"Yes. I see? The sudden sound of resentment solidified the originally relaxed atmosphere again.

"I was still wondering why you went berserk and stole 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.

How could Webb not guess the owner of that voice? If he is as high as the Clock Tower Instructor, even if Iskandar's coat is stolen, the relics of other Heroic Spirits can still be prepared. In this way, in this land of winter wood, even if that man stood here as Webber's enemy this time, there was nothing incredible......

"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?

"Yes. 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. "Webb has been hating the haughty lecturer for his years of living in the Clock Tower, 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 one who became my man should be a warrior who galloped on the battlefield with me, not a coward who didn't even dare to show his face. ”

Silence fell, and only the anger of the unseen Master spread through the night's 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! I'm afraid I'm not the only one who was attracted by the crisp crash of the sword halberd. ”

Both Saber and Lancer looked surprised. Alice Phil was terrified in her heart, as if she was being seen through by Kiritsugu, who didn't know where to hide.

But Rider had nothing more than other servants on his mind. Rider wanted to send the deafening sound to every corner around him, and he shouted loudly again.

"Pathetic, pathetic! The heroes gathered in Fuyuki, don't you have any thoughts when you see the courage of these heroes? 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 expression, and finally looked around with defiant eyes.

"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! ”

Rider's impassioned speech even reached Kiritsugu Emiya, who was secretly watching from a container yard in the distance. It also reached the ears of Maiya, who was watching on the other side.

The way of thinking of the heroes of the primeval era was so far from Kiritsugu that he couldn't even sigh.

"How can that kind of fool conquer the world?" On the opposite side, Maiya also looked helpless.

Like Kiritsugu and Maiya, Kiri Tsukiho, who was secretly watching through the assassin's sight and hearing, saw all of Rider's moves and heard his loud words. At this time, Yan Feng Qili was in the distant Winter Wood Church. Moreover, Qili informed Tosaka Tokitomi of all the details of what he had heard and seen through the jewel telegraph next to him.

"This guy is so stupid." From the distant Tosaka Mansion, such an extremely unpleasant sentence came out.

Although Qili didn't know where the person who spoke was, she still frowned and nodded.

"Stupid indeed."

But neither Tokitomi nor Kiri were able to scoff at Rider's nonsense like Emiya Kiritsugu. The reason for this is because they thought of the same Heroic Spirit at the same time, and this Heroic Spirit would never ignore Rider's provocative words.

Moments after Rider roared, a golden light appeared.

The overly dazzling light made people a little timid, but everyone present had no surprise in their hearts. After that, the fifth Servant appeared as a result of Rider's provocation, which is unquestionable. But the development of events was frightening, and five Servants were gathered in such a warm-up battle before the big battle. No one can now judge the progress of the situation.

Sure enough, at the top of the street lamp ball about ten meters above the ground, a figure wearing golden flash armor appeared. (Appearance of the King of Street Lamps→_→)

Although he had only seen him once in a brief moment before, it was impossible for Weber to make such a strong impression on the figure. Standing tall on the street lamp must have been the enigmatic Servant who used overwhelming destructive power to bury the assassin who invaded the Tosaka Mansion last night.

There is no place in the body of heavy equipment that is not covered by armor, and it is impossible to be a Master. And if he shows up in response to Rider's call, it proves that he only has the judgment to see Rider's arrogant words as provocation, that is, he can't be a berserker berserker.

In this way, using the elimination method, only the last of the three horsemen, Archer, remained.

"Hey, if you don't take me in your eyes, the person who is the king without knowing the height of the sky and the height of the earth has come out of two overnight." As soon as he spoke, the Golden Heroic Spirit pursed his lips in extreme displeasure, revealing his contempt for the four Servants who were currently facing each other.

While Archer's pride and tone are the same as Rider's arrogance, they are fundamentally different. The voice and eyes of the King of Conquest were not as cold and unforgiving as Archer's.

Rider didn't seem to expect someone more tough than himself, and he was quite flustered, scratching his chin in confusion.

"Even if you don't say anything inferior to me, Iskander is still the most famous king of conquests in the world."

"Oh, the hero who is truly worthy of the king, I am the only one between heaven and earth. The rest are just some mongrels. Archer simply uttered a declaration that could not be more insulting than an insult. Even Saber was surprised that the ground was colorless, but Rider was tolerant and a little surprised and sighed.

"When you talk about this, how about reporting your name first? If you were a king, wouldn't you be afraid of your own prestige? Being gaged by Rider like this, Archer's red eyes became more and more arrogant and angry, staring at the giant man in front of him.

"Are you questioning me? The mongrel asks the king about me? ”

It makes sense for Rider to ask Archer for his real name, but to Archer, it seems to be a big disrespect to him. This is obviously different from Archer's intention to hide his real name, but Archer's blind emotional madness, and the golden spirit begins to show a murderous aura.

"If I had clothed you in the glory of worshipping me, and you had not known my name, you would have died to apologize for your ignorance." After Archer asserted this, a strange aura like flames slowly rose on his left and right, and in the next moment, the blade shone with dazzling brilliance and suddenly appeared in the empty sky.

Unsheathed swords and spears. They are all dazzlingly decorated and emit magic that cannot be hidden. Obviously not an ordinary weapon, it can only be a treasure.

Seeing this scene, neither the people present nor those who were hiding from the sidelines to watch could hold their breath.

"You nouveau riche face is really annoying, you have no treasures but just use them as rudely as throwing stones, whether it's Archer's job placement or these treasures on you, it's a waste." Gong Xiaoyun looked at the golden figure on the street lamp and mocked.

Hearing Gong Xiaoyun's provocative words, everyone who was originally shocked by the treasure of the golden archer was stunned.

The golden-colored figure also seemed to be stunned, and he didn't expect that someone would dare to provoke after seeing these treasures.

I can't get along with him. This was the one thing that Gong Xiaoyun was sure of as soon as he saw Gilgamesh, whether it was the other party's mocking tone or the nouveau riche face, Gong Xiaoyun hated it deeply.

In fact, when he was still an otaku, he still liked the role of Gilgamesh, especially after experiencing the curse of evil in this world, he had great respect and admiration for Gilgamesh's will.

But admiration is admiration, and now he is the enemy. Since it is an enemy, there is nothing wrong with the logic of taking the head of the enemy you admire with respect, right?

Gilgamesh was stunned for a moment, finally reacting, his handsome face twisted with anger, and now the impudent servant in front of him was even more unforgivable to him than the self-proclaimed king Rider.

The swords and spears floating around Archer changed the direction of the attack. The direction pointed by the head of the sword and the head of the spear was Gong Xiaoyun, "Bastard with divinity, I will break you into ten thousand pieces to relieve the hatred in my heart." ”

With a grim declaration, the Noble Phantasm behind Gilgamesh galloped towards the clouds.

Thanks to the local tyrant [Yanxiao 233] for the 100 starting coins~\(≧▽≦)/~