Come on, I went full circle and ended up back where I started.
But this time Weber was not angry, but his face was full of helplessness, and he complained feebly:
"Rider, do you really want to go out and be beaten by a group of people? I also want to take the initiative, but aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by them?"
"Haha, don't underestimate me." The emperor smiled heartily, stretched out his arms to flex his muscles, "Don't be afraid, we are the ones with the numerical advantage!"
As the leader of the hegemonic army, he will naturally not be afraid and has no intention of shrinking back. The stronger the enemy, the more meaningful it is to conquer.
Thinking of Rider's powerful treasure, Weber felt a little more confident, but he still persuaded:
"But it would be too irrational to be so stupid and act as a target. Just bear with it for the time being. As time goes by, the situation may change..."
Fight until the end and win the chicken without killing anyone.
Although Weber didn't have this idea, he still felt that he could continue to pretend to be a grandson. Now it was not because of fear, but based on a calm judgment of the situation.
The emperor grinned and looked at his master: "I only said to take the initiative, but I didn't say that there would definitely be a fight."
"If you don't want to fight, then why are you going out?" Weber was confused.
The emperor waved his hand and said with great enthusiasm: "Of course I'm inviting them to drink."
"Hey, hey, what are you thinking?! Do you think they will drink with you obediently?" Webb was a little crazy. He could never keep up with Rider's imagination.
The emperor's eyes were blazing, and he told Weber about his plan to hold a king's banquet.
This move can be said to kill three birds with one stone. Not only can he and the other two kings discuss the king's ways, but he can also go out openly to test the enemy and collect intelligence. It may also cause some changes and maybe break the deadlock.
After listening to Rider's explanation, Weber thought for a while and felt that there was a way to do it. With the honor and pride of heroic spirits, it was unlikely that they would fight at a formal banquet.
"The King of Knights and the King of Heroes probably won't refuse, but what about that guy Wu Ming? He's not very particular."
Weber has not forgotten that Wuming's nuclear bomb exploded at Matou's house that night, almost killing all the Masters present.
It still frightens him.
The emperor touched his chin and said with great interest:
"Haha, I know that guy is very dishonest, but the little lady of the Knight King won't let him mess around."
According to his judgment, Wuming must not be able to get along well with the King of Knights, and the two of them probably have conflicts.
As for Hassan, forgive the emperor and Weber for ignoring him. They didn't think Assassin dared to cause trouble in front of the three kings.
Besides, Hassan is so rubbish, there is nothing to be afraid of.
………
Three o'clock in the morning, deep in the forest.
In the vortex filled with rich vitality, Ren closed his eyes tightly and allowed his instinct to lead him.
He completely emptied his mind, as if he were in the center of the bright Milky Way, as if the stars were spinning with it.
The silence of the night enveloped him, the moonlight caressed his cheek, and the fragrance of pine filled all his senses... The breeze was like a soft song, flowing high and low in his ears.
Finally, the energy of the stars in the body reached its peak.
Like the tide of the sea, waves rose up one after another, and soon reached a certain limit. The next second, countless fluorescent lights poured out, completely drowning him...
Early the next morning.
When the first ray of sunshine in early winter passed through the dense branches and leaves and shone on Ren's face, he opened his eyes.
His eyes, as deep as the starry sky, gradually returned to normal, and the two six-pointed star patterns on his palms quickly disappeared, with a trace of sincere joy on his face.
The progress is faster than expected.
When you first arrive in a new world, the period of rapid growth in strength has passed, and then the rate of improvement in strength will gradually slow down.
But at this moment, the energy of the stars in his body has completely absorbed the advantages of this world's magic power.
If you come to this universe next time, maybe you can come directly in the physical body without having to disguise yourself.
Renn subconsciously glanced at the deathly scene around him.
All you can see are yellow and decaying flowers, trees, and carcasses of birds and animals. It can be said that another forest has been destroyed.
"Praise nature and thank the flowers, plants and trees for their generous gifts." Renn sighed in a pretentious manner.
He had a wonderful feeling.
If I stay in this world for a long time and continuously devour the Great Source to strengthen my body, is it possible that I will become something like Beast (a beast is a great disaster rejected by human history, and there are seven evils of mankind in total)
exist.
Of course, if you restrain your behavior, it is possible to become a crowned heroic spirit, at least to the level of a crowned hero.
At 7 o'clock in the morning, Ren returned to the castle from the forest and prepared breakfast at the urging of Matou Kariya.
After they finished breakfast, Saber came back on the motorcycle.
There was a hint of exhaustion on her pretty face, and her expression was a bit depressed. It was obvious that she had gained nothing in the evening.
When Arturia walked to the courtyard in front of the castle and found out that Ren was lying leisurely on a deck chair to soak up the sun, a trace of anger suddenly rose in her heart.
She raised her eyebrows and stared at him with her emerald-like pupils: "Wu Ming, you are really too much!"
"Miss Knight King, it's just a failure. Don't be discouraged. Nothing in the world is difficult, as long as you are willing to climb.
Your efforts will definitely pay off. If you continue to search, you will definitely find the Conqueror King. Come on, I support you!"
Ren Xian glanced at King Dumao and yawned lazily.
He knew why Artoria was angry.
She worked hard and ran all night in the cold wind. What were her teammates doing? They were so idle that they ate, chatted, slept, and even basked in the sun in the castle.
This will make everyone feel a little unbalanced.
Sure enough, Ren's attitude of cheating and making sarcastic remarks, as well as his flat tone, made Saber tremble with anger.
She walked up to Ren angrily, with a pretty face:
"Wu Ming, can you be more serious? We are fighting the Holy Grail War, not traveling for sightseeing!"
Be serious, there's a war going on.
"For me, it's just a trip, and I don't need to use the Holy Grail to make a wish." Ren said nonchalantly.
The Holy Grail is none of my business.
King Daimao was stunned for a moment, then stared into his eyes: "Since winning or losing doesn't matter to you, then why do you want to form an alliance with Kiritsugu? Just to copy my Noble Phantasm?"
Well... the truth is here, isn't he just trying to plagiarize?
There was a smile on Ren's face: "I said it was to help the lovely Miss Knight King win, do you believe it?"
"Humph, stop talking nonsense, what exactly do you think?" King Daimao snorted lightly and turned his head away.
Ren slowly stood up, stood with his hands behind his hands, and said in an ethereal voice:
"Since I got tired of searching, I have learned to find it as soon as I find it; since a headwind came, I have been able to withstand the wind from all directions and sail on the boat."
King Da Mao: “…………”
It was so tiring that she couldn't understand what nonsense he was talking about.