Chapter 16: The Wisher Takes the Bait

"Ma'am, please stand behind me."

After rider said that very provocative sentence, Zhao Yun said to his wife with a serious face.

――The plot has collapsed like this now, who knows if the Yangtze River Knight will appear. And if he doesn't show up, then the one who faces the golden flash of anger is probably the rider.

In order to avoid being affected by the pond fish, he had to take precautions in advance.

"Hey"

Standing behind him obediently, the wife made a puzzled voice.

"Rider's words are a serious provocation - most of the heroic spirits who can be attracted are not good-tempered people, and if they get too close, it will not be good to be affected."

"Oh."

Alice Phil agreed, nodding her head as obediently as a little girl.

And just as the two were talking, a dazzling golden figure condensed on a street lamp not far away.

The appearance is dignified, wearing gold armor, the red eyes are snake-like vertical pupils, and the whole body exudes a more amazing sense of presence than the rider

Even if he didn't know his real name, Zhao Yun could also conclude that this Jin Shanshan, who had brought him great pressure, was a fierce opponent!

Not to mention that he already knows the identity of the other party!

"You dare to claim the throne in front of me, you really don't know the height of the sky, bastard!"

The aggressive, cold gaze scanned all the Heroic Spirits and Humans before finally landing on Rider. Then, standing above the lamp, the King of Gold rightly scolded him—a haughty voice full of contempt and contempt.

"Even if you speak out, I, Iskander, am the world's most famous king of conquest."

As if not expecting someone to be tougher than himself, Rider scratched his chin in confusion and said.

"I am the only hero who can truly be called the king between heaven and earth. The rest are just some mongrels. ”

Again, the Golden Heroic Spirit uttered an even more insult than before—and it was a map cannon.

And this time, without waiting for rider to respond, Saber's awe-inspiring eyebrows suddenly raised, and he stepped forward, as if he was about to stand up and 'reason' with this arrogant guy.

However, in the end, it was her own reason that stopped Saber, but the invisible sword in her hand was held a little tighter by her.

I believe that as long as that golden heroic spirit says insulting words to herself, then she will definitely teach the other party some 'principles of being a human being'.

"Since you have reached this point, how about reporting your name first? If you were a king, wouldn't you be afraid to even speak your name? ”

"Are you asking me? The mongrel asks the king about me? ”

was so gaged by Rider, the golden shooter's red eyes became more and more arrogant and angry, staring at the giant man in front of him, and even a trace of murderous anger!

"- clothed in the glory of worshipping me, but not knowing the name of this king, such an ignorant man has no value at all!"

The killing intent has been decided!

When such a 'verdict' was spoken, two waves of water appeared behind the golden spirit, and from them, from which emerged a sheathed sword and another spear, both of which were brightly decorated and radiated magic that could not be hidden.

There is no doubt that this is not an ordinary weapon, it can only be a treasure.

"It's Archer!"

With a voice that only he could hear, Zhao Yun whispered, and the Qinghong Sword in his hand was also tightened by him.

Not only him, but several other Heroic Spirits and Masters also felt the pressure - whether or not they had seen the scene of the other party bombing the assassin, 'just' and 'just' seeing these two treasures was enough to make everyone present nervous.

With a bloodthirsty gaze, a cruel smile, and an unexpected sense of arrogance that coexists with both, the golden Archer looks at the rider as he is about to be judged for his grave sin of disrespect!

And at this moment, a torrent of magic suddenly appeared not far from everyone, attracting everyone's attention!

Under everyone's gaze, the upward curling magic gradually solidified and took shape, turning into a tall pitch-black shadow.

The tall, broad-shouldered man was covered in armor. But it was not the same as the silver armor of the two Sabers, and the luxurious gold armor of Archer.

The man's armor was black. No delicate decorations, no polished colors.

Darkness, hellish blackness. Even his face was covered by a helmet. Deep in the tiny cracks of the helmet. I could only see the glow of my eyes burning like fire.

“Berserker!”

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yun said in a deep voice with a solemn look in his eyes.

"Now, King of Conquest, will you invite him too?"

Lancer, who was as engrossed in staring at the Black Knight as he was, teased Rider in a flirtatious tone as if adjusting the atmosphere.

"Well, that, there was no room for negotiation from the beginning."

Rider frowned at his teasing. Then, looking down at his little master:

"Well, little master. If that guy is a Servant, what is his magic? ”

"Can't tell. I can't tell at all" as if something had happened that went against common sense, Webb muttered in a low voice.

"What? Aren't you the most powerful master, can't you clearly tell who's strong and who's not strong, isn't it? ”

Hearing his answer, Rider asked with some frowns.

"I don't see who he is! That black guy, definitely Servant. But I don't see what he's capable of! ”

Again, Webb replied in embarrassment - the surprising fact that as a master, he couldn't even see the attributes of the Servant, was a shocking fact that simply turned his worldview upside down!

"Now, ma'am, can't you see his attributes?"

Despite not holding out hope, Zhao Yun still asked Alice Phil - what if this lovely lady could see it?

"Ah, yes." Alice Phil said with some guilt, "I'm so sorry I couldn't help you, Zilong." ”

"No, ma'am, you are here to help me the most."

While paying close attention to the situation on the field, Zhao Yunqiang smiled and comforted the worried Alice Field, and by the way, he added: "This should be the Berserker's keeping skill - so that others can't see his attributes or something."

"Well, in that case, that guy should be a tough enemy too, right?"

"Yes." Nodding, "But, no matter how bad the situation is, I can guarantee your safety, madame—absolutely." ”

Yes, absolutely.

This is not only Changshan Zhao Zilong's self-confidence, but also his biggest obsession.

Invincible, invincible, courageous, invincible, and invincible to such a powerful hero, but failed to protect a woman. Instead, let the other party die in order to get out of danger.

This clear obsession, even he, a faker, can clearly feel it from that memory.

However, before that, it is necessary to make good preparations before the war.

With that in mind, he took a few steps in Saber's direction, bringing the two closer together.

"Is there something wrong, Zilong?"

Seeing him approaching, Saber asked, with a solemn expression.

"You also saw the current situation, right?" Raising his chin in the direction of the others, Zhao Yun didn't answer her question directly, "If you're not careful, it's a big scuffle!" ”

"Exactly, do you have any ideas?" Saber, who knew what he was trying to say, nodded and asked.

"In the unlikely event of a scuffle, you should protect Miss Fran from the battlefield first—it would be very disadvantageous for us to keep the Master by our side."

"What about you and Alice Field?" Although there was no direct opposition, Saber's eyes still showed a trace of dissatisfaction.

"I'll stay in the rear to cover you and protect Madame at the same time."

“?” The dissatisfaction in his eyes was even more serious, and at the same time, there was a skepticism that could not have been more obvious.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely protect the master." In the face of such a Saber, Zhao Yun smiled,

"After all, the scene here is not as good as Nagasaka Slope!"

PS: The location of Changshan is probably the current Hebei provincial capital Shijiazhuang, uh-huh, so, in this case, 'I am Shijiazhuang Zhao Zilong is also!' 'MB was frustrated when I heard it!

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