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Chapter Thirty-Three: The End of the Disappointment

() "Huh?" Zhenyu turned his head and looked outside the wall. The backyard was also within the influence of his magic workshop. Here he could get some amplitude of abilities, which made his already excellent perception even more astonishing.

.The one that caught his attention was of course Assassin.

"Really here?" Maya's face looked a little weird. Tohsaka Toki still chose Assassin as cannon fodder? There is no reason. In this situation, he has not yet gained an absolute advantage, so why did he give up Assassin? Is it possible that Tohsaka

Has the tradition of the Saka family slipping up at critical moments started to appear again? "But it doesn't matter if you come, they are just here to deliver food anyway."

The kings present also stopped debating, and it seemed that they had also discovered the arrival of Assassin. Zhen Yu had already discovered it, and there was no reason why they, as servants, had not discovered it yet.

Strange white objects appeared in the atrium illuminated by the moonlight, one after another. Pale faces appeared in the atrium like flowers blooming. The paleness was the color of cold and dry bones, and this time Assassin did not appear.

He didn't use his breath to block it, but instead appeared upright and with quite a heroic aura.

"You did this? archer."

Archer shrugged innocently.

"Who knows, I don't have to understand those bastards' minds."

Since so many assassins were mobilized, it must not have been the order of Kotomine Kirei alone. It must have been the intention of his teacher, Tokiomi Tosaka.

Because Tokiomi performed the courtesy of a courtier to the King of Heroes, Archer recognized him as master. However, Tokiomi's behavior made Archer increasingly dissatisfied with him. Although the banquet was initiated by Rider, it was Archer who provided the wine.

What did Tokiomi mean by sending a killer during such a banquet? This was tantamount to smearing the King of Heroes’ face, did he know?

"Hmm... why are there so many rider and assassins?" Weber said tremblingly. He couldn't understand that this completely exceeded the rules of the Holy Grail War.

"Hey, kid, calm down, look at the little master of King of Rome, isn't he very calm!" Rider comforted Weber while sitting in the pavilion.

"What's going on? One after another... isn't there only one servant for each class?" Irisviel asked in confusion, with Saber protecting her behind.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of their prey, the assassins couldn't help but smile evilly, "You are right, we are Servants who regard the whole as an individual, and the individuals within it are just shadows of the whole."

"Does it mean... that we have been monitored by these guys until today?" Irisviel murmured in pain. Saber couldn't help but shudder. Although the opponent was not strong enough, they were able to sneak up on them and there were so many of them.

She is the one with the strongest combat power among the Servants and is also a big threat to the Master.

Zhen Yu is still standing aside, and the threat of Assassin is nothing to him. His powerful perception just restrains Assassin's breath blocking, and as one of the ranks with the worst ability value, Assassin also divides his power into dozens

In Zhenyu's opinion, this really doesn't pose much of a threat. However, with the appearance of Assassin, it is estimated that even if he can survive this time, he will become the target of the Servants in the future. After all, his ability is too threatening to the Master.

Big.

The assassin's eyes shuttled back and forth between Zhen Yu and Webb, and it seemed that he had regarded them as targets.

"Even me?" Zhen Yu frowned. Assassin's eyes looking at prey, especially the cat-and-mouse demeanor, were infuriating.

"Ri——rider, hey, hey..." Weber shouted uneasily, but Rider still didn't make any move. He looked at the Assassins around him, his eyes still calm and composed.

Rider smiled bitterly and sighed, and then faced the assassins surrounding him, he greeted with a dull expression like a fool: "I say everyone, can you restrain your ghost spirit? My friend is frightened by you.

."

Saber thought she had heard wrongly, but now even Nero and Archer frowned.

"Do you still want to invite them to the table? King of Conquerors." Nero said with a frown. As a king, he was sitting at the table with a humble assassin?

"Of course, the king's speech should be heard by all the people. Since some people come specifically to listen, it doesn't matter whether they are enemies or friends."

The rider said calmly, scooped out the red wine from the bottle with a spoon, and stretched it out to the assassins, "Come on, don't be polite. If you want to drink together, just come and get the cup yourself. This wine is with your blood."

"

Phew - a sound that penetrated the air answered Rider. Only the handle of the spoon was left in Rider's hand, and part of the spoon had fallen to the ground. This was done by one of the Assassins, and the wine in the spoon was also scattered on the ground of the pavilion.

.

Rider's tone is still calm, but it is clear that the feeling in it has changed. Although he has always seemed easy to talk to and seems to be a good guy, it depends on the person. Saber, Nero and Archer are just like him.

He is the king, so he respects him; as for Assassin, since he refuses the king's kindness, he will face the king's wrath!

"I said, 'this wine' is 'your blood' - yes. Since you let it spill on the ground casually, then I will..."

Before he finished speaking, a whirlwind roared up. The wind was hot and dry, as if it was going to burn everything. This wind simply came from the desert, roaring in my ears.

Feeling sand entering his mouth, Weber quickly spat. This was indeed sand. It was brought by the strange wind and was really hot sand that could not have appeared in the first place.

"Saber, caster, and archer, the final question of the banquet - is the king aloof?"

Rider, who was standing in the center of the hot wind, asked. Looking at the cloak flying on his shoulders, I don't know when he had put on the attire that a conquering king should have.

Archer laughed out loud - there was no need to ask, so he answered with silence.

"Yu Gugao!" Nero replied without hesitation! She was convinced from beginning to end that she was "an artist who rivals Apollo, the god of music" and "a chariot driver who rivals Thor, the sun god."

Saber did not hesitate. If her belief was shaken, it would be a denial of every day she spent as a king. "The king... is naturally aloof!"

"No, doesn't it mean there is no answer? Today I will teach you what a true king is!"

The unknown hot wind eroded the real world, and then it was overturned!

"How, how could this happen..." Waver and Irisviel exclaimed. As the ultimate existence of magic, the inherent barrier itself is a forbidden spell among forbidden spells.

"Is this Rider's inherent barrier?" Zhen Yu's eyes shone, and the Analytical Demonic Eye had been opened. Although it was an EX-level Noble Phantasm, it was being analyzed bit by bit under the influence of the Analytical Demonic Eye. Besides,

This is not the first time that Zhenyu has analyzed the inherent barrier. Whether it is Patchouli's "no

He has analyzed whether it is the "moving great library" or Nero's paradoxical "golden theater of provocation". However, as a great magic that uses mental images to erode the world, the inherent barrier requires a powerful mind in the heart of the caster.

Obsession, so even after analyzing the two inherent barriers, Zhen Yu still can't use them.

The sun is scorching the earth, the sky is clear, and the horizon is blurred by gravel. There is no obstruction anywhere in the field of vision.

"How is it possible... that you can actually materialize the scene in your heart... You are obviously not a magician?" Weber opened his mouth wide and shouted.

"Of course not. How can I do it alone? This is the land that our army once crossed. The warriors who shared the joys and sorrows with me have this scenery firmly imprinted in their hearts."

As the world changed, the people who were originally surrounded also changed their positions.

The Assassins who were originally forming a siege were moved aside alone, and Rider stood in the center. It seemed that he was preparing to fight alone.

Everyone stared with wide eyes at the mirage-like images that appeared around him. One, two, four, the number of images gradually increased, and they looked like an army. The colors also became gradually richer.

"This world can reappear because it is imprinted on each of our hearts."

In the astonished eyes of everyone, physical cavalry appeared one after another around Iskandar. Although the races and equipment were different, their strong bodies and brave knights all showed the strength of the army.

"These people... are all servants..."

Because he was the only one present who was the master, he understood that the true ace of the Servant Heroic Spirit Iskandar, the true form of the final Noble Phantasm, was appearing before his eyes.

"Behold, my unparalleled army!"

Full of pride and pride, the conquering king stood in front of the cavalry line and raised his arms and shouted.

"Even if the world is destroyed, their heroic spirits are still summoned. They are my loyal warriors in the legend. Eternal friends who respond to my call across time and space. They are my treasure! They are my way to be king! Yis

Kanner’s most powerful Noble Phantasm—‘The King’s Military Strength’!”

An ex-level anti-army weapon, the continuous summoning of du liservant!

There are military gods, King Maharaja, and the founders of past dynasties. Gathered in front of them are unique heroic spirits that have only been heard of in legends.

All of them have great reputations - they are all warriors who have fought with the great Iskandar.

A horse without a rider galloped towards the rider. It was a powerful and huge horse. If it were a human, its majesty would definitely not be inferior to that of other heroic spirits.

"Long time no see, partner."

The rider smiled like a child and hugged the horse's neck. It was obvious that "she" was Cephalus, the famous horse that was later known as the legend. Following the conquering king, even the horse became a heroic spirit.

No one could make any other sound except wonderment. Even Archer, who also possesses an EX-level super treasure, never sneered again after seeing such a radiant army.

The heroes who staked their dreams of becoming kings and fought with the king on the battlefield. Their loyalty never ended until death, and the conquering king turned this into an extraordinary Noble Phantasm.

Saber was shocked, not because of the power of his Noble Phantasm, but because this Noble Phantasm shook her proud belief.

This perfect support——

The bond between the one called the Noble Phantasm and his minister——

While pursuing her ideal career as the King of Knights, there was something she never got until the end——

"The king - he must live more truly than anyone else - and let everyone admire him!"

The Rider, who was sitting on the back of Becephalus, shouted loudly. The Heroic Spirits responded with the tapping of their shields and shouted together.

"The one who gathers the faith of all brave men and sets it as a goal to start an expedition is the king. So——"

"The king is not aloof. Because his wish is the wish of all his subjects!"

"Exactly! Exactly! Exactly!"

The majestic shouts of the heroic spirits flew through the sky. No matter what kind of enemies or barriers, they appeared to be no threat in front of the conquering king and his friends. Their high fighting spirit could cross the earth and cut off the ocean.

Therefore, the assassins are just like clouds in front of them.

"Okay, let's start assassin."

The rider's smiling eyes were full of ferocity and cruelty. Facing the person who ignored the king's words and refused the wine given by the king, he no longer wanted to show any mercy.

Some people ran away, some shouted in despair, and some just stood there blankly - the chaotic skeleton masks were really just a bunch of people.

"Ravage!"

The rider ordered without hesitation. Then - "!!"

What responded to him was a huge roar. The invincible army that once swept across Asia shook the battlefield again.

This can no longer be regarded as a fight, it is more appropriate to call it a sweep.

Even if you use a millstone to grind mustard seeds, the reaction will still be greater than it is now.

Wherever the "King's Army" went, there was no trace of assassin, leaving only a slight trace of blood and dust in the air.

"——Oooh!!"

The cheers of victory rang out, dedicating the victory to the king and praising the king's majesty. At the same time, the heroic spirits who had completed their tasks returned to their spiritual bodies and disappeared into the distance.

Later, the barrier maintained by their combined magic power was also lifted, everything shattered like bubbles, the scene returned to the original night, and several people stood in the atrium of Einzbern Castle again.

The bright white moonlight revealed the silence, and not a trace of dust could be seen in the air.

The four servants and three magicians sat back at their original positions and toasted again. The assassins had disappeared, and only the remains of the spoon with the handle cut off by the short knife confirmed what had just happened.

"What a disappointment!" Rider picked up a glass of wine and drank it all.

Gilgamesh was the first to break the silence and sneered: "Rider, you are really an eyesore..."

Rider smiled and said without hesitation, "Let me tell you first, no matter what, I will compete with you!"

"Humph!" Archer snorted coldly, but Archer did not reject him.

"Well, now that we've finished talking to each other, today's banquet ends here!"

"Wait, rider, I haven't..."

"Shut up!" Rider interrupted Saber coldly with a strong tone.

"Tonight is the king's banquet, but Saber, I don't recognize you as the king!"

"You! Do you still want to fool me?" Saber glared anxiously.

"Let's go, kid!" Ignoring Saber, Rider waved to Weber.

"..."

"Kid?"

"Ah? Ah!!" Weber, who was still stunned, just reacted and was dragged into the chariot by Rider in a daze.

Before that huge body got into the car, Rider looked back at Saber and said with a pity tone: "Little girl! You'd better wake up from your painful dream quickly, otherwise, one day you will

You don’t even have the qualifications to be a hero!”

After saying that, he ignored Saber and drove the chariot, accompanied by lightning. Rider was the first to leave!

Gilgamesh lowered his head and played with the wine glass. After seeing that Rider had left, he said with a happy expression: "Saber, you play the role of a clown on your road to please me. I like it very much."

, if you make me happy, maybe the Holy Grail will be rewarded to you like this!" With an evil smile, Gilgamesh said maliciously, but what he answered was a sharp sword energy... The wine glass in his hand was hit instantly.

of crushing.

Saber looked at Archer calmly. Rider was an existence that could be explained in words. Saber would argue and be impatient, but this golden servnat, Saber completely regarded it as an enemy.

"The banquet is over, Archer, either leave or draw your sword!"

"Hehehe!" With a strange expression, Archer smiled slyly, and the golden light gradually surrounded him, "...try hard, King of Knights, I think you are still very cute, hahahaha!" The golden light bloomed, next

In an instant, Gilgamesh had already left here.

The banquet ended, leaving the original four people alone.

ps: Thanks to the book friend "Devil's Chain zsr" for his review vote.

ps2: This part of the emperor is so hot!

ps3: I was originally going to let Nero come to the Golden Theater, but I found that she didn’t seem to have a range-of-effect damage weapon or skill, and I didn’t want to throw away the settings and get one, so I just forgot about it and will appear later.
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