[Comprehensive] Mr. Gai is very good at fishing

Therefore, the three servants decided the next battle in such a child's play way. It had nothing to do with the Holy Grail or victory. They just wanted to have a good fight before being recalled to the Seat of Heroes.

The magic power in the Lesser Holy Grail has not yet been filled by the souls of the followers, therefore, there is still not a short time before the Black Holy Grail actually descends.

After the two magician masters had a full rest, Diarmuid, Iskandar and the self-contained Gilgamesh stood on an open flat ground.However, the master and slave of the caster, who stayed out of the whole Holy Grail War, still chose to watch.

"Wang, I can do the work here for you. Are you sure you really don't want to go?"

"No, Gaetia, it is my mission to purify the Great Holy Grail, so you don't have to do it for me."

Gaetia is troubled every day, because the king of ancient Israel did not have self-awareness as a human being.

Iskandar and Diarmuid want to fight this boring Holy Grail War because of their belief in conquest and the pride of warriors, and present the most brilliant ending to this once-in-a-world encounter.

But Solomon would not act because of this strange emotion.

He is like a large-scale AI that has been programmed, so he may follow the master's order and go into the battlefield. With such an expression, he can't understand what blood boiling is.

Forget it, don't think about this kind of thing if you can't figure it out. If you continue to struggle with it, you will only get more and more frustrated.

Getia decided to give up thinking, and the two turned their gazes to the mirror dedicated to fishing.

The three cavalry servants stood in the open space in a triangular shape, presenting a melee situation of cooperation and wariness with each other.

But in general, Iskandar the Conqueror and Diarmud got closer, and the two faced Gilgamesh together. The Hero King Gilgamesh.

Iskandar tightly gripped the long sword at his waist, staring at Gilgamesh without blinking.

Diarmuid untied the cloth strips with spells painted on the two spears, with a slightly distressed look on his face.

"The permanent mobilization-type Noble Phantasm is at a disadvantage against an opponent like the King of Heroes. If you can't get close... No, even if you can get close, the golden armor can resist it. If you come down with it Those two swords will be fine..."

Otherwise, I can only pray that the demon-breaking red rose can render the King of Heroes' armor ineffective.

The elite knights of the Fiona Knights thought so, and made a choice that was completely different from many parallel worlds.

"My respected master, can you please use the command spell in your hand? Although these two magic spears are not particularly powerful treasures, I also hope to meet the challenge with the strongest strength under this posture. "

Although the servant he had summoned gave him such a disrespectful command, Kenneth still raised his hand cooperatively, and the red marks on the back of his hand faded one after another.

The magic contest developed by Fuyuki, an unknown place, is a bit interesting, but the time is short...

Forget it, it’s useless, Command Seals can strengthen the quality of followers, what if Diarmuid can win?

"In the name of the command spell, lancer, each attribute will be upgraded by one level!"

"I order in the name of the command spell, lancer, restore this body to the strongest state!"

"Order in the name of the Command Seal, lancer, be loyal to me until the last moment!"

"Yes, my lord! I will fight for you until the last moment of my life!"

The huge magic power brought by the dissolution of the Command Spell was rolling in his body. Diarmuid closed his eyes, savoring the rapidly filling magic power and the sudden disconnection.

The long-cherished wish...has come true.

This recognition even made Diarmuid slightly resist the future Holy Grail summoning.

Because this is the only happy end obtained in thousands of attempts, there has never been such a situation before, and there will never be such a situation again.

When I opened my eyes again, this sharp magic spear faded away from the haze of the past, and once again became the powerful knight who ruled the world in the past!

"The way of loyalty, although it's a pity that I can't recruit you to be my subject. But your loyalty to your lord is worthy of praise!"

Iskandar admired, and raised the long sword that has been sublimated from a mortal thing to a treasure. Suddenly, the violent wind pressure and the shining white light spread endlessly.

"This is……"

After the storm stopped, the moon spirit marrow liquid automatically turned back into a cloud of mercury, allowing Kenneth to see the scenery in front of him.

As far as the eye can see, there is only a high and blue sky, and the endless yellow sand that seems to never end. Even the long wind blowing towards the face has a clear taste of sunshine and sand.

"It turned out to be the materialization of the scenery I wanted, and it became an inherent enchantment?!"

Weber Velvet stared blankly at the scene in front of him, almost forgot to breathe.

This is the rider's other treasure besides the Kamui wheel, right?Unfortunately……

Even at this moment when we are about to leave, we can only take a look at it.

The young student of the clock tower was thinking blankly, and suddenly felt a tightness in his neck, and the whole person sat on the wide saddle of Bucefalas.

"Student Weber Velvet, are you still here in a daze when it's time for a life-and-death struggle! If this was a battle, you would have died hundreds of times!"

The sarcastic voice of the mentor Kenneth came from behind, and the sharpness contained in it even made Weber almost want to find a crack in the ground to get in here.

"What your mentor said is not wrong, but...it is completely normal for people who see this for the first time to be stunned!"

His broad and warm chest vibrated, and he made a sound of tolerance and encouragement.

"No, rider, I'm not angry or ashamed about this, I just think...the me before was too immature."

The short-haired boy in Iskandar's arms quickly returned to normal, speaking firmly.

"Just because Mr. Kenneth criticized my thesis in front of everyone, ran out of the class, took the teacher's relic and went to fight here. Such a big mistake It is really incredible that I can still live in this world and accept the teacher's teachings with peace of mind."

"Oh? If your teacher becomes my master, I won't get along with him as well as you do."

Iskandar was a little curious about how that place called the Clock Tower actually existed.Mere differences in arguments can lead to the loss of life.

It's a pity that the shackles of the Great Holy Grail are too strong, and he can't travel across the ocean to see that place called England.

Sure enough, he should win a war and become a living person again.

"...Even if it's a matter of compatibility, that's not an excuse for me to steal from the teacher as a student."

Weber stroked Bucefalas' thick mane. In the past few days, he had learned much more than he had in the past ten years.

Fortunately, the paper was in the hands of Mr. Kenneth.

If it was published without review, then, within a day, his body would rot and stink in the room, right?

As long as the Clock Tower, which highly respects blood, has always maintained a thin and long blood, a heretic like him should be crucified and burned to ashes on the fire.

On the excellent platform of the Holy Grail War, the more he understood Kenneth, the deeper Weber's guilt towards him became.

Teacher Kenneth is a good man. As a conservative aristocratic faction, he didn't kill him immediately after seeing his paper, but used public criticism to make him a clown in the mouth of the students, diverting the nobles' attention. line of sight.

This quality shone like a jewel in the brutally competitive clock tower.

"You have indeed matured a lot." Iskandar said with a smiling voice from above his head, "Go on growing up like this, you have what it takes to be that hero over there! In order to prevent someone from robbing you in the future Come, I, Iskandar the Macedonian, Alexander the Great, ask you—"

"Weber Velvet, can you agree to become my subject and fight with me to the end of the sea?"

"Eh?"

Weber, who was suddenly hit by surprise, was completely stunned, and then a burst of inexplicable soreness filled his nose, and even his voice began to choke.

This man... this man... until his death, he looked like a big boy, embracing an unattainable and wonderful dream...

"Although I'm an immature master, I can't even supply magic power as perfect as the teacher, but... I also hope you can win!"

That is not grievance, nor is it bitterness, but the anticipation and excitement of witnessing the way of conquest!

"My servant, Weber Velvet orders you in the name of Command Seal: rider, you must win to the end."

"I order you again in the name of the command spell: rider, you must defeat the powerful enemy."

"I ordered you three times in the name of the command spell: rider, conquer the world, don't fail!"

Different from Kenneth's orderly and clear instructions, Weber's unspecified orders are essentially a waste. Those three command spells were merely converted into a large amount of magic power and replenished into Iskandar's spirit body, not like Diarmuid. That is greatly enhanced.

Even so, the King of Conquerors still laughed heroically, holding the horse's belly and causing the Bucephalus to stand up, and raised the long sword in his hand.

At the end of the mountain, at the end of the sea, forest-like spears and rain-like troops suddenly appeared, forming a neat formation and approaching Iskandar.

Holding the Holy Grail, Gilgamesh looked coldly at the two cavalry servants who were coming like a storm, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

"In that case, let me test your qualifications."