I am not a knight, reborn as an old sword

No one noticed the Chaldea group shuttling through the Fuyuki Night Market, because they couldn't imagine that there were people heading for the point where the meteorite crashed at this time. This was what the residents of Fuyuki thought.

Even as a magician, it was hard to understand. Even though magic requires knowledge and it is normal to have enough curiosity, in a situation like this, I'm afraid that even a magician with curiosity would not dare to act rashly.

I was referring to Kenneth, who was still lying in the emergency room of Fuyuki Hospital. He was rescued by passers-by and sent to the hospital on the morning after the first page of the Holy Grail War ended, and he has not regained consciousness until now. His fiancée Sora, who came with him, fell into a deep coma and had no idea what was happening outside, but even if he knew, he would not be so bored that he would run to seek death.

This is still the case for Kenneth, a top magician and one of the monarchs of the clock tower, not to mention other magicians. In terms of facing battles, they actually don't have much awareness, and they are even a little naive.

The storm stirred up by the magic power blew the glass windows of Fuyuki Hospital and made a creaking sound, which caused panic among many doctors and nurses on night shift.

As the one who could feel it the most and was most likely to see all the visions, he followed the violent typhoon, the terrifying earthquake, and the whole process of the huge meteorite falling and emitting light and heat.

The tremor that seemed to uproot the hospital building, the huge Tokyo that could be felt even across Fuyuki, the closer he got, the more the frame and tires were blown off, which made Da Vinci frown. The magic storm released by the Sword of Separation expanded and collided with the flash of light concentrated in the sky, reducing the rain of flash guns falling on the other two sides to a minimum.

""Ka, da da da!" With the magic power of the Command Spell repairing her, most of her body was restored. Thanks to the high magic resistance of Saber's job, Saber was not killed by Arthur's attack.

But she was in an equally embarrassed posture. She could only barely hold two swords tightly in her hands to form a shield to block. Her body sank, whether it was a hundred meters or a thousand meters, in the vast area.

In the hole full of rocks, Saber seemed to be able to occasionally see the moonlight shining from the ceiling. Under the baptism of strong energy light, the gauntlets hanging on her hands had been burned out, revealing half of her arm charred.

Just now, in the face of such a terrifying attack, Saber had no time to pay attention to her demeanor.

She struggled to stand up, revealing her broken armor with only her inner clothes to cover it.

The armor, which looked tattered, full of cracks and falling off, had long lost what it should have.

There was no effect, and there was no more magic power to condense.

Or in Saber's mind, instead of wasting magic power on these useless efforts, it would be better to use the remaining magic power to release the final trump card.

Staring at the golden sword still tightly held in her hand, Saber's eyes were firm. Unlike her embarrassed posture, there was a gradual conviction on her face.

As a monarch, it is only natural to remain confident in the abilities of his subjects in his heart.

Staring at the light flow that was enough to affect the turbulence in the east of the space gradually disappearing, Saber closed her eyes, retracted the sword of vowed victory into the void, held the golden sword of victory in her hand, stood on the sword, and her expression became more solemn.

In the sky and the earth, at the moment when the magic light collided, expanded and then offset each other, the overwhelmed earth produced a"sizzling" flow, and the sky summoned a wailing storm, which drove Arthur's figure to fly hundreds of meters across the sky and landed on the ground.

"Boom!"With plowing footsteps, the sharp blade of the spear pierced through the earth and stretched out dozens of meters, crushing the rocks. Staring ahead, Gilgamesh, whose half of his body was now on the surface of the earth, stretched out his hand casually, and his body seemed to be frozen.

The body fixed by the earth felt a strong and heavy force, making the red eyes that were in a trance shine with the brilliance of wisdom, facing the impact of the golden magic flash. The piercing of the holy spear instantly released two rays, turning the huge knight's spear originally held by Arthur into a wind blade converted purely from energy light. The blow that fell instantly collided with the swing of the sword of separation.

"Aha!!"

"Boom!"

The hasty swing was enough to trigger a turbulent storm, a strong impact squeezed the body, dimmed the golden armor, and summoned a squeak on the surface, forming a semicircular hole that expanded in all directions.

In an instant, dust was filled with layers of atmospheric turbulence under the strong impact wave, causing the air layer to clear, rolling up a circular outline, forming a thick dust cloud around the periphery, and the magic power caused by the thunder burst whistled and blew into chaos.

"In the past, I galloped with the soldiers of the land. My friends and subjects, I, under the order of the conquering king Iskandar, gather here at this moment!"

Iskandar appeared from one side of the land. His originally rugged body, his red cloak torn into pieces, was mostly burned to ashes by the penetration of magic light.

In the end, under the endless gun shadows that penetrated him in an instant, he was the only one left with his spirit core. With the healing of the Command Spell, he healed some of his injuries and was barely able to stay in the world.

"Little Master, this world is really beautiful. I am able to meet a Master like you in this world. Even if my last wish cannot be fulfilled, I can still leave with a smile."

"This is probably what is called dying without regrets.

Even when he realized that his victory was unlikely and that he might have to retire, Iskandar did not feel the slightest bit of loss in his heart.

"Stop talking nonsense! Rider, you usually act like a mess, so hurry up and show your strength, join me, and win the final victory for me!"

"Hahahaha, good, good momentum, little Master, your fighting spirit has infected even me."At the end, Iskandar's���With a sound, he suddenly threw away the torn cloak and it turned into golden light and dissipated in the air.

"I only accept brave men under my command. Here, I invite you, Weber Velvet, in the name of the King of Conquerors, whether you are willing to join my army."

This man, who did not forget to recruit his subordinates even at the last moment, was like this before he thought of it, and he still showed this look at the last moment, which was rare for Weber not to be angry.

"I, accept it!" This is an invitation that he will not refuse no matter what. It seems to be destined, because the person in front of him is actually the one he admires in his heart.

"In the name of Waver Velvet!" The falling words connected from the void, and in the connection between the magician and the Servant, the raised palms flashed with red patterns.

"The Command Seal is activated! Iskandar, please be sure to seize victory!"

"This is a battle worth fighting with all your might. Release the Command Spells, and put a perfect end to the final conquest!"

"There is no point in holding back at this moment. Use the Command Spell to completely dominate everything ahead!"

"Iskandar!!"

The three Command Spells released in succession, as a reward for the mission to defeat Caster, achieved an extraordinary burst of magic power. A total of three were released, and a violent wind and air wave blew off Iskandar's body.

"I, agree! In the name of the King of Conquerors, Iskandar!!"