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What I saw when I opened my eyes was the same darkness as in sleep. The misty forest where I slept during the day has now been completely plunged into hazy darkness.

Night fell again, and for those who commanded the Servants, it was an inevitable time for battle.

The murderous night wind did not make him feel uneasy at all, and the aura that let this uneasiness and fear vanish into thin air was right beside him.

The materialized Rider was fully prepared for battle and was reading Homer's epic.

The hard cover that seemed heavy and depressing to Weber was small and frivolous to the Conqueror.

In the world where this giant sweat is concentrating on writing, the movement of turning over the scrolls appears to be full of interest, and even the touch of his fingertips is particularly cherished.

It seems that he really likes this book, and Weber can't help but smile bitterly. If he suddenly asks Rider "Why was he born suddenly?", what he will answer may not be his ambition to conquer the world, but "You can't cross the Netherlands without your fingers." Horse Epic".

This man is such a person, who yearns for heroes far away, wants to drink and eat, and regards the ambition of conquering the world as a common desire to eat and sleep.

This peculiar personality attracted many people, who followed him all his life.

"Huh? Kid, are you awake?"

Rider's interest in the books that he has read countless times is still undiminished, he smiled like a naughty child, and looked at Weber.

"...Didn't I say to wake me up at night? What are you doing?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was fascinated by it before I knew it, but it's still early at night, I don't think you need to be so anxious tonight, just calm down and wait."

"Huh? Why?"

The questioning again made the giant Khan fall into thinking.

"...Well, anyway, although there is no basis, I have a hunch that we can decide the outcome tonight."

He said nonchalantly.

Weber nodded lightly, without asking why. Although he couldn't say it, he could sense that the air had become different today, and he had a vague premonition that the Holy Grail War had reached its final moment.

If I had to say it, it was because the night air was too calm.

As far as Weber knew, the only competitors excluded were Assassin, who was personally crushed by Rider, and Caster, who was dealt with by Saber in the Mito River.

Of course, where he couldn't see, the battle was still going on and going on.

He felt day and night that the unusual aura in this town was changing, from a chaotic commotion to a heavy sense of urgency.

So Webb doesn't dispute Rider's intuition.

Precisely because he is the King of Conquerors galloping through various stations and giving strategic instructions, his sixth sense is much more reliable than a person with little experience like Weber.

Going to the battlefield together with the Heroic Spirit is an unimaginably arduous practice, and Weber has already experienced it firsthand.

Even if he is a well-known genius in magic, the Holy Grail War cannot be predicted with the common sense of a magician.

This also made him curious, instructing Lancer, a boy who should be about the same age, how to face such a brutal and cruel battle without fear.

What kind of awareness is needed to maintain that state of mind...

At this time, the sky has gradually dimmed.

A black curtain enveloped the winter wood.

"It's almost time, now go directly to Einzbern Castle, defeat Saber first!!"

Rider laughed ferociously, staring at the dark blue night sky.

The burly body of the Conqueror King was trembling with joy and fighting spirit.

Webber looked at this fierce Heroic Spirit with the cold eyes that were like watching from a distance.

"Really, it's finally the final stage."

"That's right, since the battlefield has been decided, I can't embarrass the job title of Rider."

Rider drew out the sword of Cyprus, raised it above his head, and pointed it at the sky.

"Come forth, my steed!"

With the sound of the call, a space-torn light burst out from the torn void, and what appeared shining with the light of a heroic spirit was a steed that Weber was familiar with.

Bucephalus, the horned heroic spirit, once carried the legendary BMW that the Conqueror ravaged the world.

Now it traveled across time and space to come to Rider's side, galloping on the asphalt road, neighing eagerly for battle.

Although if all aspects of Iskandar's trump card [King's Army] are to be gathered together, it is necessary to expand the inherent barrier to correct the interference from the world.

However, if it is only a single-handed horse, it is within the allowable range of ordinary space.

Although she has the [Shenwei Wheel], it is necessary to save mana because she has to fight Saber and Archer.

"Come on, boy, although it's not as secure as sitting on the driver's seat, but let's go and come up."

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