When most of the people at the comic show gathered around the stage, a figure with blond hair and a trouser pocket appeared in the comic show.
When he was alone, Gilgamesh seemed to be just a handsome guy with a sharp temperament. Although he was arrogant and contemptuous of all living beings, he knew to some extent that the world was different from before. Being a king meant accepting the changes in the world.
, otherwise why would you call him a king?
Entering the comic exhibition, Gilgamesh didn't find anything that interested him. Finally, he found a racing game console and sat down to play.
This game console requires the use of tokens. Gilgamesh has already won a bunch of ghostwriters and is standing next to him. When people gathered around him, he left to himself.
But it's not like he didn't do anything.
"snort."
He glanced towards the stage, then turned around and left the comic exhibition.
"As a sideshow before the clown performance, it's pretty good."
Samura dragged his tired body and left the comic exhibition with Kotomine Kirei.
As for which aspect he was tired from, he could only say that he was tired from all aspects.
However, after feeling a certain aura, he still regained his previous sharp eyes.
"Is it the guy from before who hasn't given up yet?" Zuo Cun's eyes held a hint of coldness.
This coldness is not directed at the guy who has been inviting fights, but at everyone.
He is in a very bad mood now.
"Assassin, do you want to challenge?"
Kotomine Kirei also regained his calm priest appearance.
Zuocun expressed surprise at this.
"No - when did you change your clothes? Weren't you still wearing that support uniform before?"
"There is a changing room at the Comic Con, so I brought my clothes in advance."
Kotomine Kirei tugged on his gloves and looked at Zuomura strangely: "But Assassin, you don't need a dressing room, right? If you change into the clothes you wear as a servant, you don't just need to drive the magic power.
?"
"The magic power you have in this world is provided by me."
"We shouldn't fight." Zuo Cun's mouth twitched, and finally he sighed, looked in a certain direction, and smiled.
"After all, there is someone else who takes up the challenge."
"What we have to do is hide and observe, that's all."
"Rider, you must listen to me this time!"
Weber pulled Alexander's clothes and said forcefully.
"I know, I know, you must want to stand still again, right?" Alexander laughed and patted Weber on the back, "Don't worry, my opinion is the same as yours this time."
"So - eh?"
Weber thought that Alexander would continue to refute and then go his own way. He didn't expect that Alexander would directly agree with his idea, and he was stunned for a moment subconsciously.
"Rider, is it true or false?"
Weber showed a shocked expression.
"You don't want to rush forward directly!?"
"Fool!"
Snapped!
"ah!"
Alexander flicked Weber's head, causing Weber to squat on the ground and curl his lips.
"Do you think the Conqueror King would be such a foolhardy guy?"
"Or, as the master, you will not realize that this is an excellent opportunity?"
"Uh, next time, can you please don't flick my head?"
Weber said with tears in his eyes.
"Hahahaha - boy! You still have a lot to learn. Let's go and follow the feeling of magic!"
After laughing twice, Alexander took advantage of the unnoticed kung fu spirit and disappeared in place. After Weber stood up, he helplessly rubbed the small red and swollen area where Alexander had popped out, and sighed.
Take a breath.
Then he patted his face, cheered up, and ran to the north, chasing the feeling of magic.
——Follow the magic!
Faced with the direct invitation to challenge, the Assassin team did not accept the challenge, and neither did the Rider team.
It was the Saber team that took up the challenge.
Annuo and Irisviel, who was following him, were walking towards the place where the other party exuded magic power.
"Saber, the one who was with Kotomine Kirei at that time couldn't be her."
Irisviel looked around as she walked, and after making sure there was no one around, she asked Annuo in a low voice.
"Yes, that is the servant that Kotomine Kirei summoned during this Holy Grail War, Assassin—Samura Anno."
Anno did not conceal Samura's information, but directly told Irisviel about it - which was equivalent to directly telling Emiya Kiritsugu.
This is the Holy Grail War, and every servant participating in the Holy Grail War must use everything available to win.
This is not an extra-moral means, because this is a war without morality.
"Is Anno Zuomura the one in today's show?"
Irisviel recalled her happy experience today and recalled the imitation performance.
That show was quite interesting.
"Yes, although there are some discrepancies between the story and the facts, that game was indeed created based on Anno Samura. He is the person standing next to Kirei Kotomine."
"Is that so? It feels like he is a weirdo."
She wore a cheer uniform to cheer for her idol, and even participated in a competition to imitate herself. The most important thing was that she lost in the competition.
This made Irisviel immediately think that Anno Zumura was a strange person.
"He's not a weirdo. Today, he's just. Well, he is indeed a weirdo." An Nuo wanted to help Zuocun explain, but after thinking about it, Zuocun was really weird today, so he didn't explain.
"But, Saber, how did you know that he was Anno Zuomura?" Irisviel was still a little curious about this.
"I have some connection with him, it happened in the past." An Nuo obviously didn't want to discuss this topic in depth.
"Is that so? I understand." Irisviel naturally understood the meaning of Annuo's words, smiled, and did not continue to ask further questions.
"It's right in front, ma'am, stand behind me."
It was already approaching evening. Following the feeling of magic, Annuo and Irisviel walked to the port near the sea. Annuo's eyes became wary.
This kind of magic power, the other party's attitude has been extremely obvious.
"It looks like the first true Servant battle in this Holy Grail War is about to begin."
Zuo Cun, who was in the darkness, felt the magic power of the two knights at war, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
He had already resumed his attire as a follower and followed from a distance, always paying attention to Annuo.
And Annuo finally saw his opponent in the port at dusk.
"Why, aren't you going to escape with the beautiful Master behind you today? A guy without chivalry."
The servant holding the two guns smiled coldly, showing off his sharp edge.