"Oh, there's something not right about the situation right now. That Lancer is no match for Saber. He was the one who took the lead in provocation."
Observing the battlefield at the dock through Weber's familiar, Alexander Iskandar smacked his lips.
"I said.Rider"
Weber lay beside him, his legs trembling, and he looked at the traffic coming and going below with tears in his eyes, looking like he was about to die.
"Let's go down quickly"
The location they are currently at is Fuyuki Bridge.
The top of Fuyuki Bridge.
The place where you can stand is only a metal support that is more than half a meter wide. If you lose your footing, you will fall and be shattered to pieces. You may even be run over by a few cars, destroying your equipment or something.
"Well, Lancer is in a bit of trouble right now. That Saber's physical ability is really incredible."
"Well, isn't that just right?"
Weber raised his head from the bridge with difficulty.
"If Lancer retires, we will have one less opponent."
"You idiot, what are you talking about!"
boom!
Alexander stamped his foot, causing the entire bridge to tremble. Weber, who had raised his head slightly, immediately fell down again.
"Yes, is there any problem? Our original plan was not to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and then wait for them to both suffer losses and then reap the benefits."
"Boy, you don't understand this."
Alexander stood at the top of the bridge, hugging his chest and showing a domineering smile.
"It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be able to fight heroes from different eras, and it's six people at a time! Our plan is indeed to sit on the mountain and watch the fight, but now, that guy Lancer is going to retire."
"Originally, I wanted to observe again to see if Lancer's provocation could attract more servants, but now it seems that there are only Saber and Assassin."
"So - it's almost time!"
"Hahahahahaha——"
Laughing, Alexander opened his arms.
"Whether it's Saber or that Lancer, judging from this battle, they are all loyal and sincere people! It would be a pity if they died like this!"
After listening to Alexander's words, Weber was stunned for a moment, and then showed a tearless, even somewhat collapsed expression, and wailed.
"But they deserve to die! If they don't die, what will we do?"
"Isn't that what the Holy Grail War is all about, fighting each other!"
Snapped!
Alexander flicked his finger on Weber's head, knocking out Weber's tears and snot, and then looked at the gradually darkening sky, showing a calm and majestic expression.
"Victory, but not destruction."
"Domineering, but not humiliating."
"Only in this way can it be called a conquest."
"so--"
Zheng——
boom!!!
Pulling out the short sword from his waist, Alexander slashed toward the sky. Amidst the roaring thunder, the space seemed to be cut open directly. The sacred bull roared and neighed. Alexander, Rider's mount, appeared.
"It's time to go to war, boy!!!"
"You guy - you are so messy!!!"
"My name is Alexander Iskandar, the Conqueror!"
"In this Holy Grail War, I appear as Rider!"
Alexander opened his arms and without any hesitation, he said his real name.
The people in Weber were dumbfounded. They squatted in the basket of the bullock cart and looked up at Alexander as if he were a big fool.
"What on earth are you doing! Why did you give your real name when you came up - ah!"
Alexander chuckled, without giving Weber a chance to speak completely. He flicked his forehead again, and then looked at Saber Annuo and Lancer Diarmuid who were standing on both sides of the bullock cart.
Annuo raised one hand and looked at Alexander warily. He had met many strange people when he was alive, and he had also met such a bold and unrestrained person, so it was not an accident.
Diarmuid raised his two guns, a little strange and a little wary.
In the Holy Grail War, would there be any servants who would reveal their true names when they come up?
There are still some scars on his body, especially on his chest, where there is a particularly obvious wound that is still oozing blood.
The magic power that Annuo struck just now was extremely oppressive. Diarmait did not choose to fight head on, but followed Annuo's strength to try to resolve the attack, but he still suffered such damage.
"Conqueror Alexander Iskandar?"
Annuo raised his head and looked at the domineering conquering king.
"Exactly!"
Alexander still had a wild smile on his face.
"Although we will inevitably have to fight for the existence of the Holy Grail, I have a question that I want to ask you first."
He raised his arms, showing off his strength and bravery.
"Are you—willing to join my king's command and dedicate the Holy Grail to me?"
"If you wish -"
Bang!!!
His fists hit his chest together, making a dull sound.
"The king will treat you as a close friend and share the joy of conquering the world with you!"
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The two looks that looked at Alexander were filled with surprise and confusion.
What is this person talking about?
"I'm sorry, but I obey." Diarmuid's eyes showed the sullenness after being teased.
"The only person worthy of me offering the Holy Grail is the Master who has made a contract with me, and it will definitely not be you, Rider."
"Intruding into the battlefield of knights' duel is an insult."
"I can declare war on you immediately, Rider."
Annuo's expression was more direct.
His holy sword [Chalk of Sighs] has even been shrouded in silvery white light again, as if he will release the holy light at Rider in the next second.
Alexander, who was rejected by both of them, looked a little embarrassed.
He scratched his head, as if thinking about something, and then made a money gesture.
“The treatment is negotiable.”
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"Fooling has its limits."
There was obvious anger in Annuo and Diarmait's eyes, and they were ready to attack.
"Hahaha, Rdier, your words may be of some use to me, but the only thing you should not say is this to two knights."
call out--
A figure landed not far in front of the bullock cart, accompanied by hearty laughter.
A handsome man wearing Wu uniform and crane feathers swayed into the battlefield, with a hint of drunken red on his face.
"For knights, loyalty is the most important thing."
"Then you are willing?"
Alexander's eyes lit up when he looked at Anno Zuomura who walked into the battlefield.