Thousand Blades of Death

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Yes, no matter what the hunch is, for him, the Holy Grail war is no different from the end.

When he sighed, the light and obvious shock dispelled his drowsiness.

"what is this?"

"This magic wave is really strange. It seems to have encountered similar ones before."

Upon hearing Rider say this, Webber remembered it. The Templar Church summoned the Master's Wolf Smoke. This is exactly the same as the feeling at that time.

In order to see the sky, he walked out of the miscellaneous woods, a magic flash appeared in the northeast, and it was accompanied by more vivid colors than last time.

"This form is"

"What is this? Some kind of symbol?"

Hearing the question from Rider, Microwave nodded despite his doubts.

"Different colors of light, four and seven are "Emoeror" (achievement) and "Chariot" (victory). Is it possible to emit such a wolf smoke, which means that the holy grail war has been decided?"

Weber's explanation made Rider frown.

"What is this. When I don't exist, who actually won."

This is really strange. In the Holy Grail war, all hostile masters and servants must be excluded to be victorious. Now that Rider and Weber are here, how could it be possible to issue a declaration of victory.

"And, that location is not where the Dongmu Church is. It's strange. Maybe it's not the smoke from the church guys."

"Ah, that's acceptable."

Hearing Webber's question, Rider snorted contemptuously and nodded.

"What, what?"

"It must be someone with impatience who issued a declaration of victory without authorization, provocatively saying, "Come here if you have an opinion." In other words, lead your opponent to the designated battle venue."

Rider laughed grimly, staring at the wolf smoke glowing in the sky, as if saying it was exactly what I wanted.

"Very good. This saves even the effort of searching. Being so provocative, I don't think any Servant will be able to sit down. The guys who are still alive will be concentrated in the place where they emit smoke, hum, as I thought. Tonight is the time for a decisive battle."

The burly body that conquered the king was shaking with joy and fighting spirit.

Weber looked at this sturdy hero with a cold look in the distance.

"Really. It's finally at the final stage."

"Yes. Since the battlefield has been decided, I can't embarrass the rank of "Rider."

Rider pulled out his Celtic sword and lifted it high into the sky.

"Come up, my BMW!"

With the call, the light that burst into space burst from the torn void. Shining with the light of the heroic spirit is a horse familiar to Weber.

The horned hero Mabse Farus. The legendary BMW that once conquered Wang's ravaged Eastern world. Now that it has traveled through time and space and came to the side of "Allies", it is speeding on the asphalt road and hissing for fighting.

Although all aspects of Iskandar's trump card "Army of Kings" are to be brought together, it is necessary to develop an inherent enchantment to avoid interference from the world, but like Mitrines, who is a herald in Weiyuanchuan, It's just that the single-handedness is the allowable range of ordinary space. Now that the "Shenwei Wheel" has been lost, Rider wants to exert his riding skills. The most suitable place is the back of "It".

"Come on, kid, although not as safe as sitting on the bridge, but just come on, come on."

Rider, who rode on his horse, moved his body backwards, leaving Weber free. However, Weber smiled and shook his head bitterly.

Only the heroes of the unparalleled horses are qualified to ride, which is no place where ordinary juniors can stay.

For example, an incompetent magician who can’t even do the basics like hypnotic magic

Another example is clowns who do not measure their strength and only get in the way of the king's hegemony.

The glorious way of conquering King Iskandar is not allowed to be arbitrarily tainted.

Weber understands that last night, it was the Master himself who lost the resolve of Rider who challenged Saber at the last minute. At that time, if Rider challenged the "sword of victory with oath" with desperate determination, maybe With a slight gap to overcome Saber's treasure, the cavalier king stepped under the hoof of the **** cow. The reason why he had to give up at the decisive point is that he, the Master who is also standing on the coachman's platform. At the last moment, Rider can only jump off the chariot to protect the clown around him. Of course, he cannot let the contractors who appear in the present world sacrifice. At that time, the difference between Rider and Saber was that Master was not there.

Weber Wilwitt once thought he was enough to be a winner, and was complacent.

But now it is different. After two weeks, after seeing the real hero with his own eyes, he realized his incompetence and smallness now.

The dog of the mourning family also has its own intentions. At least, what I can do is to look at the noble back that I cannot reach

"My Servant, I'm Webber Vervet issued a command with a mantra."

The teenager raised his clenched right hand, showing the still unused spell. This was the shackles that bound the hero in front of him, and the biggest obstacle blocking his way of overlord.

"Rider, you must win the final victory."

This is not mandatory, but just a matter of course. So, Weber issued an order. He relaxed and watched Ling Ling's first magic spell disappearing.

"Once again, the order is Rider, and you must take the Holy Grail."

The second lingering spell also disappeared, and he felt a little bit sad about the flash. It's too late to stop, and this senseless confusion rushes through his heart. This is a fool-like hesitation not worth mentioning.

"Finally, I issued a command with a mantra."

Weber firmly raised the hand with the last spell on it and looked at the king riding on horseback. At least now, at this moment, he can stare at him without fear. This is the last and only glory of being a Master.

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

The three sacred marks that were liberated quickly released the hidden magic power. It disappeared after the whirlwind was rolled up. As a magician, Weber, I am afraid there is no chance to exercise such a huge magic power in this life. However, even so, he still felt from his heart that this was the happiest behavior in his life. No regrets. As compensation for losing everything, this is enough.

Weber looked down at his hands, and the evidence of the contract engraved on his hands had disappeared without a trace.

"As a result, I will no longer be your master."

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