Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

Because, the vest on which the 'grand strategy' is drawn is being stretched out by Iskanbul's thick muscles at this moment.

It was such a ridiculous embellishment on that incomparably strong body.

Alexander the Conqueror, however, was not at all self-aware.

"Yes, I think this dress is quite good!"

ps: Do you think the next world will be 'Problem Children' or 'The Realm of the Sky'?

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"Yes, I think this dress is quite good!"

Iscambul didn't care about the strange eyes of Heroic Spirits and Masters, and calmly showed his figure.

"After all, even a king should consider wearing civilian clothes."

There was incomparable pride in his words, and there were incomparably strong lines on the body occupied by muscles.

It can be said that in terms of stature alone, Iscambul was second only to Hercules in the Holy Grail War.

Of course, at the heroic level, it is possible to go beyond.

He is a king, an absolute overlord, a guy who vainly wants to conquer the whole world to show his greatness.

It can be said that no matter how strange the behavior is, it can be explained by the word 'heroic'.

"You really have no common sense. Have you forgotten all the knowledge given to you by the Holy Grail?"

Nero mocked lightly, with natural contempt in his words.

Indeed, the King of Conquerors at this moment, in terms of 15's own posture alone, does not have the slightest arrogance of being a king.

His white tank top emblazoned with a 'Grand Strategy' game and his scruffy shorts made him look ridiculous.

Not to mention majesty, he didn't even have basic dignity.

Incomparably sloppy, too rough, extremely casual, and even slovenly.

"It's really embarrassing. Sure enough, you were not qualified to become king with me from the beginning."

Gilgamesh said casually, with a hint of disdain on his face.

Or maybe it's a difference in concept, which Iscambul clearly noticed.

He asked boldly with that incomparably hearty voice.

"Then, King of Heroes, what is your so-called way of kingship?"

Although there were doubts in those words, they were more contemptuous like a general.

No matter how rough his face was, the man named King of Conquerors never hesitated to use some small means.

"It's really boring. You, who call yourself the king, are actually asking this king such a question?"

With unparalleled arrogance and unprecedented contempt, Gilgamesh looked at the burly figure in front of him lightly, and said with disdain.

"But, if you don't do this, how can you show your arrogance, King of Heroes."

Iscambul said jokingly, with a slight smile on his face.

Seeing such a look, Gilgamesh couldn't help frowning slightly, with a little disgust on his face.

"As a king, it is natural to keep a distance from your own subjects. If you are too close to the people, you will always be questioned by those lowly bastards."

Saying this, he paused lightly, and then he narrated his path as a king.

"The king's order cannot be justified, the majesty of the king cannot be questioned, the power of the king cannot be underestimated, and the king's way, those courtiers should just follow one after another to dedicate themselves!"

There was unparalleled domineering in his words, as well as a hint of arrogance as a king.

Hearing such words, Iskanbul could not help shaking his head slightly.

"So, our paths are really opposite."

There was a slight sigh in his words, or a hint of relief.

This man, the King of Conquerors, is looking forward to the appearance of a tyrant like him in this world to fight each other, and on the other hand, he is afraid of the king who is on the same path as him.

It is precisely because he knows how terrible the path he is walking on is that he is even more afraid of it.

After all, Tyrant, only one is enough.

"So, apart from this king, the rest are just bastards."

Gilgamesh said contemptuously, and golden rays of light bloomed behind him.

At this moment, on this street, those innocent people have long since disappeared under the 'repelling enchantment' of Reinis.

In this extremely bustling commercial street, at the moment it is extremely strange that there are only two masters and heroic spirits.

"Are you so eager to praise your dominance?"

The corner of King Conqueror's mouth couldn't help showing a little smile.

There was a hint of boldness on his marble-like face that had been carefully carved.

"Acclaiming kingship and showing hegemony are the mission of a king. Don't you think so, king of conquest?"

On Gilgamesh's handsome face with a hint of arrogance, a faint killing intent appeared at this moment.

"Yeah, showing your dominance is the essence of conquest."

Hearing Gilgamesh's words, Iscambul couldn't help chuckling.

However, his face was filled with a little bit of bitterness.

"Unfortunately, I can't accompany you, King of Heroes."

While speaking like this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a malicious smile.

"Tonight, there is a banquet that I am extremely looking forward to. If I miss it, I will regret it immensely."

Alexander the Conqueror said indifferently, and then looked at Gilgamesh in front of him lightly.

"I see. Is this why you came here? Where is the banquet that a guy like you is looking forward to?"