Thank you for the invitation. In heaven, people have become gods.

"Master, are we now..."

In a corner of Dongmu City far away from the city lights, a man holding red and yellow guns felt the information he had received. After hesitating for a while, he chose to contact his master.

"The plan remains as usual!"

The man's Master, Kenneth Elmloy Archibald, had no intention of changing his mind based on the information about the Holy Grail War.

After all, who is he?

A sex magician, the ninth generation head of the Archibald family, one of the Twelve Lords of the Clock Tower of the Magic Association, and a true pride of heaven.

Whether it is the Holy Grail War or the Holy Grail War, victory is a matter of course, but the difference lies in the process!

So, there is no need to change the plan, just stick to the original idea.

"Or are you not confident in winning for me? Lancer!"

"of course not,"

Knowing his master's thoughts, the man holding the two guns once again showed a confident smile on his face.

"Please trust me, my Master."

"I will definitely win and give you the Holy Grail!"

ps: I originally wanted to write about Leif, and then have him use a nuclear bomb to blow up Chaldea under the influence of the protagonist. But now that Solomon has come out, Leif can't come out. Let’s see if there’s any way to complete this plot later…

Chapter 173: King of Conqueror: Who do you think I am?

"Holy Grail War..."

In Fuyuki City, under the sky covered by the dark night, bullock carts flashing with thunder and lightning were speeding through it.

Sitting in the middle of the oxcart was a tall man wearing a cloak, with short fiery red hair and a beard, who looked very heroic.

He was laughing wildly as if he knew something interesting.

"I didn't expect such an interesting development, Master."

As he said this, he patted the shoulder of the handsome young man beside him vigorously.

"It's not interesting at all, okay!"

However, this handsome young man who looked a little weak, that is, his master, had completely different ideas from his.

"Obviously the original situation was very difficult. The Holy Grail War..."

"...Just thinking about it gives me a huge headache!"

The boy's name is Weber Velvet, and he is a student of the Clock Tower. Because his family has only three generations of magicians, he is often looked down upon by other families and mentors.

Because he was dissatisfied with the behavior of his mentor Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, he stole his mentor's heroic relics to participate in the Fourth Holy Grail War, hoping to show his strength and gain recognition from everyone.

But the idea of ​​stopping at thinking and the actual practice are completely different things.

At least, he couldn't cope with the willful heroic spirit he summoned.

The sudden change in the rules made his already wavering mind even more shaken after actually participating in the Holy Grail War.

However, the red-haired man didn't care about his master's reaction.

He patted the Master's shoulder boldly a few times and drove the Noble Phantasm called "Divine Power Wheel" towards the destination.

He couldn't pretend he didn't see the unabashed magic power and heroic spirit aura!

Let him, the Conquering King Iscandel, and that strange heroic spirit kick off the Holy Grail War!

However, he was only halfway through galloping when he suddenly seemed to sense something and changed direction.

"It seems...we are not the only ones who accepted the invitation!"

"Isn't that natural? That guy shows off his aura so unscrupulously..."

After listening to his Servant's words, Weber complained like this.

"We happen to have the same goals, let's go over and say hello!"

Iskandar said suddenly.

"Eh? Rider, what are you thinking?!"

Although they were far apart, he could still see the crowd of people.

Although he couldn't tell the specific number at the moment, he could also sense the auras of multiple heroic spirits. Running over to say hello is undoubtedly a rather irrational choice.

"If you act too willfully, we might just leave today!"

"Master, who do you think I am?"

Iskandar naturally knew what his master was thinking, but he didn't care.

He said this, his tone full of domineering and confident as a king.

So what if there are multiple heroic spirits?

He is the conquering king Isdakandar!

Pull the car over!

He ordered the sacred bull pulling the divine wheel like this, and then with a thunder and lightning strike, a big man with a rugged look and a young man with a hopeless expression appeared.

"My name is Iskandar the Conqueror,"

The red-haired man crossed his arms, as if announcing something.

"After this Holy Grail War, I will be born as a Rider!"

"Heroes from different eras, are you willing to join me and embark on the road of conquest with me?"

What are you doing, you idiot?

Why do you have to take the initiative to say your name?

This is what he should have said about his heroic spirit's behavior.

However, looking at the scene in front of him, he completely lost the ability to speak.

And the heroic spirit summoned by Weber, the Conqueror King Iskandar, soon realized the feeling of his own Master.

After he said the lines he just said with satisfaction, he finally noticed the crowd of people in front of him and the seven heroic spirits who looked directly at him.

"…………"

Although he could feel the auras of multiple heroic spirits, he didn't expect there to be seven!

And none of these seven heroic spirits were weak. Four of them made him feel that his life was threatened. Even if he fought alone, he was not sure of winning.

Especially that purple-haired heroic spirit wearing a kimono, that pure and powerful aura, that majestic and majestic thunder...

If it weren't for the wrong gender, he would have thought that a certain Greek god-king had been summoned to participate in the Holy Grail War.

He seems to be overconfident this time...

Looking at the scene in front of him, even Iskandar couldn't help but feel a sudden change in his heart.

Confidence comes from strength, and Iskandar's confidence comes from his own powerful strength.

Even if there are multiple heroic spirits, Iskandar is sure to win with his Noble Phantasm.

However, if these heroic spirits in front of him take action together, there is no other possibility except being beaten to death.

"So, among the heroic spirits, are there any guys with brain problems?"

Finally, it was Miss Black Cat's words that broke the somewhat silent atmosphere at the scene.

"He actually came to the door all by himself. If we deal with him now, we will have one less enemy, right?"

"…………"

After listening to the black cat's words, Iskandar had silently grasped the hilt of the Cypriot Sword.

He could feel that the seven heroes in front of him were all hostile spirits. However, he will not be afraid or fade away in the slightest when he conquers King Iskandar.

As for Weber's reaction...

Well, he's given up completely.

In his opinion, he was probably going to be the first Master to leave.

"Conquering King Iskandar..."

And after the black cat, the voice of Yahweh also sounded.

"Do you want to fight seven heroic spirits on your own?"

"What a brave man!"

"If that's the case, it's really exciting!"

After hearing Yahweh's words, Iskandar let go of the Cypriot Sword and scratched his head.

"However, even though I am the conquering king, it is indeed a bit arrogant to think that I can defeat seven cavalry with one cavalry!"

"in particular……"

Iskandar's eyes swept over Zhen and Ereshkigal.

"...Two of them are terrifying goddesses."

Although he looks a little careless and rough, Iskandar is not the kind of brainless person who can't think.

Otherwise, he would not be a conquering king. Since he is clearly outmatched, it is natural to avoid fighting as much as possible.

"We just happened to bump into each other on the way and wanted to go together to meet the guy who invited us."

"Of course, if you are willing to join my team, I will treat you as a friend!"

Chapter 174: Diarmuid doubts life

Even if the situation was different from what he imagined and he was in danger, his thoughts remained unchanged.

If you don't even dare to speak the words in your heart because you are afraid of power, then how can you become king?

"So, there really is something wrong with this guy's brain, right?"

As for Iskandar's words, it was only natural that Miss Black Cat would complain.

After all, given the situation he is in now...

Are you still trying to recruit them?

Is there something wrong with this brain circuit?

"Since we have no intention of fighting, let's go there first."

Although Iskander can be solved directly here, it would be meaningless.

"Don't keep the people who invited us waiting..."

Moreover, before the King of Conqueror, we should deal with the guy who has been showing off his aura unscrupulously from the beginning, right?

Then, Yahweh's team increased by two more and walked towards a certain spearman.

"coming……"

The man who was leaning against the container to adjust his breath suddenly seemed to feel something and opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with light.

He picked up the red and yellow guns, and a fighting spirit appeared on his face.

In the Holy Grail War, heroes from countless eras came here to compete for the almighty cauldron that is said to be able to grant any wish.

For ordinary humans, this is a miraculous battle that only exists in fantasy.

For the Lancer, being able to fight heroes from all eras is also something that makes his blood boil.

At the same time, even if he knew that his opponents were heroes whose names were recorded in history, he was still confident of winning and offering the Holy Grail to the lord he believed in at this time.

He, the chief warrior of the Irish Fiona Knights - "Glorious Appearance" Diarmuid Odina, has this confidence!

But soon, the fighting spirit on his face became slightly stagnant.

This feels wrong!

Why do the heroic spirits have so many auras?