Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

The air whizzed past the ear, under the flash of burning eyes, a powerful kick hit Ryunosuke Uyuu's face, and then buried it deep down, the violent power was not ordinary people at all What the body can bear, with the contact point as the center, Ryunosuke Yusheng's wound exploded into a cloud of blood mist again, spreading towards the surroundings.

The gust of wind blew Weber's hair into a mess. Accompanied by the groan of broken bones, Ryunosuke Uyuu's figure flew upside down, centering on the original abdominal wound, twisted and embedded into the wall, like a blooming flower.

This crappy artist finally completed a pretty good work at the cost of his own death.

In Ryunosuke Ugyu's protruding pupils like fish eyes, through the reflection in Weber's eyes, he saw this scene, and then closed his eyes in satisfaction.

The gods really looked after him, full of passion and love, the masterpiece born from my body, really, so cool...

But what this scene left for Weber was only the endless impact. Ryunosuke Yusheng's ferocious face, the blood-stained figure, and the twisted and crazy way of death made this young man who had not been exposed to the dark side much He covered his mouth.

"Teacher, you can spit it out. This is not cowardice, but a proof of growth. Death is the best teacher for everyone."

Alexander, who personally created all this, reacted in a mediocre way, he just glanced at the surrounding environment, not paying attention to Ryunosuke Yusheng's death at all.

Only at this time did Weber realize that Alexander was a young lion, not a child who needed his step-by-step guidance.

...It seems that I will change my attitude towards him in the future.

Wei Bo wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up forcefully.

"Is this guy dead?"

"I don't know, but judging from the touch from the kick just now, this guy should be an ordinary person, and he must be dead."

Alexander's answer was still very straightforward. Although he looked young, he was a genuine servant. It was impossible for a normal person to survive a blow.

After all, if a person is killed, he will die, which is the most reasonable thing.

"Compared to this," Alexander walked forward, taking the initiative to block Weber behind his unforgiving back, "Master, get ready to meet the enemy, your strategy is indeed very good, but it seems that some of the enemies also have the same ideas as you." people who think the same."

"What?"

Weber's face flushed from excitement was filled with nervousness. As a thorough theorist, he had never experienced a magic battle, so he could only frantically prepare a talisman that could be activated at any time.

From the dark shadows, there was only a slowly approaching figure left, and before the whole picture was revealed, the visitor's greetings had already come first.

"I'm sorry, because I wanted to see the ending of this guy, so I let it go for a while, it seems to have caused trouble to you? I apologize, and I will handle the aftermath."

This voice is full of magnetism, with a lazy and warm feeling, it is easy to make people feel good.

That unique feeling of self-confidence and conceit that doesn't care about everything is even more difficult to imitate. Just hearing this voice, the appearance of that young man jumped out of Weber's mind by itself.

"Roland?"

Wei Bo's voice was a little hoarse, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at the young man who walked out of the shadows.

Hearing Weber's call, Alexander, who was frequently taught by Roland as an example these days, also showed a curious expression on his face, staring at Roland.

"Oh, Mr. Weber, long time no see. It's you. No wonder this servant has a unique aura."

Roland greeted casually, then focused his eyes on Ryunosuke's death, showing a strange expression that seemed to be regretful and contemptuous.

"it's a pity,

Another failure that withered halfway through, but as an appetizer, it was barely enough. "

"Long time no see... No, what are you doing!"

Faced with Roland's familiar greeting, Weber, who hadn't seen his friend for a long time, subconsciously raised his hand, and was pushed down by the speechless Alexander beside him.

"Although it's not appropriate to interrupt a friend's reminiscence, Master, that guy has a Command Seal in his hand."

After being reminded by Alexander, Weber, who realized that he had risked his life to participate in the Holy Grail War, also reacted, "What are you doing! This is the period of the Holy Grail War, and you don't even bring any servants, come out alone It would be too careless to wander around."

"Well...don't say that, there is a reason for this situation now, because I don't want people chatting next to me during this kind of single meal, so I let her go shopping by myself, I didn't expect someone to take her with her during the day The servants are wandering around, should I say that I am lucky? Or bad luck?"

Roland also showed a distressed expression, and complained to Weber in a magnetic voice.

"That's really an unreliable follower, really...Didn't I tell you, after preparing for so long, this kind of thing should be considered in advance..."

Although the positions of the two sides were enemies, the peaceful atmosphere and the joy of meeting an old man in a foreign land made Weber worry about Roland again like an old lady.

Alexander, who couldn't stand it anymore, could only support his forehead and sighed helplessly, "Master, I don't want to disturb you, but it's time to make the next move. There has been some movement before. If someone sets up an envoy in the city Demon, our traces may be exposed in advance."

"That's right, Mr. Weber, this is a war. If you are so naive, you may be the first to be out."

Roland also nodded, echoing Alexander's words.

"You don't have the right to call me naive if you dare to run around alone!"

Weber fought back without hesitation, and rarely fell into hesitation.

In the end, his request for the Holy Grail War is just to prove himself, not eager, and his character also cherishes friendship very much, knowing that Roland is looking forward to it, he doesn't want to destroy Roland's wish.

But the experience of the past six months has also made Weber grow a lot. Looking at the trust of Alexander waiting for the order, he clenched his fists.

The things he was carrying were no longer as pure as they were half a year ago. He had not been with Alexander for long, but their personalities matched each other very well, and he was unwilling to let down the trust of the legendary king of conquerors in him.

More importantly, Roland's eyes that implied expectation gave Weber some insight.

Would someone as proud as Roland accept the victory that came?

Weber looked at Roland, thinking that he was as similar to Alexander, as bright as a star, and as dazzling as a thunder, and a longing spontaneously arose in his heart.

He also wants to stand by their side, not as a protected person, but as a companion.

Thinking of this, Weber was also filled with courage.

"I'm sorry, Roland," he mercilessly threw the flame spell at his former friend, "Rider, come on, we'll eliminate him right here!"

"Hahaha!" The young king let out a joyful laugh from his throat, "Obey, my Master!"