each other between magicians - the horror of killing and the Pain, I will give it to you without reservation. You feel very honored."

Weber had no time to estimate the vicious sarcasm in his words, and deep fear struck his heart. This was not a game. At this moment, he was truly involved in a fight called the Holy Grail War.

This is a **** fight between magicians and magicians!

At this moment, something softly and powerfully embraced the young shoulder that was trembling alone with fear.

Webb was startled by the thick yet tender feeling.

The hand of the burly Servant—the five fingers that are roughly separated, can only be the object of fear for the short-statured Master.

"Hey, magician, according to my observation, you seem to want to replace my little Master and become my Master." Rider asked Lancer's Master, who was hiding somewhere, but his face was actually full of malicious pity. The smile made his face crooked.

"If that's the case, it's ridiculous. The man who becomes my Master should be a warrior who rides the battlefield with me, not a coward who doesn't even dare to show his face."

Silence was falling, and only the anger of the Master who did not appear spread through the night air.

Rider suddenly burst out laughing, this time facing the empty night sky, laughing with all his might. "Come out! Someone else. Hidden in the dark and peeking at our comrades!"

Both Saber and Lancer showed surprised expressions.

"What's the matter with you? Rider" faced Saber who asked himself, the King of Conquerors smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Saber and Lancer, it's amazing that you are fighting face to face. With such a crisp collision of swords and halberds, there must be more than one heroic spirit drawn out."

Irisviel was terrified in her heart. It seemed that Kiritsugu, who was hiding somewhere, was seen through. But what Rider had in mind was only other Servants. Rider wanted to send the deafening sound to every corner of the surroundings, and shouted again.

"Poor. How pitiful! Heroes and heroes gathered in Fuyuki. Don't you have any feelings when you see the spirit Saber and Lancer show here? It's cowardly to have a real name worth boasting about, but secretly peeking here. The Heroic Spirits will panic when they hear this, eh?"

After laughing loudly, Rider tilted his head slightly, showing a fearless expression, and finally looked around with provocative eyes.

"Heroic spirits invited by the Holy Grail War, gather here now. Cowards who are afraid to even show up, don't let the King of Conqueror Iskandar insult you, enlighten me!"

 …

"Are we going out? Master." Yuzaoqian, who was beside Mu Hantian, asked.

"How about it, Sakura, do you want to go to that stage? The stage that will surely dazzle the entire dark world of Fuyuki City tonight." Mu Hantian looked at Sakura in his arms.

"Well, brother must be the strongest among them." Sakura squeezed her delicate little fist.

"Hehe, that's fine, let's go down." Mu Hantian chuckled lightly, hugging Sakura, and was about to show up.

At this moment, below, golden light flashed, like the arrival of a majestic king.

"Yo, Gilgamesh is here." Seeing the light that suddenly appeared, Mu Hantian's body stopped for a moment.

At the top of the street lamp ball about ten meters above the ground, a figure wearing golden shining armor appeared. Webb caught his breath at the sight of his dazzlingly great face.

"That person is..."

Although I had only seen him for a brief moment before, it was such a strong impression. Weber couldn't have been wrong. Standing leisurely on the high streetlights must be—the mysterious Servant who used overwhelming destructive power to destroy the assassin who invaded the Tohsaka mansion last night.

No heavy equipment that is not covered by armor can't be a Master. And if he appeared in response to Rider's call, it would prove that he only had the judgment to regard Rider's arrogant words as a provocation, that is, he could not be a violent Berserker. In this way, using the elimination method, only Archer, the last of the three knights, remains.

"Don't take me seriously, people who don't know how high the sky is and call them 'kings', two people came out overnight." As soon as he opened his mouth, the golden hero curled his lips very unhappily, revealing the confrontation he was facing now. The contempt of the three Servants.

While Archer's arrogant attitude and tone were the same as Rider's arrogance, they were fundamentally different. The King of Conqueror's voice and eyes were not as ruthless as Archer's.

Rider also didn't seem to expect someone with a tougher attitude than himself, and was quite flustered, scratching his chin in confusion.

"Even if you speak rudely... I, Iskandar, are still the most famous conqueror in the world."

"A hero who can truly be called a king, I am the only one between heaven and earth. The rest are just some bastards."

Archer simply made a declaration that was more than insulting. At this time, even Saber was surprised that the ground was devoid of color, but Rider looked at him tolerantly, a little surprised and sighed.

"For the sake of your words, how about reporting your own name first? If you were also a king, wouldn't you be afraid of your own prestige?"

Rider made such a gag, Archer's red eyes filled with arrogant anger, staring at the giant man in front of him.

"Are you asking me? Are the **** asking the king about me?"

"Hehe, don't talk about **** all day long, that will only make people hate you." The gentle voice sounded as if to explain, and once again the Master and Servant in the audience were stunned.

Not far away, Mu Hantian walked out slowly with Sakura.

"It's you!" Archer was stunned when he saw Mu Hantian's appearance.

"Ah? Don't tell me..." Mu Hantian didn't want to say anything anymore. Damn, why is there someone who knows me every time I go to the world? I don't know how I know him.

"We haven't seen each other for 5,000 years, Mu Hantian!"

"Damn it!" Mu Hantian could only use this word to express his heart that had been trampled by the divine beast, grass, mud and horse.