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Chapter 50 The Boozy Banquet & Weber's Courage

"Oh, this can only be blamed on your own unwillingness to show people with your real body..."

Regarding Zhao Zhe's "distress", the Conqueror King shrugged and said that he could not help.

After all, the real body of this "Caster" is just a human being, not the ancient heroic spirit expected by the King of Conquerors. His interest in the other party is only limited to this. Iskandar really wants to sit and drink, or like Saber A true ancient hero like Lancer!

It's just that these two seem to be very unwelcome to the new "guests"—

"You are……!"

"Master, please be careful!"

The moment they saw the "Black Flame Demon", both Saber and Lancer became vigilant.

Speaking of which, among all the Servants, except for the hard-working Assassin, the two who had really fought against the "Black Flame Demon", they naturally knew how dangerous this monster, suspected of being a Caster Familiar, was in front of him.

Its strength and speed, as well as its combat skills, etc., are far behind those of the Servants who stepped down from the Throne of Heroes, but that kind of weird and terrifying black flames really cannot be underestimated.

Saber had to cut her flesh to self-mutilate because of the flames, Lancer even witnessed the opponent's self-destruction destroying her own position, and her Master was seriously injured, and has not recovered until now.

Such a dangerous person is actually hiding under their noses. If Rider hadn't screamed and broke the other party's Xizang, they wouldn't have realized it!

If this guy has a bad heart, he will just blow himself up when everyone is not paying attention...

"Hmph! Don't worry, I'm just here to watch the battle today, I don't mean to fight with you!"

Seeing the two servants look so alert, Zhao Zhe snorted coldly and passed his voice through the "Black Flame Demon", showing his attitude.

"Look, Caster won't make trouble!"

The Conqueror said to the other two servants:

"How is it? Saber, and Lancer, although I can't find a good courtyard to hold a banquet for now, but we are all battle-hardened Heroic Spirits, so we don't need to pay too much attention to it, let's lower the standard a little bit, and put it in this open space. It's not bad to have a simple banquet!"

Having said that, he patted a large wine barrel beside him with a "bang bang"——

"Look, I even brought some fine wine, it would be a waste if I didn't drink it!"

"..."

Diarmuid looked at Rider's earnest gaze, and then at his Master's extremely gloomy expression. Although he was very moved by the King of Conqueror's proposal, he finally shook his head and refused:

"I'm sorry, King of Conquerors, my master has just had something very unpleasant with Lancer's master. It's too embarrassing for my master to let us both sit down and have a drink in this situation."

"...Is that so? That's such a shame..."

The King of Conqueror sighed and turned to look at Lancer. Wouldn't she also refuse?

"I'm sorry, Rider, you also saw that my Master is in a very bad condition. It's still a little inappropriate for me to have a banquet with you at this time!"

Lancer pointed to Emiya Kiritsugu, who was pale and shaky on the side. Although he did not immediately kill him by using [Inherent Temporal Control] at his risk, it also seriously deteriorated his original unhealed injuries.

Although he had already undergone simple magic treatment when he signed the truce agreement before, he could only temporarily maintain the injury and not continue to deteriorate. The real treatment also required special ritual magic to deal with.

"Ha-how come this happens once or twice..."

The King of Conqueror sighed in disappointment, he just wanted to hold a banquet, why is it so difficult?

At this moment, he suddenly found that his little master had been hiding behind him, grabbing the cloak to cover his face, but refusing to show his face.

"Hey, Weber, what's the matter with you?"

"Stupid, stupid! Stop talking to me!"

Webber's trembling voice came from behind the cloak, and the panic in his tone could be heard by anyone:

"Don't, don't stay here, take me away! >﹏

Hearing the sound, he seemed to be about to cry.

——Well, this is actually quite normal. I stole the teacher's holy relic and secretly participated in the Holy Grail War, and was suddenly brought to my teacher by my own Servant.

It's like if you sneak off your evening self-study and go to an Internet cafe to open a dark room, but just sit down and find your homeroom teacher sitting next to you, so who wouldn't panic!

"Weber Velvet! Raise your head for me, you boy!"

Kenneth on the other side could no longer see it, and shouted loudly:

"I thought that you stole my holy relics to prove something to me in this Holy Grail War, but are you embarrassing me like this?!"

"Hey~~!!!"

Hearing the stern rebuke from the person who was afraid in his heart, Weber shrank his head subconsciously, but he finally plucked up the courage to walk out from behind Rider and face Mr. Kenneth, who he feared the most.

But when he saw that gloomy face, he shuddered violently and almost tried to hide behind Rider again.

Only at this time, a warm temperature came from his back - it was Rider's big hand, which was supporting him from behind.

The big hand, which he had always hated, seemed to have given him great courage at this time, making Weber try his best to stand up straight, and then bowed deeply to the teacher in front of him:

"Yes, I'm sorry! Mr. Kenneth! It's my fault that I stole your holy relic...but!"

He raised his head, his eyes changed from fear and hesitation to firmness:

"But I don't regret it! I want to prove to my teacher in this Holy Grail War that my theory is not wrong! It doesn't matter what kind of talent you have in your family, what matters is the magician's personal efforts! I will definitely do it this time. Prove it in the Holy Grail War!"