Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 1090 I will give her to you
A name is a specific code for something. Only with a name can one accurately point out a thing. Otherwise, the concept of an individual will become blurred.

For humans, a name is a symbol of independence.Only with a name can one become a complete individual in the social sense and have independent power.The name given to Faker will allow her to get rid of Iskandar's shadow and truly become an independent person.

From then on, she is no longer Faker, no longer someone's accessory, she is just her, an independent person.

"Speaking of which, I wanted to give you a name a long time ago, but you kept refusing it, and my mother kept obstructing it."

"King..." Faker's eyes were red, and his lower lip was covered with tooth marks and blood. "No, I won't, I don't want a name--I don't! I don't! I don't!"

"Do you want me, all of us, to die in vain?"

The deafening roar made Iskandar's spirit foundation, which was already on the verge of collapse, pass away even faster.

"I--"

Faker instinctively wanted to refute, and instinctively wanted to say that this war was not started by her, and that the sacrifices of her companions could not be counted on her, but seeing Wang's last expression, she couldn't say it, she could only hate Say something.

"You are really cunning!"

"Hahaha, this king has always been like this."

Iskandar laughed, very happily, and waved to the long-haired man standing silently by the side.

"Weber, come here."

"King..." Wei Bo fell to his knees with sobs.

"Don't cry." Iskandar raised his big hand and patted Weber's head like ten years ago, "You did a good job, very good. The reason for this failure is all my fault. Your defeat."

Wei Bo shook his head stubbornly: "No, the courtiers have the obligation to persuade the king."

"But it can only be decided by the king whether to listen or not. You have fulfilled your obligations as a courtier very well, but I, the king, did not do a good job. Are you still willing to listen to the orders of a wayward king like me?"

"You are my king, I swear to use it for you and die for you. Please guide me forward and let me see the same dream as you."

Weber answered this ten years ago, and it is still the same ten years ago.

Such an oath sounds ridiculous to modern people who pursue equality and freedom, but none of the people present, including those rebellious young people, found it ridiculous, because everyone felt the weight of this oath, which is to be able to be with that A man's life, a treasure equal to the soul itself.

Hearing the other party swear like this, the domineering Wang Wei smiled.This smile is the supreme compliment and reward to the servants.

"Well, then Weber, I hand over my sister to you."

"Eh?"

"what?"

The two people who were called were stunned. They never thought that Iskandar's last order would be this.

"Ahem, this younger sister of this king was instilled with a lot of wrong thoughts by her mother since she was a child. She is monotonous and dead-headed. If no one is watching, she may cause all kinds of troubles like me. I hope you can replace her. I am optimistic about her, let her live in this world well, and truly live for herself. By the way, I also leave it to you to choose a name. I have been thinking for so long and I can’t think of a good name. Just choose one. You must have been laughed to death by Hephaistion. In order not to be ridiculed by him, I can only leave it to you."

Having said that, Iskandar glanced at the men and women on the left and right, and continued.

"This is the king's decision, and no objection will be accepted."

"Yes." The two finally agreed.

"Then I have no regrets."

The unparalleled Tyrant closed his eyes in satisfaction, his body became lighter and weaker, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

"This expedition...although it failed...but...it's also exciting...it's a pity that we can't see the result of another war...ah, it's really a pity..."

In the end, the king quietly disappeared, together with the miraculous land of hot sand.

Everyone returned to their original positions again.The moon is still the same moon, the castle is still the same castle, as if nothing has changed, except everyone's mood.

For those who participated in the Holy Grail War for the first time, this was the first time they saw real fighting.

Crazy shouts of killing still echoed in my ears, the pungent smell of blood still filled my nostrils, and the tragic scene of the battlefield echoed over and over again.

This is the real Holy Grail War, this is the real world of heroes.

For Weber and others, they failed and lost the king again.Although the king blamed himself for the failure, it didn't make them feel relieved.

Weber really wanted to find a place where no one was there to cry, but he didn't do it, because there were more important things before that—another king who had won the final victory was coming towards him.

"Knight King."

"Do you still want to fight?"

Faker held his sword and stared at Arturia, and the King of Knights slowly shook his head.

"The war is over, the King of Conquerors has left, and Mr. Velvet is no longer the Master."

"But I'm still here." Faker held his head stubbornly.

"You are not Iskandar."

"Yes, you are not Iskandar."

It was Webber who spoke, and she reached out and patted Faker on the shoulder, who trembled.

"You bastard—"

"He asked me to watch you, do you want to refuse his last request?"

"I--"

Faker wanted to hold on, but she couldn't, she really couldn't refuse the heartfelt desire of the man she gave all her loyalty to.

"Hmph, don't be complacent, if you give me a bad name, I'll kill you first."

"Don't worry, I don't need you to do it by then, and I won't let myself go." Weber solemnly promised.

"Remember what you said." Faker turned his back and stopped talking, his shoulders trembled slightly, revealing a bit of loneliness and desolation.

The man hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and patted the woman's back lightly.

The woman froze and said nothing in the end.

……

On the other side, Merlin's phantom also dissipated quickly, and Kai, the last remaining Knight of the Round Table, dissipated with him.

"Ya, Yad..." Gray panicked and lost her mind, she really didn't do anything.

"Don't panic, Gray idiot—we're just about time."

Kai still had a sharp tongue as always, and Merlin still had a flirtatious smile.

"Ah, because it is only in the inherent barrier that I can avoid the monitoring of the restraining force. Now that the inherent barrier is gone, my little trick won't work."

"I, can we meet again?" Gray asked quickly.

"There will be a chance." Kai smiled and stretched out his hand, stroking Grey's head, "Even if I'm not here, Yade will always be with you. Remember to hit and scold when you should, that guy is I owe you a beating."

"Ok!"

After Gray's positive answer, Kai's body disappeared.

Merlin took a slow step, leaving behind two inconspicuous petals, carrying his thoughts and going away with the wind.

One piece of apology: "I'm sorry, I tricked you."

A piece of entrustment: "It's up to you next."

PS: I finally finished writing about the relationship between Iskandar, Weber, and Shadow Warrior. When I saw the case book of II, I hoped that these three could have a perfect ending. To be honest, the current event book has reached the eighth volume, and the next volume will be finished. The boss should not let me down.

(End of this chapter)