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"Is it arrogance or a clown?" Resisting the mood of doing something, Avis Bron slandered.

What Weston said, "Your structure is too small", is like a beggar with no power pointing at the emperor who holds the world in his hands and mocking, "You are just a mere emperor~"

Sets off the heroic life of Vlad III during his lifetime, compared with Weston's only recently rising fame.

This sentence is as simple as that.

Such words, if you think about it carefully, are indeed not worth their anger.

Vlad III stared at Weston: "It doesn't matter whether you are provoking on purpose, or you really think so. What you want to express is nothing more than the ownership of the Holy Grail of victory after joining forces."

"That's true." Weston hummed.

Vlad III asked: "Then what is your wish?"

Weston said: "I just intend to try the Holy Grail, and it may not be completed. So let's not talk about it!"

Vlad III frowned slightly when he heard this sentence, such a wish that even the Holy Grail could not be fulfilled.Maybe there are only wishes that are too deviated from the 'specific' like 'I want to be happy' and 'conquer the world'?

"If it's an overly general wish, we really can't reach a unified opinion." Vlad III pondered for a moment before continuing, "But are you willing to listen to my wish?"

"All ears."

"As you said, the country I fought during my lifetime is too small for this world! The reason why I respond to the Holy Grail is to wash away my slandered name." Vlad III said.

Weston was slightly taken aback, he thought that Vlad III would say the same words as the three kings in FZ, about world domination and other topics.Didn't think it was just for a mere 'Dracula' fame.

"No matter who is present, the wishes are not the same. In this case, it is better to consider using the Holy Grail's wish to obtain a real body, and then launch a conquest of this world. At that time, the name of Dracula will be buried deep in the ground, right? And what you need I will accomplish everything for you on the way of conquest." Vlad III spoke confidently.

Like the Noble Phantasm that Avis Bron wants to create, it is a matter of resources.

"In this Holy Grail War, the black and red sides, the combat power you stole from the Yugdomerenia clan is of great significance to us. If you join, after our black side's victory, we will Wait until the wish is fulfilled, if it doesn’t work, I will accompany you to fight with you personally. Before that, why not you are my family?”

"So, in the end, conquer the world?" Weston laughed.

Vlad III didn't take his words seriously at all. Too much foresight seems to be the measure of a king, but a king is also a kind of 'limitation'

The name of slander is too small to cling to human perception.

Conquering the world is too small, only clinging to the territory of this planet.

"How do you talk about conquering the world? You don't know the size of a quark, you don't know the gene sequence of an ant, you don't know the vastness beyond the sky, you don't know the vastness of the universe... You have not conquered this world, you are just conquering and changing mankind .”

Vlad III frowned: "What you said is just what those scientists need to do. Scientists will do these things, and I just need to order them."

Weston shook his head and denied: "It's not good to underestimate your own race too much. Trying to impose your own ideas on others, trying to use hegemony to overshadow you in the name of Dracula, people's hearts cannot be suppressed by hegemony! And Even if we unite together, we still have to intrigue with each other. I'm not interested in too complicated tactics at all, so forget it!"

The contest of martial arts is skill,

This moment is also a confrontation of words!

Since Vlad III uttered his wish and tried to make Weston submit by himself as a king, the two sides began to collide in words and beliefs.However, from Joan's point of view, Weston was really messing around.

Vlad III's words are very simple: "I want to conquer everything in this world and wash away the slander. If you are willing to help me, I will share everything in the world with you, and your wishes may also be fulfilled."

And Weston retorted, "If I want to surrender, you must know astronomy, geography, and even information beyond the starry sky. You don't even understand the thinking of an ant, and you want to conquer the world. Let's wash up and go to bed." And he completely denied it because Vlad III didn't understand people's hearts.

He denied Vlad III's kingly ways from personal, philosophical, and scientific viewpoints, and the communication between the two sides was completely contradictory.

The two sides fell into silence, and Joan was secretly troubled by the solemn atmosphere at the moment. Are you going to fight?

She subconsciously clenched the holy flag in her hand, Leticia's wish that her mage would not die...and she will definitely help this time.

Making a silent decision in her heart, Joan of Arc felt that she should try not to appear in front of this guy's people in the future.She couldn't say harsh words to make Leticia fall asleep directly without affecting her justice as a Ruler, and she couldn't bear to be summoned by the Holy Grail like herself to violate the Ruler's duties.

"It seems... there is nothing to say!" Vlad III sighed, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Be careful!" Jeanne exclaimed.

If in a friendly state, Vlad III is undoubtedly a respectable and noble person, but in a hostile state, his cruel name of "Piercing Lord" will also make the enemy frightened.

A few needle-like slender 'piles' protruded from the space. It was hard to imagine such an elegant nobleman would attack without even saying hello during the previous friendly negotiations.

It came directly from Weston in all directions, and its sharpness was beyond words. Through the dark red spikes at the front, which were no longer than the width of a fingernail, it was already clear that as long as it was pierced, it would definitely give a chill to the heart.

"Don't get hit. If you get hit with the first blow, Lancer can directly let the stake protrude from your body." Joan of Arc said hastily when she saw that Weston was trying to block it with magic.

"Protrude directly from the body...that is to say, even scratching the skin may cause death, right?" While Weston was talking to himself, the idea of ​​reaching out to try to analyze it stopped.Jumping high from the ground at once, the long sword in his hand slashed towards the extended spike.

The spikes touched by the [Material Transformation and Plundering] sword directly make it return to the most primitive magic particles and dissipate in the air.

(Fortunately, he recovered a lot after cutting off one arm of Achilles, otherwise he might be killed in one stroke in a real fight) Weston thought to himself.

Vlad III's attack failed to hit, and he glanced at Joan unhappily.Rebuking was of no avail. From the story of this Orleans girl, once she made a decision, she would not change it.

Already made up your mind to protect this man?Because of the original inner?It's really hateful...

"Caster!"

Needless to say, Vlad III, Avisbron has already moved the rune in his hand, and from directly below Weston, the soil on the ground bulged a small hill, which condensed into a huge three-meter-high golem, the golem He raised his arms high and punched Weston in mid-air.

"Don't get in the way!" Weston sketched the rune with one hand, and the space under his feet rippled. After stepping on the materialized air wall, there was this foothold. like parsing.

【Refactoring】

The silver light of an octagonal star shone on the body of Avisbron's golem, and it disintegrated instantly, returning to its original state of dust.

"You have been fighting with the Red Fang for so long, yet you still have such power... Are you really human?"