Just as Mordred's sword was about to slash Lancer. The cold, clear and tense air was suddenly pierced by a thunderous sound.!?

I saw a flying object cut a straight line in the sky, heading straight for this side, and also sprinkled purple lightning sparks in the night sky. The purple sparks that burst out instantly separated the two sides of the war.

[Damn, I knew he was going to show up!] You're close to destroying Lancer, damn it! Mordred withdrew his sword, this situation was really not suitable for further pursuit, and Lancer had already prepared for it when he came to his senses.

Judging by the appearance of the car. It was an antique chariot with two noses. It is not a war horse that is tied to the wheels. It's a burly and toned bull with muscles rolling like waves. Ox hooves tread the void and pull the luxurious and magnificent chariot. The chariot is not just simply floating in the air. The wheels of the chariot roared, and the bull's hooves trampled not on the earth but on lightning. Every time the hooves and chariots kicked the empty sky, purple lightning flashed its cobweb-shaped tentacles, curling the atmosphere upwards with a deafening sound. The immense magic of lightning bursts out.

The chariot with thunder and lightning on its feet circled violently in the sky and then reduced its speed and landed on the ground. It landed right between the three Heroic Spirits facing each other, blocking the blades and spears of the two men. At the same time as he landed on the ground, he put away the dazzling thunder, revealing the figure of a giant man, standing majestically on the bridge of the chariot. "Both sides put away their weapons for me. In the presence of this king! The burly charioteer, after first weakening the opposing sides, continued to speak sternly: "I am Iskandar, the king of conquest. Participated in this Holy Grail War and earned the rank of Rider. ”

Everyone present was really dumbfounded at this point. On the battlefield of the Holy Grail, there is no way for a Servant to report himself, and his real name is the key to strategy. And the most restless was Webb, who sat next to Rider.

"What are you thinking, stupid!!" Webb was so mentally dished that he forgot his fear even when faced with Rider's massive body. He bluffed and questioned Rider as he grabbed Rider's coat tightly. His own servant revealed his real name in public without authorization, which feels simple.

The corners of Mordred's mouth twitched. Although he had been prepared, he was still very shocked to see Mordred, who had the courage to report his real name.

It has to be said that after the intervention of the King of Conquest, the three parties, including the King of Conquest, reached a strange balance. No matter which side dares to act rashly, the triangle has stability. Although it seems reckless to boldly report his real name, it does play a role in deterring Xiaoxiao. Everyone present was sure that the king who had almost conquered the world must have an extremely powerful treasure in his hands. Therefore, today's battle is basically over, and no matter how many people are added in this situation, it is impossible to fight again. The act of conquering the king seems to be a reckless P, but in fact he is as stable as an old dog. This was the wisdom of the conquering king, who was a disciple of Aristotle and built a vast empire.

Poof, the bull's relentless boos echoed in the night air, and Webb's voice of protest fell silent. Rider ignored Master's protests and glanced at the Servants on the left and right, "You are fighting each other to get the Holy Grail, I have something to ask you before you fight." I don't know what each of you expects from the Holy Grail. But think about it now. Do your desires carry more weight than your aspirations that include heaven and earth? ”

Artoria didn't understand what she meant, but her instincts told her that the true meaning of the words was dangerous, and her eyes widened unconsciously. "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Huh? I'm very clear. At this point, Rider still maintained his majesty, but his tone had become much softer and more harmonious. I came to the battlefield. Do you have any plans to give me the Holy Grail? If you give me the Holy Grail, I will see you as friends and share with you the joy of conquering the world. ”

This is an overly nonsensical proposition. Artoria didn't even get angry and froze, and Lancer, who was across from him, didn't know what to say, and froze. Mordred, who was paddling for a while, was also amused by him.

"I admire the courage of your self-declaration just now, but it is difficult for me to agree to your proposal." Lancer shook his head with a wry smile, but there was no smile in his eyes. The mighty eyes like a sharp sword collided head-on with the disdainful eyes of the King of Conquest, and sparks flew everywhere. "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。 ”

"Did you just interrupt our duel for the sake of these jokes?" Artoria asked, following Lancer's words. The expression on her face was different from that of the beautiful Lancer, not even a smile. For her seriously, Rider's proposal itself was extremely unpleasant.

"King of Conquest, you've gone too far. This was an intolerable insult to the knights. ”

Together, Lancer and Saber set a hostile gaze on Rider, and although he was nearly slashed by Mordred, he didn't allow his duel to be interrupted. Rider seemed to be embarrassed as he muttered as he unconsciously squeaked his fist against his temples. Rider couldn't help but make a helpless movement, but his majestic sitting posture did not waver in the slightest, so in fact, Rider can be called a person with an extremely rare sense of existence. "Are you going to negotiate terms with me?"

"Less nonsense!" It felt as if Rider was about to utter flattering words, and both sides refused in unison. Artoria continued with a look of disappointment. "After all, 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? Rider, perhaps intrigued by Artoria's manifesto, raised an eyebrow aloft. It was so surprising to me. The world-famous knight king turned out to be a little girl. ”

"Are you looking for death? How dare you look down on my father! Mordred said angrily.

"Really? Father? So who are you? Rider raised an eyebrow.

"Uncle Ben will not change his name, and he will not change his surname. My name is Mordred Pendragon, and I am the only legitimate successor to King Arthur! Mordred shouted.

"The rebellious knight who ended the Arthurian legend? I didn't expect to be so loyal. ”

"Humph!" Mordred didn't bother him.

"Then our negotiations will break up, it's a pity, it's a pity." Rider muttered face down for a moment when he noticed the resentful look in his eyes looking up from his feet.

"Ahh Webb's cry was miserable because of the pain in his swollen forehead, and more tragic than the pain was regret. "How. Do it. Isn't it disgusting to say what to conquer in the end, do you really think you can beat Saber and Lancer? ”

The burly Servant laughed out loud in response to Master's question, without any guilt. "No, isn't there such a saying, it's better to talk about it."

"If you try it, it's not your real name, right?!" Webb was dizzy with anger. With two powerless fists, he slammed into the chest armor of the upright Rider and cried.

On the contrary, it is more like the scene of a little girl being coquettish, which makes the tense air wonderfully relaxed.

"Yes. I see? ”

But because of this low complaint, which was close to the ground, it solidified again. It is Kenneth, the Master of Lancer, who has not yet appeared. After urging his Servant to use the Noble Phantasm, he fell 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. Weber. Mr. Velvett. ”

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...."

"It's a pity. I wanted to make this lovely student happy. Webb, mortals like you deserve to have 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 didn't know how many times he had tasted the feeling of his stomach tumbling over the sea. Elumeroy. The feeling of archipolud, his mean, slender face, his blue eyes mixed with insult and pity, looked down at him from the top of Webb's head.

Webb wanted to pay back to the lecturer with a nice sarcasm. Webb preempted the lecturer and skillfully made Iskandar the Heroic Soul 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, it was the first time that he was so hated by the 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 cannibalism between magicians, the horror and pain of killing, I will hand over to 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.

In order to become a true magician, one must make up one's mind to die, a 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. When the magician had a murderous aura in his heart, it was when he decided to pronounce death that Webber had not known about it until now.

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 Servant's rough hands and discrete fingers were 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." Rider asks Lancer's Master who is hiding nowhere, and in fact he has a malicious smile of pity on his face, causing his face to smile crookedly.

"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. Rider 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.

"What's wrong with you? Rider”

Facing Artoria, 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. ”

Rider wanted to send the deafening sound to every corner around him, and he shouted loudly again.

"Pathetic. How pathetic! Heroes gathered in Fuyuki. Don't you feel anything about Saber and Lancer's 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 look, and finally looked around with a defiant look.

【Peerless Taunt from the Emperor】Noble Phantasm Level EX

"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! ”