My name is Lin Hao,

There's going to be a fight over there in the warehouse.

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All magicians have a common idea that they must hide their identity as magicians from ordinary people, which is taken for granted in this era when science is regarded as the only universal truth. For the Templars, it would be more harmful than beneficial for the Templars to make their magic known, so they would act as overseers and send agents to establish masking barriers, disguise traces, and hypnotize witnesses during the Holy Grail War.

For the same reason, the masters involved in the Holy Grail War are generally mainly tempting and reconnaissance during the day, and if they want to fight with real knives and guns, they are basically after dark.

Therefore, even if Lancer unleashed his magic fluctuations as a Servant without concealment and walked the streets of Fuyuki Shinto, it was unlikely to cause an enemy attack.

"You can show up to attract the attention of the other Servants, and return to our chosen battlefield in the evening, I can't guarantee the other Heroes, but Rider will definitely follow, heh, Webb, who has not studied how to get along with the King of Conquest, can't control him." These are Kenneth's exact words.

At this time, Lancer walking on the street was wearing an army green tights and a tactical vest, pants in a jungle camouflage uniform and canvas boots, a blue beret, and a pair of square-framed sunglasses on his face.

"It should be enough." Looking at the sun's distance from the horizon, Lancer muttered to himself, then turned around and walked away from the bustling shopping street towards a container yard near the port.

Due to the fact that the new capital of Fuyuki was in full development, the transportation capacity of the railway alone could not meet the material needs of various expansions of the city, so a new container terminal for freight was built near the port of Fuyuki, which is mainly used for passenger transportation.

Container terminal refers to a place with clear boundaries that can accommodate a complete container loading and unloading operation process within the land area such as port basin, anchorage, inbound channel, berth, etc., as well as cargo stations, storage yards, terminal fronts, office and living areas.

Although the container terminal is fully functional, the scale and throughput are not as large as those of large coastal cities, although it is not yet night, there are no new cargo ships to enter the port, cranes, bridge cranes, cargo trucks, etc. have also stopped working, and dock workers have also left work one after another, leaving only a large number of containers of various colors stored in the yard like building blocks.

Lancer walked into the container yard with no one to stop him, or rather, the dockers who might have come to stop it, or any ordinary person who might have witnessed what was about to happen here, had moved away from the place where it might become a battlefield under the influence of a large hint of magical enchantment.

After a few moments of standing in the wide lane for container trucks, the sunset, which was still hovering on the horizon, had completely disappeared, and shadows had shrouded the container terminal yard with only a few dim street lights, but no Servant had ever appeared, as if Lancer's actions had no effect at all.

"Rider!" Lancer amplified his voice with his magic and said to the darkness around him, "I know you're nearby!" ”

The container terminal yard was silent, except for the clear voice of Dilumudo, echoing under the influence of magic.

"The holy relic that your master summoned you with was stolen from my lord, I wonder if he confessed to you?" Lancer's hand appeared with a red and yellow spear, and after waving it twice, he made a gesture like a bird of prey spreading its wings: "Knight of the Gun, this is a formal challenge to you, if you have half the courage of the legend, appear in front of me with dignity, instead of hiding in the shadows like those dastardly assassins!" ”

Almost immediately after Lancer's declaration of challenge, there was a loud laugh in the air, followed by a violent roar.

It was an ancient one, with two fronts, a luxurious and magnificent chariot, and on the wheels were two burly and toned bulls, whether it was the body, the wheels, or the body of the two bulls, all wrapped with blue-purple rolling thunder, and were rushing towards Lancer from the air with a deafening thunder.

"Hmph." Lancer chuckled, moving nimbly to avoid the vehicle's assault path.

The charioteer's behavior seemed to be a show of wrist rather than an actual attack, and the Thunder Chariot came to a halt as soon as it landed, keeping a distance of about twenty meters from Lancer.

"I am Iskander! In this Holy Grail War, you will be born as a Rider! When the thunder cleared, the chariot was filled with a large, red-haired man, who looked unorthodox in a T-shirt and jeans, but made up for it with a compelling presence, as if he was going to repay Lancer's call of "hiding in the shadows".

"That...... Is Mr. Kenneth still here? Rider was next to a slender young man who cautiously poked his head out and asked Lancer, a sentence that tacitly acquiesced to Lancer's accusations.

"Stand still! There's nothing to be ashamed of! Rider slapped Webb on the back, almost knocking him out of the ox cart: "Let me ask you, did you cover up after taking the holy relic, so that people can't see that you did it?" ”

"No, no, I'm here directly from Fuyuki." Weber didn't understand why Iskandar was asking, but he thought that he had not concealed the theft of the relics at all, and was probably discovered just after leaving England.

"Then no problem! Taking advantage of the darkness to escape is just a night thief of the puppeteer, and the words of triumph and departure are played. It is the plunder of the king of conquest! Rider patted Webb on the shoulder in agreement, and the thin magician smiled wryly.

"Really? So what is it to steal your family's belongings and run away from home without any disguise because they don't want to punish you? 【King of Conquest】Mr. Iskander? Is that also 'conquest'? As a muffled, operatic male voice rang out, Webber shrunk his shoulders as if he had met a predator.

Behind a shipping container beside Lancer stepped a tall man in a dark blue lecturer robe, his blonde hair neatly combed back to reveal a haughty, serious, and wise look, he stood not far behind Dilumudo as if he was going to fight alongside Lancer, his emerald green eyes fixed on Webb, his gaze full of reproach.

"Kenneth ......" Webb opened his mouth, and the long list of things that he had already thought of—we are no longer lecturers and students, now enemies for the Holy Grail, and a life-and-death relationship—and so on, completely disappeared after Kenneth said the word "family", and now he could not say anything.

"You're running hard, little Webb," a noble and cold red-haired woman appeared behind Kenneth, who looked at Webb coldly, "I don't have a problem with that, but Renéni has cried several times, have you figured out how to coax you?" ”

"Master, Master......" Weber Wilwitter stammered, if it was reasonable to say that he had taken revenge on Kenneth for tearing up his papers, but in front of Sora......

The full name of Renee she mentioned was Lynice Almeloy Aqipolud, Kenneth's young niece, and Webber complained a lot about the girl who always had nothing to do with herself, not only to help with her homework, but also to let herself take her out to play, and all kinds of physical work were also indispensable, and in the end, at most she would take a few small snacks and send herself away.

Today, Kenneth's words, like lightning in the dark night, made Webb instantly understand what those "difficulties" were all about—the young magician, who found himself so emotionally dull because he was too focused on magic research, didn't even dare to raise his head.

"Oh, I see." Iskandar looked back and forth at both sides, and suddenly clapped his hands: "Did the lion who kicked the cub off the cliff come to check because he was not at ease?" ”

"This thing, named 726 Holy Grail by the Templar Church, is not in our eyes, but the Achipolud family has no tradition of surrendering without a fight," Kenneth did not respond to the lion and cub's statement at all, and raised his right hand with a bright red incantation, "Even if the Holy Grail is to be given to Webber to fulfill his trivial wish, it will only be when only the two of us are left in this war - so my proposal is to 'form an alliance'." ”

"Teacher?" Weber originally thought that he was going to be packed and brought back to the UK, but he didn't expect it to be bright, so he nodded again and again: "Yes, yes." ”

"Not with you, Mr. Webb." Kenneth glanced at Weber with an angry gaze, "We are going to form an alliance with this [Conquest King], compared to us who have studied his history for a long time in order to cooperate with him, you probably have no other effective means to make Iskandar obey his orders except for the Command Charm, and the unstructured actions so far are also being led by the nose by Rider, right, when will you be able to face up to your strength and not create those troubles that make people want to knock you on the head?" ”

"Woo......" Webb let out a small grief, remembering once again the horror of being reprimanded by Kenneth in such a gorgeous long sentence in class.

"Alliance? So you are all going to obey the king? Rider crossed his arms and gave a rough smile: "Okay! Since you have given me the Holy Grail, I will see you as friends and share with you the joy of conquering the world! ”

"This challenge is precisely for this!" Lancer suddenly raised his gun horizontally and pointed it at Rider diagonally: "Given that you have been using your abundant magic to act in an unorganized manner since you appeared, if I win, you will not be allowed to continue to do so, and strategically follow the arrangements of my lord, and if I am defeated, I will not interfere in any way with your actions." ”

"Decide the command of the battle? Interesting, I accept! Rider laughed and patted the armrest of the chariot, and the original T-shirt and jeans instantly turned into ancient Greek-style brown armor and red dags in the desert-like yellow whirlwind, and there was also a richly decorated thick-bladed short sword in his hand: "And the victor is, of course, me!" ”

"Not yet?" Sora squinted one eye and hooked his hand at Webber from afar: "Since there are no old antiques from the clock tower here, do you want to listen to Rhodes explain and then reprimand or do you want to be reprimanded and then explained by me?" ”

"I ...... I'd better listen to you, my wife......" Webb looked at Rider and Laner, who were in a state of battle, and climbed out of the car on his own, walking around the battlefield between them and towards Kenneth.