Start the Holy Grail War and summon Karna

Webb and Rider receive a message from Sur to make the parrot.

"Tonight, it's time for a decisive victory."

Rider said with a surging mood.

Webb looked at the fierce Heroic Spirit with the same cold eyes that he was watching from a distance.

"Yes. It's finally time for the final stage. "

That's right. Now that the battlefield has been decided, I can't disgrace the rank of Rider. Rider

drew his Celtic sword and held it high into the sky.

"Show up, my BMW!"

With the sound of the call, a light burst out of the torn void that pierced the space. Shining with the light of the Heroic Spirit, it was a steed familiar to Webb.

The horned Heroic Marbus Sepharus. The legendary BMW that once carried the king of conquest and ravaged the eastern world. Now it has traveled through time to the side of the "allies", and it sped across the asphalt, hissing eager to fight.

"Come on, boy, it's not as secure as sitting on the bridge, but let's just come on."

Rider, who was on his horse, shifted his body backwards to free up Webb's place. Webb, however, shook his head with a wry smile.

Only heroes can ride the unparalleled horse, and how can Xiaoxiao, who can't even use hypnotic magic tricks, have the qualifications to sit on it?

Yesterday, in the battle with Saber, if it weren't for the fact that the clown jumped out of the chariot to protect himself, resulting in the destruction of Kamui's wheels, otherwise the odds of winning this war should have been greater.

Webber used to think that he was enough to be the victor and be complacent, but now that he thinks about it, if he hadn't been following Suer's arrangement, he would have died a long time ago.

Even like a lost dog, it has its own wishes. At least the heroes who can make themselves unattainable can better defeat their opponents.

The boy raised his clenched right hand, revealing the still unused spell. This is the shackle that binds the hero in front of him, the biggest obstacle in his path to overlordship.

"Rider, you must win in the end."

This is not a compulsion, but a natural judgment. So, Weber gave the order. He watched in a relaxed mood as the first spell of the spell worked and then vanished.

"Command again with the Command Spell - Rider, you must take the Holy Grail."

The second spell was gone, and he felt a little saddened by the flash. It was too late to stop, and this senseless confusion swept through his heart—a fool's unworthy hesitation.

"Finally, I gave the order with a commanding spell."

Webber held up his hand firmly with the last spell on it and looked at the king on horseback. At least, at this moment, I can look at him without fear. This is the last and only honor of being a master.

"Rider, you must take over the whole world. Failure is not allowed. "

The powerful magic of the three spells drilled into the body of the rider, and the magician Webber could not use so much magic in his life.

That's enough.

Webb looked down at his hands that had lost his master's qualification, where the original contract certificate was gone.

Webb lowered his head, unable to see what Rider's face was looking

on now, "Then I'm not your master."

Maybe it's disdain for this cowardice, maybe it's the joy of liberation from the incompetent master.

Either way, it was difficult for Weber to accept and not want to see.

So, that's enough.

Go, wherever you go, you're free and ready to conquer the world.

Hmm, a calm answer sounded.

Then it was time to hear the hoofs of horses galloping across the ground—Webb thought as he was lifted by the collar. The next moment, he sat down on Busefarus's back.

"Of course I'll be there at once—but since you've given the annoying order, you've made up your mind, right? Let's witness the moment when the order will be fulfilled.

"You, you, you idiot! I said, "Hey!" Webb

cried out in embarrassment as his will was so easily altered. Buserupas hissed a rough hiss, as if to laugh at his panic. Thinking of a mere horse, mocking people in the same way as a rider, Webber cried out in a rage that he could not comprehend.

"I don't have a spell anymore! It's not a master! Why are you taking me with you? I-" "

It doesn't matter if you're a Master or not, you're my friend, that's not going to change."

Webb knew that the words, which were accompanied by the same smile as usual, were meant for himself. In this moment, the toughest part of his heart disintegrated—despite his desperate efforts to protect, it only took a split second to destroy.

Tears poured out of his eyes like a spring, and when they ran down his nose, they mixed with his snot, making it difficult for him to breathe, and it was even more difficult for him to make a sound, but even so, he choked up and asked.

“...... I...... People like me... True...... It really can... Is it by your side..."

"Went to the battlefield with me so many times, and now why do you still say such things. You idiot. Rider

teased the boy's tears as if he were listening to a joke at a banquet, and patted him on the thin shoulder.

"Aren't you a man who faces the enemy with me? Well, you're a friend. Stand shoulder to shoulder with me with your chest straight. Webb

forgot to laugh at himself. Forget the humiliation of today, the cowardice of tomorrow, and the fear of the moment of death.

The unshakable belief of "victory in battle" took root in his heart.

There will be no failure, no humiliation, he is now with the king, as long as he believes and gallops on the road to the overlord, no matter how unreliable his feet, will step on the end of the world - he is so convinced.

"Well, then, it's time to answer the first spell, and keep your eyes open, boy."

“...... Ah, I'll be sure to look at it with those eyes! The

legendary horse neighed in triumph and began to gallop, leading the king and the magician, who were united by their hearts, to the sworn enemy of the decisive battle.

The sleeping streets are more terrifying than ever, perhaps because the seven days of supernatural events are a little too much, and the residents are obediently following the arrangements of the authorities to stay at home.

A steed crossed the unusual street, Webb and Rider rode on the undulating horseback. Behind it is the broad and surging mind of the king of conquest.

The battlefield that arrives first is a bridge.

The bridge was illuminated by the ethereal mercury lamps.

Rider came to the middle of the bridge, and his high fighting spirit attracted the enemy.

"Rider, that's—"

Webb pointed out, and the King of Conquest bowed his head slightly in affirmation.

On the bridge like daylight, the golden light converged into a handsome figure, although a hundred meters apart, the harsh and cold in the crimson eyes of the hero king still made Weber's whole body tremble.

Servant Archer, the hero king Gilgamesh, the most powerful opponent of the Rider Conqueror King in this Holy Grail War.

"What, boy, are you scared?"

The King of Conquest noticed Webber's trembling and asked softly.

The boy didn't bluff and nodded honestly.

"Well, scared, maybe that's what you call rejoicing."

The King of Conquest smiled triumphantly at Weber's tense answer.

"That's right. The stronger the enemy, the more passionate the desire to drink the wine of victory. Hmph, you've become smart, too. "

The third and last contact, the encounter between the two kings will come to an end here.

The original Hero King and the legendary King of Conquest were rivals and saw each other as the greatest obstacle to the Holy Grail War.

When we meet on a narrow road, there is no way back.

It was a battlefield of fate.

"Boy, you wait here for a while."

"Huh?"

The psychic horse stopped, and the rider rolled over and walked straight to his opponent.

Archer approached proudly, just as promised.

"Rider, where's the chariot you're proud of?"

Archer denounced with tension.

"Ahhh Well, it was ruined by saber by accident.

Rider shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, and Archer looked at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Have you forgotten your agreement with me? I should have said that I want to beat you in perfect form" "

Well, there is such a thing."

Rider scoffs at the Archer's threats and is bold.

"My equipment has indeed been consumed, but it is precisely because of the imperfection of the current king of conquest that it surpasses perfection."

"I see, your royal aura is extraordinary."

The three spells, which were originally used casually, are now unexpectedly effective.

It seems that the three spells are used arbitrarily, but based on the original intention of the servant, the continuous use of the three spells, as long as the rider aims to win, the enhancement of the spell will not be invalidated.

"Na Archer. Speaking of declarations, we have one more agreement at the previous banquet. "

Do you mean the conclusion that you and I can only meet each other with halberds?"

"Shouldn't you have drunk all the remnants of wine before that?"

Rider's smile was so innocent that it was hard to imagine that he would face a deathmatch. I saw him urging the hero to be king.

"Although I was disturbed by the incomprehensible bastards, there was still a little left in the bottle. You don't want to hide it from my eyes.

"He really deserves to be the king of usurpation, and he looks so closely at other people's things."

Archer smiled bitterly and took the **** wine utensils from the "treasure house" of the other world, and poured the remaining Shendai famous wine at the bottom of the bottle into the two wine glasses without a drop. The two kings solemnly raised their glasses to each other like boxers holding their fists.

"O king of Babylonia, allow me to ask one last question as the end of the feast."

"Quasi-play, you say."

Although Iskandar held his glass seriously, his eyes showed the childishness of a naughty child.

"For example, my king's army, armed with your king's treasure, will be an invincible army. What Western Rresidents and the like are not even as good as a fart. "

Well, so what?"

"I ask again, do you want to make an alliance with me? As long as the two of us join forces, we will definitely be able to fight to the end of the sea of stars. The

King of Heroes

laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"You're such a funny guy. It's been a long time since I've laughed so much at a puppet's words.

Although he was laughing, his ruthless murderous aura did not diminish in the slightest. For this golden king, killing intent and pleasure are basically synonymous.

"Unfortunately, I don't need a second friend. He is the only one in my friends throughout the ages. Moreover, there is no need for two kings in this world.

Although he was rejected by the other party, the conqueror did not show the slightest disappointment, but nodded quietly.

"Is it the royal road of the lonely high. Your determined way of survival, let me dare to challenge it.

"Good. Show yourself to your heart's content, conquer the king. You are a thief worthy of my own judgment. The

two kings drank the last of their wine, threw away their glasses, and turned to leave. Neither of them looked back again, and walked straight back to the bridge.

Webb nervously watched the two of them toast for the last time, and sighed as he welcomed the king's return.

"Do you really have a good relationship?"

"Sort of. But now it's time to face each other. He may be the last person in my life to make eye contact with him, how can he not be polite.

"Don't say stupid things."

Webber retorted to the half-joking Iskandar in a low voice.

"How could you die. I don't agree, don't you remember my spell?

"yes, oh, yes."

Rider smiled scriskingly and stepped onto Busephalous, who had been waiting for him for a long time, and drew his saber from his waist.

"Assemble, my compatriots! Tonight, our bravery will leave the strongest legend! "

The wind of hot sand blows away the mist from the river and rushes up the bridge as if it echoed the king's call.

Gathered from the other side of time and space, the thoughts of the elves who once shared the same dream with the king are gathering under the Celtic sword.

The endless sky, the horizon hazy in the heat. As far as the eye can see, anyone will be heartbroken by it.

The images of the brave who yearn for the battlefield have traveled through time and space, eroded reality, and turned the uninhabited bridge into a whirlwind ravaging great plain.

Immediately afterwards, the heroic spirit on a horse began to ride to the stage of the decisive battle.

"Ahh

For Weber, it was the second time he had seen the majesty of the King's Army, and although he was no longer surprised, he was in awe when he understood the meaning of the ultimate Noble Phantasm, which was the embodiment of Iskandar's royal way.

The elite of the golden cavalry once formed a master-servant bond with the king of conquest, and even crossed the separation between the present world and the secluded world.

Their battlefields are elevated to eternity, without the need to choose a place of manifestation. As long as the king of conquest once again raises the banner of domineering, his courtiers will follow him to the ends of the earth.

That is the glory of being with the King.

It was the joy of blood that was born of fighting side by side.

"The enemy is a hero, and the king has no complaints as an opponent! Heroes, show our domineering power to the primordial heroes! "

Oh oh oh oh oh !!!"

Iskandar roared, and the troops present shouted loudly.

Alone in the face of this vast army, Archer's face was completely fearless. He just stood on the spot with poise and dignity. The golden stance was like a steep solitary peak, and the sense of coercion reflected the difference of being a demigod.

"Let the horses come, Lord of the Overlords. Now let you know what it means to be a true king. The

Hero King roared fearlessly, and the Heroic Soul troops, led by the Heroic Soul Mabus Sepharus, rushed straight through in a wedge-shaped formation.

The Rider, who was in the lead, roared, and the cavalry responded. Even Webber let out a faint cry and joined the roaring chorus of the raging waves.

PS: This chapter is so watery.,The main thing is that there's nothing I can change myself....