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Rider sighed with a wry smile, and then faced Assassin surrounding him, he greeted with a dull expression like a fool.

"Let me tell you, can you control your ghost spirit? My friend is frightened by you."

Saber thought she had heard wrongly, but now even Archer frowned.

"Do you still want to invite them to the table? King of Conquerors?"

"Of course, the king's speech should be heard by all the people. Since there are people who come specifically to listen, it doesn't matter whether they are enemies or friends."

Rider said calmly, scooped out the red wine from the bottle with a spoon, and then raised his hand towards the Aassassins.

Chapter 71 Isn’t it good to be alive? (Second update)

"Come, don't be polite. If you want to drink together, come and get the cup yourself. This wine is with your blood."

call out----! !

Rider answered with a sound that penetrated the air.

Only the handle of the spoon was left in Rider's hand, and part of the spoon had fallen to the ground. This was done by one of the Assassins, and the wine in the spoon also spilled on the floor of the atrium.

The air suddenly became silent, and Weber couldn't help but open his mouth when he saw the arrogant behavior of those Assassins.

"..."

Rider looked down at the wine scattered on the ground speechlessly, and the skull masks laughed as if they were mocking him.

"...Don't say I didn't remind you."

Rider's tone was still calm, but it was clear that his feelings had changed. The only ones who noticed this change were the two people he drank with before.

"I said, this wine is your blood...right? Since you let it spill on the ground casually, then I will..."

Before he finished speaking, a whirlwind roared up.

The wind was hot and dry, as if it wanted to burn everything. It was not like the wind that should be found in a forest at night, or in a castle courtyard.

The wind seemed to come from the desert, roaring in my ears.

Feeling sand entering his mouth, Weber quickly spat. This was indeed sand, brought by the strange wind. It was really hot sand that could not have appeared in the first place.

"Saber, and Archer, the final question of the banquet...is the king aloof?"

Rider, who was standing in the center of the blazing wind, asked. Looking at the cloak flying on his shoulders, he didn't know when he had returned the attire that a conquering king should have.

Archer laughed out loud. There was no need to ask, so he answered with silence.

Saber did not hesitate. If her belief was shaken, there was no doubt that it would be a denial of the daily life she spent as a king.

"The king... is naturally aloof."

Rider laughed loudly, and as if in response to the laughter, the whirlwind became more powerful.

"No, doesn't it mean there is no answer? Today I will teach you what a true king is!"

The unknown hot wind erodes the present world and then subverts it.

In this strange phenomenon that occurred at night, distance and location had lost their meaning, and the dry wind carrying hot sand changed everything it went.

"How, how could this happen..."

Weber and Alice exclaimed... This is a phenomenon that only people who know magic can understand.

"This is... an inherent barrier!?"

Even Xia Qing, who was in this world, was also a little surprised as he looked around at the seemingly endless desert.

"The king's military power...this is Rider's real trump card..."

From the scorching earth to the clear sky, to the horizon blurred by gravel, there is no obstruction anywhere in sight.

The Einzbern at night changed in an instant. There was no doubt that this was just a phantom that eroded the real world. It could be said that this was the limit of magic that could be called a miracle.

"How is it possible... to be able to materialize the scene in your heart... You are obviously not a magician!?"

"Of course I'm not. How can I do it alone?"

Iskandar, standing in the wide barrier, denied with a proud smile.

"This is the land that our army once crossed. The warriors who shared the joys and sorrows with me have this scenery firmly etched in their hearts."

As the world changed, the five people who were originally surrounded also changed their positions.

The Assassins who were originally surrounded were moved to one side alone, with Rider standing in the center, and on the other side were Saber, Lancer, Archer and three magicians.

In other words, Rider was now standing alone in front of the Assassins.

Everyone stared at the mirage-like images that began to appear around him.

One, two, four, the images gradually increased, looking like an army, and the colors gradually became richer.

"This world can come back because it is imprinted in each of our hearts."

As he spoke, cavalrymen appeared one after another in physical form around Iskandar.

Although they have different races and equipment, their strong bodies and brave knights all show the strength of the army.

In the king's army, the subordinates of Iskandar summoned continuously as independent Servants are a legion composed of tens of thousands of people. All members of the legion are genuine heroic spirits.

However, there is no Noble Phantasm, and because it was summoned by Rider's ability, it was not assigned to a specific job according to the rules of the Holy Grail War, so all members did not have a job or job-related skills.

"These people... are all Servants..."

Weber said with a look of astonishment.

As the Master, he knew that the true form of the Servant Heroic Spirit Iskandar's true trump card and final Noble Phantasm was appearing before his eyes.

"Behold, my unparalleled army!!"

Filled with pride and pride, the conquering king stood in front of the cavalry line and shouted with his arms raised.

"Even if their bodies are destroyed, their heroic spirits are still summoned. They are the legendary loyal warriors, the eternal friends who traveled through time and space to answer my call."

"They are my treasures! They are my way to be king! Iskandar's most powerful treasure...the army of kings!!"

An EX-level anti-army Noble Phantasm, a continuous summoning of independent Servants.

There are military gods, King Maharaja, and the founders of past dynasties. Gathered in front of them are unique heroic spirits that have only been heard of in legends.