Saw familiar people.

No, it's not familiar, it's just a two-sided relationship.

I remember that when we first met, he called himself Mr. Anton, so Weber also called each other the same, but when I got home and thought about it, it was a deceptive trick at all.

Webb knew that the other party didn't want to reveal his real name, so even if they met now, he didn't ask the other party's name a second time.

Tightening his clothes with his hands, Webb saw that Mr. Anton had blocked a young woman beside him with his hand, and she was reaching behind her back, which was a dagger glowing with cold light from the exposed corner.

Seeing this, Webber visibly stepped back, and finally hit the wall.

Of course, this is just a metaphor, but the Servant of his own Rider class is really very tall, and unlike his weak self, he has strong strength and courage.

He raised his right hand and waved, and the other party nodded as well.

Webb noticed that Rider behind him didn't understand the current situation, and he tried to get to Rider's ear, which was still some distance away from him

"Rider, this is the person who saved people with us at the scene of the fire last time, and at the same time, the Master of the Blonde Female Knight King that night."

"That little girl's master?"

Rider bent down and leaned over Webb's ear.

"Now you're going to fight?"

"No, no, no."

Webber looked at Mr. Anton in front of him, the other party had no intention of fighting, and Rider had used the [King's Army] before. Frequent use of Noble Phantasms can cause a huge loss of mana.

Since the other party doesn't plan to fight, this side won't attack easily.

So Webb tried his best to stop Rider from wanting to fight.

I see.

Webb saw Rider and nodded.

"Well, that little girl hasn't decided the winner with Lancer yet, so it's not good to make a move here, just listen to your opinion."

"That's good."

Webb breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Mr. Anton across from him and nodded.

"Where is Mr. Anton going so late?"

Mr. Anton? Webb was visibly aware of the strange glance that the young woman threw at Mr. Anton.

The eyes of the two seemed to meet in the air, and finally got each other's answer.

"Hanging out with Neo is a kind of rest."

"Neo?"

"Neo?"

Webb found himself speaking with the young woman who was known as Neo, and the level of the fake name was indeed a bit flattering.

But it seems that the young woman has a good temper. Mr. Anton agreed with his fake name with his "please" expression.

She nodded to Webb.

"Hello. I'm Neo. ”

"Uh, hello, I'm Webb. Welvett, this is ......"

"No need to hide! I am Iskandar, the conqueror! ”

Ahh

Webb jumped up trying to block Rider's mouth. But the height is simply not enough.

After this sentence is spoken. The woman named Neo was clearly on guard. However, under the reassurance of Mr. Anton on the side, it was calm again.

From this point of view, Weber sees similarities in himself as Mr. Anton.

However, the idea of taking Antonio apart and choosing a name is somewhat incomprehensible to Weber.

Think so. Webb said, looking down the street behind them

"We're going to take a look at the downtown over there now, so we won't bother the two of you."

"No interruptions, we're going to look around."

Mr. Anton immediately denied it, speaking language similar to social terms.

Let's go.

Webb was about to leave with Rider, but Rider stopped on the way, he looked at the downtown ahead of him, looked at a few people next to him, and said to the Antonio duo

"In that case? Would you like to go to the downtown with us? ”

Hey, hey, hey!

Ignoring Webb, Rider continued

"Anyway, the battle is suspended now, so why not talk about it? I was also interested in the little girl who was the Knight King, and what was the purpose of the ideals she had and the burdens she carried? ”

I thought that the other party would not agree, but they easily accepted Rider's invitation.

What's going on? Is it to collect information about the Rider here? Webb thought and began to watch out for the two of them.

The line grew from two to four, and Webb was walking with the young woman.

Probably dissatisfied with the status quo, Webb found that she had a cold expression all the time.

The two of them were talking from time to time, but Webb found that he and she could not talk at all, and they had no common language at all.

I've never had a girlfriend myself, so I don't understand anything about finding interesting topics between men and women, so Webb has to take some of the tricks that just came to mind.

For example.

When I saw the street in front of me, the signboard hanging in front of the shop was gorgeously decorated.

"Well, Miss Neo, the stop sign at that shop looks good."

It's a bothersome topic.

But in exchange for only -

"Yes."

Such a simple answer, in addition to this, Weber also found that the other party glared at him, could it be that he was dissatisfied with his pseudonym?

If you're not satisfied, ask Mr. Anton to change your name.

With this in mind, Webb used his hands to bring the hair that the wind had blown to his forehead behind his ears, and wondered if it was time to cut his hair.

"That man."

"What's wrong?"

Webb found that the other party had taken the initiative to talk to him, so he replied cautiously.

"It's the tall man."

"It's Rider, is there anything wrong?"

"He looks so good, and he has a good way of fighting."

"Well, I think about it, ah, there is ......"

Wrong!

Weber almost said it, this man was openly inquiring about the enemy, and he almost said it openly, and it seemed that he had to be vigilant.

Thinking of this, Webb immediately changed his words.

"Actually, I don't know much about his fighting style, he should be a rampage type, and every action is chaotic."

"What else?"

Neo (tentatively) approached, and Webber had to retreat to the other side.

"No, I know so much, by the way, Miss Neo, you look ahead, it's already here, I heard that there is something going on in this shopping street."

Pointing ahead, Webb was glad for his ability to change the subject.

The four of them stopped, and inside an arched gate decorated with colorful lanterns in front of them, the bustling streets and beautiful townscapes spread out in a festival-like atmosphere. (To be continued......)