Although Weber is not excellent as a magician, he can completely defeat 99% of the magicians in this world in terms of vision alone.

He had already seen the decline of the conquering king.

Could it be that the Emperor is going to lose?

No, it can't be. My Emperor is the strongest! Can... Saber's knights are really too strong. It's only a matter of time before it continues, and it fails.

What to do?

Speak and say, and repeat, and exhaustion. Unable to defeat a team of only a dozen or so, Rider's inherent enchantment was almost untenable.

Once the King's army is broken, only defeat awaits Rider.

"Use the Spell." At this time, it turned out to be Jelf who reminded him.

Webb looked at him incredulously.

"When he fought Berserker before, he used the king's army once, and the magic power in the king's body that had been delayed for so long just now was gone."

"Originally, this magic should have been provided by you, as the Master," Jelf sighed after looking Webb up and down.

"It's a pity that you're really bad as a master and a magician. The amount of mana stored in your body is simply pitiful, and you can't even release a basic magic spell normally, right? If he forcibly extracts the magic power from your body, I'm afraid he will drain you directly. It was with this in mind that the King of Conquest did not do so, and he had been holding on to it. ”

"I'm the one who dragged the Emperor down," Webb said in shame, lowering his head in shame.

For the first time, he hated himself so much for not being able to devote himself to a good magic family.

Jelf shook his head, "I'm not saying this to mock you. In addition to forcibly ordering the Servant to obey his orders, the Spell also has the effect of replenishing the mana in the Servant's body at one time and restoring his state to the period of total victory. ”

"I don't want my king to be defeated, and the lack of magic will lead to the defeat of the conquering king in my own hands, and I don't think my king will be happy. I want to see her smile..."

"I don't think you, as the Lord of the Conquest King, want to see the Conquest King leave so regretfully, do you? So use the power of the spell to let them fight to the fullest. ”

"I see." Webb nodded, raising his right hand at Rider.

"In the name of the Spell, I command you, Rider, to restore your mana!"

This was Webb's first time using the Command Charm, and he saw the Command Charm on the back of his hand glow brightly red. As Weber's words fell, one of the corners of the spell began to fade into obscurity.

Looking at Weber Gelf in front of him, he felt as if he had just entered the main god space. At this moment he thought a lot.

I didn't even play conspiracy, didn't sneak attack, didn't lay out, and even appeared as a guide. There is no calculation, no betrayal, no means, such a feeling is actually not bad... With a few exceptions, no one is born with a sense of tiredness.

All of this is brought about by the gradual strengthening of his own strength.

I'm going to get stronger.

Until... The day when you can truly take control of your own destiny.

Rider, who was fighting Saber and was constantly wheezing due to excessive mana consumption, suddenly shook his whole body. His physical strength and magic are recovering at an incredible speed.

Rider turned his head and looked into the distance. That's where Webb is.

Good job, boy...

"What's wrong Rider?" Saber noticed something was wrong with Rider and stopped and asked.

"It's nothing," Rider said softly, staring at Saber with his brass bell-sized tiger eyes, and said seriously and with great seriousness, "Saber, you are worthy of being the king of Britain." You're strong, really strong. ”

"After fighting you, I deeply realized the terrible power of you."

Fighting is the best and fastest way to identify with a person.

"But... I will overcome you. Just like the nations I've fought for countless years and conquered along the way. I will conquer you at the end of the day. ”

The inside of the thumb points to your chest:

"I haven't let them down before, I don't do now, and I won't in the future. I will bring victory for my subjects, I will bring victory for my little master. ”

"Victory is mine, Alexander Iskander!"

"Hmph... Hahaha. Saber let out a rare laugh, smiling like a blooming lily.

"King of Conquest, did it just take a little bit of strength to make you swell to such an extent?"

"You won't succeed, because I'll defeat you with my own hands before then. I will prove with my strength that I am a better king than you. ”

This is the real King Arthur, confident and determined. Only such a man can lead Britain out of the gloom.

Saber could naturally see that Rider's strength was recovering, but she didn't plan to take advantage of this time.

She has to wait for the other party to recover to the period of total victory.

In this way, she will not feel that she is invincible, so she can let go and fight with all her might.

"Let's continue the battle that just ended, Saber!"

"Are you ready to be taken by me? Rider。 ”

"If you can do it, just let the horses come!"

The sword of Cyprus and the sword of victory of the oath collided violently, and a burst of sparks burst out, and neither of the two kings would back down.

Even the two of their beloved horses seem to be infected by the momentum of their respective owners.

Bucephalas and Don Stalien's heads slammed together, scorching white gas erupting from their nostrils.

Round 2 – Begin!

Not only Rider himself, but even his subordinates' physical strength miraculously began to recover under the effect of the spell.

"For our king, for victory, for glory!"

I don't know which soldier took the lead, and tens of thousands of Macedonian troops shouted loudly with their weapons in their hands.

Voices come and go.

The shouts of tens of thousands of troops shook the heavens and the earth, reaching straight into the sky.

Even the Knights of the Round Table were suppressed by the other party's momentum for a while.

"What are you all doing in a daze?!" There was a wild cry in the neutral that woke up the knights.

Unlike the other eleven knights, only one was not intimidated by the momentum of the Macedonian army.

In the Knights of the Round Table, which was basically all silver and white, there was a rare touch of red, and Mordred held the treasure "Brilliant King's Sword" in his hand, and he was ashamed to face the few people who had just lost their minds with the same face as my king.

Mordred ignored them, and instead rushed into the crowd, another flower of the battlefield rushing into the enemy's ranks.

What a bright flower of thorns.

But this beautiful body was covered with barbs.

Afraid of getting hurt so refuse everything...

"Give it your all! For our king, for our glory! We can't let other kings look down on us, and put our king to shame! ”

Gawain's smile infected the other knights present.

They all raised the weapons in their hands: "Where my king's sword is pointing, is where we charge!" ”

"Fight for the glory of my king!"

King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table - All Strike!

The subordinates of the two powerful kings collided fiercely again.