"Please be careful... Your Excellency the Magician..."The Assassin caught the bullet in front of Yan Chen's and threw it on the ground, a gun was nothing to the Servant.

"It seems that the rats in the dark can't sit still... Assassin to deal with them..."Yan Chen smiled coldly, the shot just now really startled him, because the explanation was so fascinating, he really forgot about a certain despicable villain named Magician Killer. Fortunately, this also dispelled his idea of explaining in the battle in the future, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, right?

"Your will... Your Excellency the Magician...", and with a bow, the Assassin vanished into the night sky in a dark shadow.

"Stop him, Saber, and don't let him go to Kiritsugu," Alice Phil said anxiously.

"Your opponent is me, Father!" Just as Saber was about to intercept her, a large sword slashed at her.

"Mordred?!" Saber exclaimed in surprise as he looked at the familiar armor and sword in his hand.

"It's me, dear father," said Mordred, with both excitement and excitement.

"I never recognized you as my child," Saber said coldly after being surprised.

"Cluck, cluck," there was a roar of angry gnashing of teeth, and Mordred swung the knight's sword in his hand and rushed forward.

"I heard you're a Lancer too? Then let's make a comparison..."After that, Cú Chulainn did not wait for the other party to answer, and waved his gun straight up.

Looking at the only remaining Rider, Medusa is about to take a step forward...

"Whoa, whoa," a roar of rage rang out, and the black Berserker picked up a broken streetlamp and rushed up.

"Tamamo, Medea, and Berserker's magic power is extremely low, and he will hand it over to you..."Yan Chen said.

"Got it, little master..."Medea smiled lightly, and a series of magic arrays appeared in front of him.

"Miku Miku, Kotamamo is going to be on it☆~" A mirror appeared next to Tamamo in front of him.

"Then leave it to me Rider, I also want to have a duel between Riders..."Medusa said as she stepped forward.

"No, you're not his opponent, and Archer probably can't, he'll hand it over to me..."Yan Chen said undoubtedly, Rider and Archer looked at the short figure in front of them in surprise.

"Master, you're still a kid," Atta discouraged.

"It's okay, I have the certainty and determination to win, and besides, don't you still have you behind me?" Yanchen smiled confidently and then faced Iskander.

"Yes, Master, I'll do my best to protect you..."Atalanta closed her eyes and was silent for a moment, then picked up the Vault Bow in her hand and said, Rider didn't say anything, but she meant the same thing.

"Iskander, your next opponent is me, let your master use the Command Charm, otherwise you are not my opponent." Yan Chen stood on the ground and shouted, although he was standing on the ground, his momentum still suppressed the King of Conquest who was flying in the sky and looking down.

"Looking at the full king's aura in your body, do you also think that you are a king?" Iskandar asked solemnly as he drove his chariot to the ground.

"You're right, I defeated the Most Ancient King and plundered his treasury, in a sense, I'm not bad as a king..."Yan Chen thought for a while and replied, he had fantasized about fighting with this king since he watched F/Z, if it was before, but since he had the opportunity to make up for his regrets, there was naturally no reason to refuse.

"Have you usurped the treasury of the Most Ancient King? What an enviable king, so dare to ask what your name is? Rider asked, his face unchanged.

"Name? I didn't think about this thing at all, huh? How about calling me the usurper king if you will? Yan Chen thought for a while and said jokingly.

"The usurper king? I remember..."Rider said seriously in the face of Yan Chen's joking words.

After thinking about it, Yanchen took out a wine jug and threw it to Rider, "Oh? Rider answered, a little confused.

"This is a fine wine from the gods, no matter what, you are an admirable opponent, drink it dry and go on the road, this glass of wine is with your blood and mine..."Yan Chen said with a bitter smile.

"Either my blood goes in or your blood goes in? I received your will—" Rider nodded, and then opened the flask without hesitation.

"I'm not afraid of being poisonous..."Yan Chen shook his head helplessly, looking for the props he needed in the king's treasury, and facing a king as a child, no matter what, it was not suitable.

"Hahaha, what a mistake, what a mistake you have, what a mistake you made for me to sing such a fine wine, King of Usurpation, I can't help but ransack the treasure trove you stole from the Ancient King..."Rider laughed heroically, his words full of confidence in himself.

"If you can do it, just come..."Yan Chen, who had regained his youthful appearance, said nervously, at this time, after he assembled the concept dress - despicable wisdom, he put aside the problem of lack of magic power, and he would definitely not be inferior to Gilgamesh of Archer's job too much, since there is no reason why Gilgamesh can do it.