Chapter 10: The treatment is negotiable!
When everyone heard this, they all looked at Regulus, who had already changed into Leo's golden holy clothes at this time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Emiya Kiritsugu covered his head with a helpless expression, he didn't expect Regulus to completely disrupt his plan and directly expose his identity, which can be called the best '-stirring stick'!
Tosaka Tokitomi and his disciple Yanfeng Qili were guessing the identity of Regulus, but Kenneth didn't care, he thought that Regulus's young heroic spirit strength should be weak.
"I didn't expect you to be a servant too! I didn't recognize it at first! However, is it necessary to refuse so simply? The treatment is good to discuss・・・・・・・・・" The King of Conquest rubbed his head, and then made a very funny gesture.
"Stupid !!" It was Saber and Lancer who would speak, and Regulus was looking at the King of Conquest with his hands on his chest.
"It's up to me to hold the Holy Grail. This is the oath I have made to the only new monarch in this world. The one who holds the Holy Grail is definitely not you. rider。 Lancer said, looking at the King of Conquest.
"I am also the ruler of a kingdom in the Kingdom of Britain. No matter what kind of king you are, you can't bow down to others. ”
"Oh? The King of Britain? ”
The King of Conquest, perhaps interested in Saber's declaration, raised his eyebrows high.
"It was so surprising to me. The world-famous knight king turned out to be a little girl. ”
"Then try to eat the sword of this little girl in your mouth. King of Conquest"
Saber raised his sword as he lowered his voice. The left hand was still unable to hold the sword, and the four fingers of the left hand were only resting on the hilt, but the fighting spirit that shook from the blade of the sword was more solemn than when fighting against Lancer. Rider frowned and let out a long sigh.
"Then our negotiations will break up, it's a pity, it's a pity."
The King of Conquest muttered face down for a moment when he spotted the resentful look in his eyes from under his feet.
"Ahh・・・・・・・h
Because of the pain of the swollen forehead, and more tragic than the pain, regret, Webb's cry swept low through the air.
"How can you ・・・・・・ do it! Isn't it disgusting to say what to conquer in the end・・・・・・・ do you really think you can beat Saber and Lancer and this golden Heroic Spirit? ”
Hearing this, Regulus looked at the golden holy clothes on his body, and then smiled helplessly, he can indeed be called golden shining.
The burly King of Conquest laughed out loud in the face of the master's question, without any guilt.
"No, isn't there such a saying, 'It's better to talk about it'."
"'Talk about it' isn't your real name, is it?!"
Webb was dizzy with anger. With two powerless fists, he struck the upright rider's chest armor and cried.
See this sad scene. Alice Phil was neither despissing nor sympathetic, but felt that she could no longer be silent.
The tense air strangely relaxed—
"Yes! I see? ”
-- but it was solidified again by the grumbling that was so low that it was close to the ground.
It is the master of the lancer who has not appeared so far. After urging his servant to use the Noble Phantasm, he was silent again, and at this moment he interjected to ask Webb what he was here for. This is also completely different from the tone just now. The voice of hatred was revealed.
"What the hell did you go berserk and steal my relics? If you think about it, maybe it's the reason why you want to participate in the Holy Grail War. Mr. Weber Velwitt. ”
Webb heard his name being called viciously. I know that the object of hatred is myself. Not only that, but Webb might have been able to guess the owner of the voice.
"That ・・・・・・ ・・・・・・・"
How could Webb not guess the owner of that voice? If he is as high as the Clock Tower Instructor, even if Iskandar's coat is stolen, the relics of other Heroic Spirits can still be prepared. In this way, in this land of winter wood, even if that man stood here as Webber's enemy this time, there was nothing incredible.
"It's a pity. I wanted to make this lovely student happy. Webb, a mortal like you, deserves a stable life that belongs only to mortals. ”
Webb was so dizzy by the hallucinations that he was completely unable to tell where the sound was coming from. He himself did not know how many times he had tasted the feeling of his stomach tumbling - the lecturer Kenes Elumeroy Aqipolud, whose mean, slender face, with his blue eyes mixed with insult and pity, looked down on him from the top of Webber's head—and experienced it again deeply.
Webb wanted to pay back to the lecturer with a nice sarcasm. Webb preempted the lecturer and skillfully made Iskandar the Heroic Spirit a servant who obeyed him. Isn't this the best revenge for the humiliation suffered for so long in the clock tower?
Right! It's no longer a lecturer-student relationship. Now he's my real enemy. I can hate him as hard as I can, and I can take his life. At this point, of course he is my opponent.
During the years he lived in the Clock Tower, Webb hated the arrogant lecturer both in his sleep and in his wake. There were even a few times when I even tried to kill him. ――However, this is the first time that I have been so hated by a lecturer. Webb, a teenager, experienced for the first time the murderous gaze of a real magician.
The owner of the voice had a keen eye and saw the frozen fear on Webb's face. He continued in a creepy, icy banter as if he were toying Weber.
"I can't help it, Weber-kun. I'll give you extracurricular tutoring. The true meaning of the killing of magicians - the horror and pain of killing - I will give you without reservation. You think it's glorious. ”
In fact, Webb was already trembling with fear. He didn't even bother to pay attention to the humiliation that this sentence brought him.
To become a true magician, one must make up one's mind to die・・・・・・・ a great principle that can only be understood in words, and now Weber has experienced it firsthand. The man's gaze from nowhere was even more deadly. The time when the magician has a murderous aura in his heart is when he decides to issue a "death declaration" - something that Webb has not known to this day.
At this moment, something gently but forcefully wrapped its arms around the young man's shoulder, who was trembling alone with fear.
Webb was frightened by the thick but gentle feeling. The hand, the rough and discrete five fingers, was only an object of fear for the diminutive master.
"Hey Magician, it seems to me that you are trying to replace my little master and become my master."
The King of Conquest asks the master of the Lancer, who is hiding somewhere, and in fact his face is filled with a smile of malicious pity, which makes his face smile crooked.
"It's ridiculous if that's the case. The man who became my master should be a warrior who gallops on the battlefield with me, not a coward who doesn't even dare to show his face. ”
Silence fell, and only the anger of the unseen master spread through the night air. The King of Conquest burst out laughing, this time facing the empty night sky, laughing as loudly as he could.
"Come out! There must be someone else. Hide in the dark and peek at our accomplices! ”
Both Saber and Lancer looked surprised.
"- What's wrong with you? rider”
Facing Saber, who asked him, the King of Conquest smiled and gave a thumbs up.
"Saber and Lancer, it's amazing that you're fighting face-to-face. The sword halberd made such a crisp collision sound, and I am afraid that there is more than one heroic spirit that has been drawn out. ”
Alice Phil was terrified. It's as if he was seen through by Kiritsu, who didn't know where to hide. But Rider had nothing more than other servants in mind. Rider wanted to send the deafening sound to every corner around him and shouted loudly again.
"Pathetic. How pathetic! Heroes gathered in Fuyuki. Don't you feel anything when you see Saber and Lancer showing their spirit here? It's cowardly to have a real name worth boasting about, but secretly keep peeking here. The Immortals will panic when they hear this, huh!? ”
After a loud laugh, Rider tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth showed a fearless expression, and finally looked around with defiant eyes.
"Heroic spirits who have been invited by the Holy Grail War, gather here now. Cowards, who are afraid to even show their faces, lest Iskander, the king of conquests, insult you, give me enlightenment! ”
――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――
To be continued・・・・・・・・・