Chapter Seventy-Two: The Wizard is Arthur Too

"My name is Artoria. Participated in the Holy Grail War and earned Caster's rank. ”

The scene fell silent for a moment, very awkwardly. 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. However, the magical girl did not react and continued.

"In order to defeat Charlie, the demon who seized the light, he gained the power to transform into a fighter. It is Merlin, the spirit of the lake in the Elven Country, who gives me strength. ”

Li Chenxing in the distance saw the self-reported door of this magical girl, and a drop of sweat was left behind her head, although she looked a little immature, but it looked like another stupid hairy messed in, because Li Chenxing's card of the rank of the stupid Caster before crossing has not yet appeared, so the specific situation is not very understandable, but looking at the power caused by the magic blow sent out when the magical girl inserted into the battle before, this is not an easy opponent to clean up.

"I know where the Holy Grail is, and that Holy Grail is said to grant any wish. So I need his strength to save the people in my world who are in need. ”

"I admire the courage of your self-reported family just now, but although I have no desire for the Holy Grail, I will not allow myself to fail."

The spearman said with a smile, but there was no smile in his sword-like eyes.

"Are you trying to state those jokes to get in the way of my duel with the knight?"

Saber said, the expression on her face different from that of the spearman, not even a smile. He raised the holy sword in his hand and pointed it at the magical girl.

"Your joke went too far. This was an intolerable insult to the knights. ”

Together, the Spearman and Saber cast a hostile gaze on the magical girl, but the magical girl seemed to be completely unresponsive to this hostile gaze, completely immersed in her own world. With a tear in the corner of his eye, he muttered to himself.

"Can't you understand me anyway?"

The magical girl who was completely caught up in her own world completely ignored the words of the others around her and took out a heart-shaped crystal for herself.

"What are you thinking, stupid!!"

From the shadows, Webb ran in in a panic, it seemed that this child was very close to the rectum, even if he did not summon Iskander, the king of conquest of the rectum, and took the Holy Grail and matched him with an equally mindless magical girl.

However, the magical girl didn't look back at him, and put the crystal out of her pocket on her wand, and then with a flash of light, the staff, which was originally only thirty centimeters long, turned into a golden scepter of about one meter and a half in the next moment.

"Do you really need to fight before we can understand each other?"

The magical girl who was ready to fight in a pair of two had a powerful magical power surging up, and then one after another missiles composed of pure magic power flew like raindrops towards the spearman and Saber.

"Flash Impact!"

The sudden, dense assault of mana left the spearmen and Saber dodging in embarrassment.

The two heroic spirits who fired this blow were on both sides of the war magic girl, and the situation suddenly became deadlocked.

"Yes. I see? ”

The hidden voice sounded again, making the already stalemate even more depressing. He is the master of the spearmen who have not yet appeared. After urging his Heroic Spirit to use the Noble Phantasm, he was 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. ”

"That'...... ......"

Webb heard his name being called viciously. However, Weber, who is a bit introverted, can't say any high-sounding words at this time.

But at the same time, Webb could guess who the voice was. If you are a Clock Tower instructor with a deep background, even if the relics are stolen, the relics of other heroic spirits can still be prepared.

Although he was very puzzled by the use of Iskandar's coat, he actually summoned a magical girl in the end. But the truth is that the man must be standing here as Webb's enemy this time.

"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. ”

The magic mixed with the sound made Webber fall into a hallucination, and Webber's head was dizzy, and it was completely impossible to judge the origin of the sound. He didn't know how many times he had tasted the feeling of a river in his stomach. Lecturer Kenes. 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. But suddenly there were no words to say. 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 killing of magicians - the horror and pain of killing each other, I will give it 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.

To become a true magician, you must make up your mind to die! This great principle, which can only be understood in words, is now experienced by Weber. 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.

"Hey, hey, the one over there who doesn't know where, are you going to scare my friend? I'm not going to show mercy to me. ”

The magical girl stood beside Webb at some point, comforting the boy carefully. Although it is similar to the magical girl of the sub-offering, but it is also a member of the Heroic Spirit, and in addition to standing for a long time, the knowledge and common sense are much higher than that of Webb, a young boy.

Faced with the threat of a heroic spirit, the master of the spearman stopped talking, even the strongest magician in the world, when facing a heroic spirit of Caster's rank, there is no certainty of defeat, these heroic spirits with legendary magic, in the face of modern magicians have an unbreakable advantage.

The mystery, in the face of a higher mystery, loses its effect, and modern magic cannot even cause Caster any trouble.