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Chapter 1801 From insignificant to still insignificant

What exactly is your wish?

Weber Velvet was sitting in his room, looking at a world map in his hand, thinking involuntarily.

This question is very childish.

In other words, it seems very naive to ask this question only now.

At that time, Rider asked himself such a question.

And how did you answer that time?

Weber held the map tightly.

"What I want is respect from others."

And how did Rider answer?

"Are you planning to live in the judgment of others?"

Then he gave himself a slap.

"Instead of making such a wish, why not wish that you could grow thirty centimeters taller."

ha

I was really angry at that time.

but

"If you want to conquer the world, you must conquer yourself first?"

He silently pondered the words that Alexander, Matou Kariya, and Manlio had all said to him.

How to conquer yourself?

Even to this day, Weber still doesn't understand.

Because the more he explores himself, the more insignificant he feels.

Who are the Masters in this Holy Grail War?

His teacher Kenneth, Tokiomi Tokiomi of the Tosaka family, and Kariya Matou of the Matou family, they are all extremely excellent magicians.

Emiya Kiritsugu, a magician killer with unimaginable cruelty.

Kotomine Kirei is a weirdo who doesn't understand anything, but he has a high status in both the church and the association.

And there is Ryuunosuke Uyu, a terrifying serial murderer.

These people are all well-known figures, no matter what aspect.

Compared with them, he seemed to be an existence so insignificant that he could almost be ignored at will.

It was like the paper that I had worked hard to prepare for a whole year was displayed in class by my teacher as a joke.

"Small"

Yes, I have always been a small person. I thought that when I came to this Holy Grail War, I would be able to pursue a way to become not small, but it turned out that

The final war is approaching, but I don't even know what I really want.

"Small?"

He suddenly caught a glimpse of a certain area on the map he was holding in his hand.

That's Macedonia.

"Yes, where is Rider's hometown and country."

He said something subconsciously.

He thought of Alexander's reaction when he saw the full map of the world and the lands he had conquered.

"Small!"

"It's so small!"

"This world is still so big. I haven't even seen the endless sea. Sure enough - I still want to conquer this world!"

What followed was that long, loud, harsh yet contagious laugh.

"Am I that small?"

It is not oneself who is small.

In front of the world, even a person like Iskandar can't help but lament his own insignificance.

But what did tiny Iskandar do?

Weber thought of those words again, the Conqueror's desire to participate in the Holy Grail War.

"I want a body."

The ultimate dream is to be the king who conquers the world, just such a wish.

Assassin's wish is to see this new era, Caster's wish is to make that magnificent and brilliant cathedral a reality, and as for Archer, his thoughts are never on the same level as normal people.

Not only is the country small and its people small compared to the world, but even its aspirations are so small.

Just like myself.

And my only wish is to gain the respect of others, and to live in the evaluation of others, as Alexander said.

Alexander wanted a seemingly small starting point, and then used that smallness to tower over the entire world.

It’s really exciting.

Small, yet great, he is so impulsive that even naive and childish people can't help yearning for him.

Thinking of this, he seemed to have thought of something.

Standing up, Weber walked to the window and looked down.

Alexander stood in the bullock cart, as if waiting for something.

After a moment of silence, Weber walked downstairs and walked to the side of Alexander's bullock cart.

"Boy, are you here?"

Alexander smiled as usual and glanced at Weber.

"Command Spell."

Weber did not respond to his servant, but just raised his hand, as if he wanted to use the command spell to do something.

"Wait, kid."

Alexander's eyes darkened and he grabbed Weber's hand.

"Rider, I realize my insignificance."

Weber's voice seemed to be trembling.

"I won't think about it any more, because you are right. In the face of some things, no matter how much you think about it, it is not as important as making up your mind."

"Rider, you are so determined to win this Holy Grail War, right?"

Weber raised his head and looked at Alexander.

"I understand your desire for victory, so I want you to use the command spell to win."

"As for me, I have understood that I am not qualified to stand side by side with you. Even if you rely on Rider to win the final victory, I still have no face to make a wish on the Holy Grail."

"So - order - um!"

"Cut the nonsense!"

Just grabbing Weber's hand, Alexander laughed and dragged Weber directly into the car.

"Boy, haven't you been longing for the approval of others?"

"Then I will recognize you!"

"You are qualified to stand side by side with me, and you are qualified to taste the fruits called victory and conquest with me. Let's go!"

The roar of bullock carts rises from the ground along with thunder.

This time, Weber didn't scream again. He just stood next to Alexander, looking at Fuyuki City with Alexander, who had seen it many times, clenching his fists, and his eyes couldn't help but feel moist.

Admit it?

Maybe, that kind of thing never matters.

There is no need to think too much. It is not others who determine whether you are good or not, but yourself. Recognize yourself, position yourself, and value yourself, even if you are small. Never give up on yourself, and be firm in your determination when encountering important things.

determination.

I understand, Rider

But will it be too late to understand all this?

Bullock carts streaked across the sky.

Alexander's goal was already clear.

He received a letter of challenge.

"The battle between Saber and Assassin has come to an end."

"Rider, now is the time for me to judge you."

Just like Annuo subconsciously regards Gilgamesh as his final opponent, Gilgamesh also subconsciously regards Annuo as his final opponent.

Saber has killed Assassin.

Then Gilgamesh must deal with the last Rider besides them in this place.

The strongest prey should be hunted last.


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