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"Hahahaha......" The king of conquest jumped out of the ox cart, bowed down and said: "I didn't expect that in this Holy Grail War, there would be such an outstanding warrior as you, and Iskander, the king of my conquest, would like to show you the highest respect!"

Yingluo coughed a few times, even if his endurance was greatly improved, the internal injuries caused by the impact just now were not healed so quickly. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said with interest: "Why, as a king, will you also salute a commoner?"

"'Don't despise anyone,' this is what my teacher, Aristotle once told me. The conquering king straightened up: "As long as it is a person worthy of respect, let the king bend down!"

"Haha, interesting, then you two cows, I'll really take them back for supper!"

The King of Conquest scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, this can't be done. They are also companions with me who have been born and died many times, and it would be miserable to put them on the table. Well, I'll treat you to a drink another day. I guess the modern brewing technique is even more exquisite than I was back then!"

"Drinking?" Yingluo's eyes flashed, and he nodded again and again: "It's good to drink, but you need to drink enough." ”

"What, are you good at drinking?"

"I understand a little, I understand a little!" Yingluo said modestly.

"Hah, then you have to have a good drink. The King of Conquest laughed.

"Of course!" Yingluo nodded, then moved his limbs. Over time, the injury has recovered to an acceptable level.

"Then I'll try to be as light as I can then!"

The conquering king paused for a moment and said, "What, do you still want to continue fighting?" I admit that I lost at your hands tonight, and your body is in urgent need of healing. ”

Yingluo didn't speak, but punched the container next to him. The muffled sound sounded again, and the corner of the huge steel creation disappeared in an instant, as if it had been swallowed by an invisible beast.

The King of Conquest's eyes widened, then laughed, "I see. But for the sake of fairness, I will not use the tank anymore. ”

"Do you really want to give up your biggest advantage as a Rider?"

"Ah, yes!" said the King of Conquest, drawing the sword at his waist, Seprut, "I will keep my dignity too!"

"Interesting!" Yingluo nodded and stopped talking.

The two people in the field stared at each other tightly, looking for flaws.

The conquering king has been through a hundred battles, and although he may seem rude on the surface, he is actually thoughtful. He held his sword across his chest like a rock, unmoving.

Yingluo took the lead and couldn't bear it, the flying sword flow is a swordsmanship that focuses on attack, since there is no flaw, then use the wind-like offensive to create a flaw!

Her footsteps shifted slightly, and the King of Conquest narrowed his eyes.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme, as if it were a barrel full of gunpowder, and it was not strange to explode at any time.

At this delicate moment, a red spear flew out from the corner, directly penetrating Yingluo's chest, knocking her out, and then pierced the container that was almost three stories high with a "bang".

Sakura covered her mouth, tears streaming out of her eyes.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the woman who was still smiling and talking to her during the day, but now she was pinned into the air with a spear and swayed.

Blood poured on the ground, making a rattling sound.

The King of Conquerors sighed and sheathed his sword. Then he turned his head to look at Lancer, whose face was full of shock, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you do such a disappointing thing?"

Lancer came back to his senses and said in a panic, "No, it's not like that, it's ...... Be...... My Lord, he ...... He ......"

But adhering to the idea of loyalty, he can't do anything to count down the monarch in front of outsiders.

"Understood, it's a forced order under the spell. ”

Lancer lowered his head, his face full of shame: "Very ...... Sorry!"

"I'm not the one you're sorry for!" the King of Conquest roared suddenly, then turned and jumped into the carriage, pulling the reins, and white light appeared from the two bulls that had fallen to the ground, and the wounds were instantly intact.

"I'm attacking! do you have anything to say?" said the King of Conquest for the first time.

"I'm ......" Lancer shook his head, didn't say anything more, just set up the only remaining yellow gun in his hand.

"Very well, attack, Kamui Wheels!" the king of conquest shook the reins, lightning swirled again, and the two bulls howled, and they were about to charge.

But a faint voice interrupted him.

"Wait, wait!"

Everyone turned their heads, only to see Yingluo clenching the spear in his chest with both hands, and then kicked his legs hard in the container, and the huge force not only made a loud noise, but also pulled out the spear.

As soon as she landed, she fell to her knees and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Sakura hurriedly ran over, her hands pressed against Yingluo's body and glowed white, trying her best to heal her wounds.

"No, no, don't! Holy Grail or something, I don't want it! I just want Lord Yingluo to be safe!"

"Silly girl!" Eiro grabbed Sakura's hand, interrupting her healing magic. After all, the other party's magic power is not as fast as her automatic reply at the moment. "I haven't rescued you from the sea of suffering, and I won't just fall like this. ”

"But...... But...... Won't you be in pain?" Sakura said with teary eyes as she looked at Eiraku's wounds.

"Sakura-chan, you have to remember. Whether it's pain or suffering, there's no need to resist it. Shouting when you are hurting, and crying when you suffer, this is the right of human beings. But after shouting and crying, you have to move on, and you will find that there is nothing good in the world! When you do this, not only the body, but also the mind will become incomparably stronger!"

After saying these words, Yingluo had already stood up, and she pulled out the spear on her chest, and blood splattered Sakura's face.

"My blood, how does it taste?" she asked playfully.

Sakura stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked the corners of her mouth, and said blankly, "Warm, sweet." ”

"Hah, it shouldn't be salty, right? But it doesn't matter, what you think is true!" said Yingluo, tossing the red spear to Lancer, "Don't look like you're dead." I said it at the beginning, you can attack together, so it's understandable for you to shoot, and I only blame me for not being good at learning when you hit me!"

"But ......" Lancer was about to speak, but a red light flashed in his eyes, and his face showed a little panic, because the order of the spell just now was to kill Berserker, and now that Yingluo was not dead, then according to the order, he naturally had to step forward to attack.

"Be careful!" Lancer attacked, armed with twin guns.

Yingluo was bare-handed, and the wound on his chest was still recovering, so he couldn't attack, so he could only dodge.

"Seeing such an unfair competition, I can't stand by anymore!"

A soft shout sounded, and a heroic blonde woman in armor stepped out of the shadows.

"Berserker, I'll help you stop Lancer!" With that, the woman broke into the circle of the two with an invisible sword, armed with an invisible sword.