Winterwood Church.

Inside the church.

Webb was standing behind the tall Rider.

He never imagined that what had only been sent to listen to the overseer of the Templar Church would now turn into a confrontation between several servants.

lancer。

His gaze fell on a female knight dressed in pitch-black armor with an indifferent face, and Webb couldn't help but swallow.

It's not because the other party's figure is bumpy, nor is it because the thighs peeking out from under the jet-black skirt are too tempting.

Rather—

Next to the black-armored female knight with a mature face and a bumpy body, there was another short, blonde girl wearing a silver-blue skirt and armor, with a figure like a girl.

Lancer and Saber.

"King of the Wild Hunt? King arthur? Two sides of a Heroic Spirit? Iskandar touched his chin and observed the difference between the two, "Is there a different aspect of age?" ”

Hearing his words, the silver-haired woman who seemed to be faded still looked at the two of them with indifferent eyes:

"It's too cumbersome to explain, you just treat us as different people."

The voice was calm, indifferent, and cold.

"Yes." Saber Artoria looked at her alter self with a complicated gaze, "We are different. ”

"But I really didn't expect it."

"The legendary King of Britain turned out to be a woman."

It was only speculation before, but now that his identity has finally been confirmed, Iskandar can't help but be amazed.

"So how about trying this woman's sword? King of Conquest? ”

Saber Artoria frowned slightly, and the invisible sword in her hand was raised slightly, posing.

The fighting spirit that emanates from her, there is no doubt that she is serious.

And completely different from hers, Lancer Artoria didn't react in the slightest, as if she didn't care.

"King of Conquest—"

And at this time, on the other side, a brown-haired young man wearing a black coat and bare his chest and abdomen spoke up:

"Although the afterlife without Yu's reign is incomplete, in any case, the king is the king, even if he is not the real pharaoh, but he is also the king of the earth who has the power of the wind god Shu and the war god Seth."

Ramses II's gaze fell on the black-armored female knight.

It was the breath of storm and war.

was also summoned by the Qin people, and he naturally knew Lancer Artoria.

And he did.

However, he only admitted that Lancer had the aura of the storm, and did not admit that Artoria was a saber.

And Nito Chriss, who was beside him, was straining the staff in his hand:

"Great disrespect! Even if you are the king of the Gentiles! Nor can you raise your arms in front of the two great pharaohs! ”

Nito Chrissy looked a little resentful.

Seeing her reaction, Saber Artoria was a little stunned, while Iskandar burst out laughing:

"Hahahaha! Let's try this first! ”

As he spoke, Iskander, who was sitting on a church bench and wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers printed with "Grand Strategy", patted the big wine barrel next to him:

"I've heard that only those who are qualified can receive the Holy Grail, and the ritual of selecting that qualified person is this war that is being fought in Fuyuki - but if you are just a spectator, then there is no need to shed blood. If we can recognize each other's abilities, then I don't need to talk about it. ”

"Who is more qualified to be the owner of the Holy Grail! Before this barrel is drunk, let's see whose royal way is more able to convince the others! ”

"In the name of the king."

"Oh?" Saber Artoria looked shocked when she heard this, "Compete for the king's way?" ”

"Of course."

Iskandar's gaze swept over to the servants on the scene.

His gaze paused on Ramses II and Nitokris:

Stopping the opinion of the Sun King and the Sky Queen, whom he had met in the morning and who had given his real name unheedly under his inquiry, he had the idea.

The kings who have appeared in various eras.

Compete with each other on the royal road to see who is more qualified for the Holy Grail, conquest is his usual method, but his conquest is not just conquest by force.

"But yo, King of Conquest, is this the place you chose for the banquet?"

Ramses II's gaze fell around:

"Such a place is fine as a meeting place for the lightless, but the king of the earth, who has been blessed with the light of the gods, is too bleak for the pharaoh, who is the heir of the gods."

His expression was obviously dissatisfied.

After he finished speaking, Nito nodded busily:

"Yes, Pharaoh Iskander, this is not the right place!"

Hearing his words, Iskandar couldn't help but scratch his head.

And at this time, Weber on the side asked with some astonishment:

"Hey, Rider, are you still Pharaoh?"

"yes, what's wrong?" Iskandar gave him a strange look, "Among the lands conquered by this king, including the kingdom of the Nile, was taken from Darius, and this king has the official title of pharaoh to be crowned." ”

"Ah........h......h

But Iskandar watched him continue in a daze, and after not saying anything more, he turned his gaze to Ramses II:

"So, Sun King, do you have a good place to feast?"

"Yu thinks the best choice is the Great Temple that Yu built."

Ramses II rightly said:

"Yu will allow you to enter!"

"But it's impossible." Iskandar's gaze swept to the temples floating on the sea, "It's okay with this king, but my little master and others won't want to enter someone else's home field." ”

Webb nodded busily.

Enter the enemy's workshop, no, the temple drinks?

I can't think about it!

"That's right!" Iskandar seemed to remember something, "In the morning the king saw a castle in the forest over there, and let him have a banquet there!" ”

And at this time, a dazzling golden light appeared in front of everyone.

"—the joke ends here, mongrel."

"Forget it if you choose such a place, I came here on purpose, and now I want this king to run again? How do you want to apologize? Bastard! ”

In front of the gate of the church, the body of a man in heavy gold armor slowly solidified.

As he spoke, the ruby snake eyes looked at Iskandar proudly, venting his dissatisfaction.

"Hahahaha! Don't say that, come on, have a drink first! ”

Iskander smashed the lid of the cask with a punch, scooped up a glass of wine with a long-handled spoon next to him, and stretched it out to the visitor.