[Comprehensive] Playing off again

Bicycles are a product of modern times, and none of the kings had seen them in their own time, nor did they practice in advance when they got the news of this race.

It is easy to understand where Rider's confidence comes from. He is a cavalryman, and he has bonuses in "riding". Naturally, it is not difficult to drive this not-so-complicated rickshaw. Although Saber is a swordsman, King Arthur himself is a horse A skilled king may also have a bonus in "riding". As for Archer - it is probably purely for death.

Anyway, that guy must think that "the king is omnipotent" or something.

Elan thought lazily, and felt that it was almost the same.

The people in the auditorium were also looking at the contestant area.

Although there is no chance of betting like horse racing, people are still discussing their favorite champions.

"That red-haired one looks like an iron tower... won't the bicycle be reimbursed?"

"Did he go to the wrong set? Is there a Sanda competition nearby?"

"That girl is so cute! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly!

"The one in the black motorcycle suit is super handsome, and he doesn't look short of money..."

"After such a distance, are you sure that the circle around his neck is gold?"

Amid the noise, Elan accurately captured the discussion about the three kings.Whether it was Rider's tallness, Saber's clarity, or Archer's handsomeness, they were all talked about with gusto.

The divine sense found the traces of Weber in the auditorium. The short Master sat in the official relative's seat with a face of reluctance, looking at Rider from time to time.

Irisviel was sitting next to him.

The android of the Einzbern family was obviously affected by the atmosphere, and happily chatted with Weber: "Are you here to cheer for Rider?"

Weber was absent-minded, "Hmm..."

The men in the kinship table glared at Waver.

Long hair like silver silk hangs down the back, and the clear red eyes contain the gentleness of a mature woman and the innocence of a pure girl. The woman is as delicate as a doll, and she is wearing high-end fur—even though I lack common sense and think it is a commoner The attire, all in all, proper Bai Fumei!

It would be fine if Irisviel ignored anyone, but she seemed to have a different view of Weber, and the latter looked like a poor student no matter how he looked, with such a bad attitude, what did he catch the eyes of the god of white rich beauty?

Things in the world are so unfair.

Weber didn't notice these envious and jealous eyes.

It's not that he's used to it like Elan, but his attention is allotted to Rider and other Servants.Weber originally thought that only Rider would come to participate in this kind of competition out of boredom, but unexpectedly, both Saber and Archer came.

Saber was accompanied by the agent Master, and Archer knew that he participated with his own volition if he thought about it—I don't know where he got the confidence.

After getting the news from Elan, Weber knew that Archer was Gilgamesh, and after checking the information, he also had some confidence in this personality, such as honey confidence.

Rider told him that an important reason for forming an alliance with Berserker—no, the Ruler group was the other party's excellent intelligence gathering ability, at least Archer's real name and Saber's real Master, etc., he was unable to find out.

Another important reason is that Rider judged that with the opponent's form and style, he would not be the kind of person who stabs a knife in the back-except for a few weird ones, most Servants have their own pride, and the more proud they are, the less likely they will behave like villains.

Of course, the Master sometimes drags his feet.

This is why Rider said that he wanted to meet and talk. He wanted to see what kind of person Kariya Matou, the Master of Berserker, was confident that a young human being could not escape the eyes of the King of Conquerors. When he came to Matou Mansion, he found that Berserker had become Master, Ruler is undoubtedly a proud Servant, so he readily agreed to form an alliance.

It is a surprise to be able to live, eat, read books and so on.

If you think about it carefully, if you must find an ally, only Yagami is the most reliable.

Weber looked at Saber's aristocratic clothing that was exactly the same as Irisviel's. The white fur set off the girl's figure more attractively; then he looked at Archer's brand-name casual clothes and black motorcycle jacket, which looked cool and handsome. breath - he couldn't bear to look at Rider anymore.

The T-shirt with a world map on the chest purchased online and the oversized pants bought at a cheap business... The contrast is too tragic.

Irisviel didn't understand why Weber frowned and closed his eyes, but the other party quickly opened them again, and she continued happily, "Saber must be No.1."

Waver retorted reflexively, "Rider is the one!"

Irisviel argued, "Saber can even fly a plane! Even if you haven't seen it before, you can't beat Saber, her 'riding' ability is very powerful!"

Weber sneered, "Did you know that Rider is called 'Cavalry'?"

Not to be outdone, Alice Vier said, "Saber can drive a car, and it's great!"

The two (agent) Masters started the process of pinching each other, discussing why their Servants won the game from various angles, the naivety of the scene was unbearable to watch.

There are many people who participate in racing competitions.

There are many people who know something like a bicycle, and the qualifications to participate in the competition are easy to satisfy. Just show the ticket stub for the three-day carnival. Rider didn’t come yesterday and didn’t buy a ticket. He asked Yagami for his ticket stub yesterday. It's also why Yagami knows that Rider will come if there is no accident.

Anyway, carnival tickets do not distinguish between people.

The venue for the competition is a large circular open space. The edge of the circle is surrounded by a track, and five eye-catching yellow lines are drawn inside, that is, there are six tracks in total.

The first thing to do is the preliminaries. The officials need to eliminate some people first. Every group of six people will compete with two referees outside the field. One is responsible for directing and handling emergencies, and the other is responsible for timing the stopwatch.

That's right, a stopwatch.

There are too many applicants. It would be too troublesome to adopt a competition system such as 64 into 32. I don’t know how long it will take. The official adopted a lazy method and talked directly about the data.

In other words, No.1 in this group is not necessarily faster than No.2 in that group. It depends on how long it took you to reach the finish line by bicycle.

At the end of the competition, the first, second and third places were determined, the champion, second place and third place. Elan suspected that Servant would just occupy these three spots.

"come on!"

"Alian-jun, you are the best!"

"Sasha surpassed him, surpassed him!"

Staff pushing small carts selling snacks, small flags and other items passed by, and the officials did not miss this opportunity to make money.

There were no king-to-king situations in the preliminaries.

Elan gnawed on the popcorn, looked at Rider and Saber's skillful driving methods, and then looked at Archer's short process from almost turning to someone else's track to being familiar with it, and sneered.

The boy said in a firm tone: "Archer will definitely make trouble, just watch."

Shendi's calculations are fast.

The so-called VIP seat is the most suitable place to watch the players' movements. The speed data of the three kings flashed in Elan's mind. Rider and Saber are relatively close, Saber has a slight advantage, Archer is left behind, and there are a few people in the middle class players.

As if aware of Elan's disdainful gaze, Archer, who stopped at the finish line, looked into the distance, raised his right hand, closed his left eye, and made a shooting gesture.

I learned a lot about modern times, King of Heroes.

When Ailan and Gangji finished eating a bag of popcorn and each settled a glass of freshly squeezed juice, the finals finally started under the much-anticipated.

The official sent a hostess to interview the six finalists. Perhaps the original intention was to stir up the atmosphere, and the three advanced humans also cooperated very well. They introduced themselves and looked forward to a set. When they arrived at Servant time...

"May I ask your name, fair lady?"

"Nice to meet you, I'm Artoria."

"Why did you come to this game?"

"Because Irisviel wants a prize."

"What a beautiful name, is that your friend?"

"Yes." Saber said with a smile, "My Royal Highness."

The big screen facing the auditorium showed the image of the family seat, and the identical costumes of Alice Fierna and Saber, who were holding their faces, were quickly recognized by people. Screams and whistles sounded together, accompanied by "Lily Race" High" sporadic shouts.

"May I have your name, sir?"

"Iskandar, I signed up for the competition because I thought it was very interesting. The one sitting next to the lady just now is Boy Weber who came with me, um."

"……yes."

Weber covered his face with his hands, Rider, you are ashamed, don't drag me into the water!

The noise this time was not much less than last time, and there were heartbroken voices everywhere, "What? Ma'am!" Such shouts reflected people's disbelief.

Due to Rider's rush to answer, the host quickly turned to Archer, "Excuse me..."

Her voice stopped.

The snake-like scarlet eyes looked at her coldly, the feeling was not comparable to the cold winter wind, as if it wanted to freeze the soul of a person.

"Go ahead, bastard."

Archer's expression was indifferent and majestic, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes, but it was by no means a friendly smile that made people feel happy.

"It is a serious crime to keep the king waiting."

"Yes Yes!"

The host was startled, subconsciously stepped back a few steps away from him, and then realized his situation.The question was not finished just now, that is, the microphone was not passed to the lips of the blond young man, and such words were not spread.

Taking responsibility for the work, the host said in a hurry: "Contestant No. 5 is relatively shy and unwilling to disclose information, hahaha."

Feeling that Youdao's gloomy gaze was about to burn his back, the host ran away quickly—to interview No. 6.

Because the aura of the three kings here is too strong, the other three are far away from them, and the two sides are almost completely different. The host now knows why.

It's dangerous to touch No. 5 casually. In this way, No. 5 and No. 1 standing together with No. 3 don't look easy...

It is safer to go back to Mars.

Rider looked at the graceful figure of the host fleeing, scratched his face, "Archer, be gentle with the lady."

Archer: "Hmph."