I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

"The competition has been high-energy from the beginning. The leaders at the moment are Get Money teamed by Rin and Gilgamesh and Wanli Sunshine teamed by Luvia and Karna! It's really surprising. I didn't expect Archer to have this position. Jie is surprisingly good at this."

Hearing Olga Marie's explanation, Gilgamesh let out his signature laugh, while Karna responded calmly.

"The true king is omnipotent, hahahahaha."

"Because I also have the aptitude of a Rider, driving a chariot is the most basic of basics."

In response, Rin and Luvia said in unison: "Hey, it's obviously me who's driving, okay!"

After finishing speaking, the two women began to look at each other from a distance. Since they were roughly abreast, they could clearly hear what was being said on the other side.

"Hmph, let's decide the outcome, Luvia Selinta."

"Just what I wanted, Miss Tohsaka. Sit tight, Karna, I'm going to speed up."

"You too, Gilgamesh, pass them at the next bend!"

The red and blue arms held the steering wheel steady at the same time, and the black and white feet pressed hard on the accelerator - uh, something seemed wrong? But it looks very correct - forget it, never mind, anyway, the speed of the golden sports car Get Money and the orange off-road vehicle Wanli Sunshine further increased, and the distance between them and the group behind them gradually widened - no, not completely.

"Another vehicle broke away from the group and quickly approached the two leading groups. It was Weber and Iskandar's Macedonian Conqueror! As the largest and most massive car among the participating vehicles, the Macedonian Conqueror showed a complete performance Not losing to the speed of a sports car, what’s going on?”

"That's a given. Iskandar's riding grade is A+."

In the car, Weber was trying to adapt to the strong pushing feeling on his back, while not forgetting to push up his black (clam) framed glasses.

The King of Conqueror's vehicle is a heavy-duty Hummer. Only this kind of vehicle can allow a sturdy man like him to drive comfortably.

"I am a professional cavalryman. No matter what I ride, I will never lose to the guys from other agencies. Give me the Macedonian Conqueror!"

"You are not the only cavalry person, and you are not the only one with riding level A+, but also me!" A relatively inconspicuous purple color appeared in Iskandar's field of vision.

"This, this is - unbelievable! Another Rider, Medusa and her master Matou Sakura also caught up, using one of the worst-performing vehicles in this race - a female A bicycle." The commentary sounded at the right time.

Sakura, who was sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, complained softly: "Is Rider okay? Do you feel tired?...Brother, it's true, why are other people's bikes so powerful? It's just such an ordinary bike for my family. Roller skating?”

"Don't worry, Master. Although I don't know what your brother is thinking, in terms of physical strength, I will never lose - I will definitely win if I bet on Rider's reputation as a job agent."

The final declaration resounded through the night sky, and everyone heard it, whether it was the players, the audience, or the referee, because someone put the microphone to Medusa's mouth.

"E-Illya?" Sakura exclaimed.

"That's right, it's Illya!"

At some point, another two-wheeled racing car appeared next to the Medusa group, a dark mechanical beast, Irisviel's most proud work.

Arturia, still wearing a black coat with black lining, looked focused, like a knight entering and exiting the battlefield. Compared with that kind of four-wheeled car, this two-wheeled motorcycle is more to her liking.

"It's not just you who have the skills to ride, you also have me - let's run, my Ramlei II!"

"Now, a new leading group has formed."

After a long period of silence, Illya finally adapted to the high speed and officially returned to host the front line.

"Two groups of Archers, two groups of Riders, and myself and Saber——"

"It's not good to forget us!"

Accompanied by a cold and arrogant voice, three-color rainbow light passed through the air, leaving Ilia stunned. Fortunately, Olga Marie caught it in time.

"Here comes the team of Barthemero and Altira. Another Saber, another owner of the riding skill. In a competition like this, this skill is really a foul."

"Not only the riding skills, but also the unique stunts of Altira. It was a wise decision to paint the vehicle in red, yellow and blue in advance. Let me praise you, my dark hand. But, why Is it a skateboard? Can’t you get a decent car? Shinji!”

That’s right, Lorelaia and Altira’s vehicles are skateboards, which have been an enduring toy, vehicle, and one of the competitive sports. At this time, the first lord of the Clock Tower was bending his knees and hugging his servant's waist tightly.

Unlike the Master's resentment, Altira seemed very happy.

"Master, I really like the feeling of being blown by the wind. Well, I also like the name King Horn."

Seeing the rare raised corners of Altira's mouth, Lorelaiya recalled what Shenji had said to herself - she had always been curious about the life of someone other than a warrior, and about life other than a warrior.

"Another life...forget it, the worst I can do is lose once - Altira, just do whatever you want, just go for it."

"Thank you, Master."

Altira's smile became brighter and brighter, gradually overlapping with the one in the dream.

Behind them, about fifty meters away, Gray, the only one who had not changed his clothes and still kept his cloak-covered appearance, asked Faker beside him.

"Well, it seems like we are the only ones left."

"Well, that's right." Faker, who was dressed in the same driver's attire as Iskandar, nodded slightly.

"Aren't you going to chase?"

"No, I am the king's shadow, and my purpose is to let the king win. That's enough for now. I will go up and help the king in the final sprint."

"Well, let's do it."

Gray's unusually calm reaction surprised Faker slightly.

"Is this okay? Gray."

"Why do you say that?"

"Aren't you very grateful to the King of Knights? Is it really okay to not help her but to help her opponent instead?"

"It doesn't matter, because it was the king, my ancestor, who asked me to do what I want to do." As he spoke, Gray thought of the meeting between the two after the battle that night.

Arturia said so.

"I heard what Merlin said about you. I'm sorry for bringing you a bad influence. Although it may not be appropriate for me to say, I want to tell you that you are you, not me or anyone else. Whoever you want. No matter what you become, you are an independent, autonomous person. As long as you live according to your own ideas and do what you really like, no one can force you—— If there is, you come to me and I will solve it for you. Even if I am gone, there will still be Shenji, and he will help you."

For Gray, what she wanted to do most before was for Iskandar and Weber to meet, but now she wants to help her teacher win. It's that simple.

She is she, Gravekeeper Grey, not King Arthur.

After listening to Gray's memories, Faker said with emotion: "He is indeed the most famous knight king in history, but let's forget about that guy named Matou Shinji - he is not a good person. Look at the car he prepared, performance first. Not to mention, this look must be mocking us for being short, that’s for sure! - It’s also named like a lion. It’s not a lion, it’s better to call it a kitten!”

It's natural for Faker to be angry. The car they were assigned was a go-kart, and it was decorated with a lion's head! It looks no different from a children's toy.