There is indeed a problem with my summoning spirit system

Chapter 262 259. The Monarch
The Deviant Sword in Gilgamesh's hand was still spinning and roaring, but the scorching wind and dust, the yellow sand all over the mountains, and the tens of thousands of troops shouting to charge, disappeared in the night of Fuyuki City like a dream.

Iskandar sighed deeply.

"Rider?"

Waver looked at his servant.

The servant's trump card, Iskandar's strongest weapon "King's Army Power", has been completely broken. Weber is just a half-way magician, a master who doesn't know how to fight at all. Facing a complete disadvantage, he has lost his mind.

"Weber, speaking of which, there is an important question I haven't asked you yet."

Iskandar looked at his Master,

"Weber Velvet, are you willing to walk with me as a subject?"

Waver could hardly believe what Iskandar said.This is the affirmation from the King of Conquerors, one of the greatest kings a thousand years ago, who personally admitted that he had the same status as Aristonus, Lysimachus, governor of Thrace, Pesson, governor of Media, and Hellespont. - Equal glory to Phrygian Governor Leonatus, Companion Cavalry Chief and Regent Perdiccas, Egyptian Libyan and Arab Governor Ptolemy and others.

Can you do it yourself?Can I accept it myself?No, the only thing I need to do now is——

Waver Velvet jumped off the famous horse Bucefalus and knelt down on one knee in front of Iskandar in an unskilled courtier's manner.

"Only you are my king. I swear to use it for you and die for you. Please guide me forward and allow me to listen to the sound of the endless sea with you."

"Ah."

Iskandar gave a relieved smile.

"In this way, my battle in this space-time still has meaning after all."

Facing the young courtier who swore allegiance to him for the first time, Iskandar issued the first order between the monarch and his ministers:
"It is the task of the king to show where the dream is. It is the task of your minister to witness the end of the dream and pass it on to future generations.

Live it, Weber.Witness all this, pass on the way of the king of conquest, and the galloping heroism of Iskandar. "

Weber Velvet raised his head, a look of astonishment filled his face.

The black Bucephalus neighed, the red cloak fluttered, and the king's laughter echoed. On this long Fuyuki Bridge, the straight eight lanes were the final road to glory in the journey of the conquering king.

He is a strategist, so he naturally knows that the outcome has long been decided.But failure and surrender are two different things.

Iskandar, the King of Conquerors who will never give up, charged at that golden heroic spirit.

This is not pessimism, nor is it despair.What filled his heart was only the excitement that almost burst out of his chest.

So strong.That guy is so strong.That hero can split the whole world in two, so he is undoubtedly the strongest opponent in the sky and the world.

It is also because of this that the golden demigod is his best opponent. No one will be complacent because he trampled to death an ant. The enemy's aura is always equal to his own aura.

The hero king of Babylon is the last obstacle in the world that is higher than the Hindu Kush and hotter than Makran Resha.That being the case, what reason does the King of Conquerors not challenge?As long as you break through this last hurdle, the end of the world is ahead.My unattainable dream is waiting to be realized in front of my eyes.

There is glory in the other side, and because it is so far away, it is worth challenging.Praising domineering, displaying domineering, in order to sacrifice himself behind his back and support his subjects, Iskandar will never back down.

Standing proudly in front of Iskandar, the King of Heroes looked at the challenger calmly.

The treasure in the treasure house of Babylon was liberated by the King of Heroes.The golden ripples and the stars of the Noble Phantasm shone brightly in the night of Fuyuki City, scattered in the void.Under that dazzling light, the King of Conquerors recalled the eastern starry sky that he had looked at in the past.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!!"

The King of Conquerors trembled with excitement, roared loudly, and galloped forward together with his beloved horse.

The star rain of the treasured equipment roared angrily, approaching gradually, ravaging every inch of skin continuously and mercilessly.But compared with the pleasure of galloping, this little pain is just a trivial matter.

The end of the world is just a child's raving, it's impossible to reach, give up...

Once upon a time, Iskandar had such doubts in his heart.

But now, the end of the world, the "end" he had dreamed of was standing in front of him.After crossing so many hills and crossing so many rivers, the end point is now in sight.

step over.

Step over that enemy.

One step, another step.As long as you keep repeating this process, the tip of your sword will definitely be able to touch that unreachable figure.

The swords fell like a constellation of stars, and the King Conqueror's body suddenly crooked under the breathtaking lewd power.

When he realized it, he was moving forward with his own feet.I don't know where Bucephalus, the love horse, went and where he fell.Although he really wanted to stop and pay tribute to his friend who had completed the final mission, but because of this, he couldn't stop.

Now, every step he takes is the best tribute to Bucephalus.

Gold's old enemy said something as if he knew everything.But he didn't hear it.Even the sound of the golden blade piercing the wind passing by his ears could no longer reach his ears.

All he could hear was the sound of sea waves.

Far at the end of the world, slapping the empty shore, came the sound of the waves at the end of this world.

Ah, that's it.A sense of relief overflowed my heart.

The throbbing in this chest is exactly the waves of the endless sea.

"Hahahahahaha!"

He ran selflessly along the shore.The splashing droplets make the toes very comfortable.What made the soles of his feet bright red might just be the blood that flowed from his abdomen.But so what?To die on the battlefield against a powerful enemy, instead of suffocating on the sickbed and weakly welcoming the arrival of death, this is already a good news for joy.

Now, he saw the sea in his dream.

The calm and unhurried King of Heroes is already in sight.

One more step, one more step forward, and the raised blade can split that guy's forehead in two!
"drink!!"

Accompanied by shouts that went straight into the sky, the sword of Alexander swung down from the hands of the wounded Iskandar.

The climax of the certainty of victory, the moment that should have passed in a flash, for some reason lasted like a frozen frame forever.It's like time itself stands still.

No, it is not time that stands still, but himself.

Just as the blade of the sword was about to touch the enemy, the King of Conqueror's hands, feet, shoulders, waist and even the blade were bound by strong chains.

Heaven's Lock

The secret treasure among the secret treasures of the King of Heroes, the chain of bondage that even the bull of the sky cannot break free, the treasure of the law god named by Gilgamesh as the only best friend Enkidu in his life, the higher the divinity of the thing bound, Its toughness is stronger.

"You guy, always come up with some weird things."

Iskandar muttered something softly, neither regretful nor puzzled.Some are just self-deprecating for the sake of the mountain, and the wry smile at the corner of the blood-stained mouth.

Alexander's sword failed to touch the opponent.There is only the fact that Gilgamesh's deviant sword penetrates Iskandar's chest, and the feeling of the sword turning back and forth in his heart.

"What a strange sword."

The King of Conquerors made a speech as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Are you awake from your dream, King of Conquerors?"

"Huh? Mmm. Yeah."

This time, it failed again.The unfinished dream ended again with regret.But if you think about it carefully, it should be worth betting your whole life on it, it is only a one-time dream.

Recalling the past, the dream in Asia Minor once again flooded my mind in this extreme eastern place.Iskandar chanted carefully about the ups and downs of the past, smiling.

Since the same dream can be repeated twice, there is nothing inconceivable about having it again.

"This expedition also made my heart surge."

Iskandar narrowed his eyes that were getting blurry in the blood mist, and murmured contentedly.Seeing his satisfied look on his face, Gilgamesh nodded solemnly.

"King of Conqueror, I accept your challenge at any time."

For this formidable enemy who was pierced by the rain of Noble Phantasms all over his body, but still relying on the lock of the sky to block his way forward, the King of Heroes bestowed upon him the highest praise and the most beautiful feelings from the bottom of his heart.

"Until the end of time, every inch of this world is my garden. I promise you it will never bore you."

"Oh? That's... great"

Rider adhered calmly, and the golden particles of light disappeared quietly.

Almost, it's time to start the next great dream of conquering the world.

In terms of time, this battle is really not long.The speed at which the inherent enchantment is shattered is almost equal to the time it takes for it to unfold.The heroic spirit on horseback galloped to the other side of the bridge, and in just a few seconds, the battle was over.

But for Webb, who has been watching all this intently, this heavy and long time can rival his entire life.

This will be a scene that will never be forgotten, no matter how much he deceives himself, he will never forget it.The scene that happened in front of his eyes just a few seconds ago has become a part of his soul and can never be separated.

Waver, alone, remained where he had dismounted to swear allegiance to the King of Conquerors, and stood motionless.

The golden Archer walked over step by step, staring at Weber with cruel blood-colored eyes, and slowly walked in front of him.

Never take your eyes off, you are a subject of the conquering king, and you must never bow your head to the king's enemies.

Although his body was immobilized by fear, with the light in his heart, Wei Bo mustered up the remaining courage and looked at the golden demigod who easily killed the Overlord.

Archer stood in front of the boy who was trembling but looking at him firmly, and asked in a voice without any emotion:

"Boy, are you Rider's Master?"

I thought it was impossible to make a sound from the throat captured by fear, but when asked about the relationship with "him", the rigid restraint was instantly released.Waver shook his head and replied in a hoarse voice.

"No. I am that man's courtier."

"Ok?"

Archer narrowed his eyes and looked Waver from head to toe.

"That's right. But boy, if you are a true loyal minister, shouldn't you avenge the dead king?"

Regarding the second question, Weber also confided his sincerity in an unbelievably calm voice.

"I am just a fragile mortal. If I challenge you, I will die."

"That's natural."

"I can't do that. The king ordered me to 'live' before he left for the battle."

Yes, he cannot die.As long as the king's last words are still echoing in his heart, Weber will do everything possible to get out of this desperate situation.Even if the enemy's Servant is right in front of him, he doesn't have any self-defense techniques, and the situation is desperate to the point where everything is over, he will never give up.

He has sworn allegiance to the King of Conquerors, and with that honor he must not violate that oath.

Facing the inescapable death, the boy's body trembled involuntarily, but the stubborn eyes spoke of an unyielding will, even surpassing the fear of death.

Gilgamesh silently looked down at his frail body, and nodded slightly.

"Loyalty is where righteousness lies. Don't be ashamed of his efforts."

The golden Heroic Spirit twisted its heels and floated away.

Weber silently watched him go away.It wasn't until the figure completely disappeared from his field of vision, and until the cold night wind blew across the river, sweeping away the tense atmosphere, that the boy finally realized that he was left alone in the quiet night.

It's all over.

Being able to survive by luck was a miracle that his king had won for himself through sacrifice, which made his heart tremble again.

That Archer had indeed planned to kill Weber before he changed his mind.

If Waver looks away and falls limp,
If he hesitated a little while answering, he would be a corpse right now.

Although he only saved a small life, it was also a kind of affirmation from the King of Heroes to him.

Facing your fears and staying alive is a battle and a victory.It was Weber Velvet's first solo victory.

It was an ugly and trivial battle that had nothing to do with heroism.No one can be subdued, and nothing can be captured.He survived the predicament, that's all.

But Weber was happy and proud of it.In that time, in that situation, you can get that unexpected result.The preciousness of it, only Weber can appreciate.No matter how rude it seemed to others, he had no reason to be ashamed.

He obeyed the king's order.Witnessed it all and survived.

He could finally stand up proudly and show off his achievements to that man.

But in this dark night where everything is silent, only Weber is inseparable.There is no one around him anymore.Just like the previous self, the present Weber was left alone in this numb and lifeless corner of the world.

This battle belongs only to him.Although he made it through alone, no one noticed it, and no one applauded it.

But is this fact cruel? No, never.

The greatest king in the world has recognized him, promoted him, and listed him as one of his subjects.

He has attained the highest glory.From now on, he only needs to use up the rest of his life to achieve the feats commensurate with this honor.

Weber Velvet, in this Holy Grail War, found a goal worth fighting for all his life, his Oceanus.

The sound of the waves of the endless sea still echoed in the young man's heart.

(End of this chapter)