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Ryunosuke's speech gave Saber and Lancer more recognition.

No matter what, every Heroic Spirit must have its own beliefs or beliefs, and if it is really recruited casually, it is a shame to be a Heroic Spirit.

It's just that Saber and Lancer are also very puzzled, I don't know why Ryunosuke, who is obviously dressed as a warrior, still has a book in his hand, and he feels like a scholar.

Of course, a person like Ryunosuke would not be considered a scholar under any circumstances, because his bearing is not like that.

"What kind of job is he?"

Ryunosuke's identity is not just something Saber and Lancer are speculating.

No one guessed what kind of job Ryunosuke was.

"What kind of job agency are you?" Rider asked bluntly.

Rider's straightforwardness left Saber and Lancer speechless, how could anyone ask such a thing in person.

"I'm Caster!" I didn't expect Ryunosuke to really answer.

Of course, this was instructed by Li Amen in advance, there is no doubt about that.

"What?" None of those present, and those who were hidden, believed this statement.

Ryunosuke couldn't help but raise the book in his hand, but he also clicked at it. Didn't do much extra.

Saber and Lancer finally got a little suspicious of Ryunosuke, after all, in their minds, only Caster could be weird. If anyone could steal the Noble Phantasm, it could only be Caster and Assassin.

However, on the first day, the Assassin was killed by the golden Heroic Spirit at Tosaka's house, which is known to all magicians and Heroic Spirits, which is why Ryunosuke was further suspicious.

Of course, the Assassin didn't actually die at all, which is another story.

For these. Ryunosuke had already been mentally prepared, so naturally he wouldn't care.

In fact, Rider, who was satisfied with his curiosity, didn't pay much attention to this kind of thing. Before, he just casually asked to satisfy his curiosity, but he himself was more depressed about other things.

After sending out the solicitation, he was rejected one after another, and Rider was very depressed about it.

To conquer a king is to conquer all. It's a pity that he can't conquer the three heroic spirits in front of him.

Rider muttered face down for a moment. I found the resentful eyes that looked up from my feet.

"Ahh......h

Because of the pain of the swollen forehead, and more tragic than the pain, regret, Webb's cry swept low through the air.

"What should I do? Isn't it disgusting to say what to conquer in the end? Do you really think you can beat Saber and Lancer? ”

Originally, Weber wanted to defeat Caster the most, but now Caster's "painting style" is a bit strange, and he has changed the Caster style that Weber understands, and he actually dares to show up.

This makes Weber, as Li Amen calculated, directly despise Caster, and feel that this kind of Caster is different. It's no longer worth his attention, so he doesn't even mention it in this paragraph.

Compare that to it. Saber and Lancer are really big enemies, and Webb is still amazed by the previous battle.

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.

See this sad scene. Alice Phil was neither despissing nor sympathetic, but felt that she could no longer be silent.

The tense air strangely relaxed

"Yes. I see? ”

But because of this low complaint, which was close to the ground, it solidified again.

He is the master of Lancer, who has not yet appeared. After urging his or her Servant to use the Noble Phantasm, he or she was silent again, and at this moment he or she interjected to ask Webb what he or she 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.

"The ......"

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. Weber...... A mortal like you should 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 stomach churning. Al Meloy. 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 could hate him desperately. It's okay to 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 that voice had a keen eye. I 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 harbors murderous energy in his heart. It was when the decision was made to pronounce death that Webb was still unaware of it.

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 somewhere, and he actually has a malicious smile of pity on his face. and his face was crooked.

"If that's really the case. It's ridiculous. 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'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! ”

Ryunosuke's brow jumped, but he already understood this. He was just wondering that although this Rider had an extraordinary bearing, he seemed to have a bit of a problem with his brain.

Both Saber and Lancer looked surprised.

"What's wrong with you? Rider！ ”

Facing Saber who asks himself. The King of Conquest smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Saber and Lancer, you're fighting face to face. It's remarkable. 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. ”

Alice Phil was terrified. It's as if he was seen through by Kiritsu, 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. 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.

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