232. The End of the Banquet
"I'm sorry, Rider Master. The strongest treasure that your servant possesses, and it seems that his appearance is a little worse than mine. β
Zhao Yun sighed softly.
"Berserker, what are you...... What's going on? β
Saber Artoria asked.
Everyone is paying attention to Berserker, which is of course, after all, all the masters and heroic spirits present are hostile to each other after all, and Berserker's combat power has risen obviously abnormally tonight, and now even Saber, who is known as the strongest job provider, can feel the heavy pressure from Berserker.
Invincibility, that's how it feels, even Saber counts his treasure Excalibur, and is still pessimistic about his win rate, and the current berserker is so terrifying.
"It's not a secret that can't be told. One of my inherent abilities, One Rider, increases my stats when I face more enemies than I do, and the more enemies I have, the stronger I become. Originally, there were only seven Heroic Spirits in the Holy Grail War, so I didn't expect my ability to be useful, but who knew that there would be so many Assassins, and the Noble Phantasm of the Conquest King Iskandar would actually summon an army or something. β
Webb looked down the hill at Iskandar's radiant army. The number of that army was indeed vast, and a rough estimate was probably in the tens of thousands.
Being able to summon such a powerful Heroic Spirit Army was a manifestation of Iskander's strength, however, when Webb thought of what Berserker had just said, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"With tens of thousands of enemies accumulating, how much will Berserker's combat power increase? So far, I've only heard of exceptional Noble Phantasms, because the inherent ability leads to all the basic abilities are out of the ordinary or something, isn't it too fantastical? β
The corners of Webb's mouth twitched. He began to hope that the Berserker would be killed by the other Heroes and the Master, otherwise Iskandar would be very lucky against the Berserker.
As he spoke, the king's army at the foot of the mountain had ended this simple sweeping battle of tens of thousands against forty. This is no longer much of a war or a battle, and it should be more appropriately described as a massacre.
The army of kings, who had won victory again, raised their weapons and shouted in unison. Then Qi Qi turned into spirits and dissipated into the inherent barrier. Since the Intrinsic Barrier is maintained by the magic of all Heroic Spirits, Iskandar's Intrinsic Barrier can easily dissipate at the same time after the King's army dissipates.
The desert surrounded by hot winds is like a dream, and the moonlight in Einzberg is like frost.
Everyone returned to their original positions, and the entire courtyard, except for the dozens of Assassins who seemed to disappear into thin air.
"It's a shame to be disturbed by these clutter."
Iskandar drained the last sip of his glass and muttered to himself as if nothing had happened. Archer Gilgamesh sneered dissatisfiedly:
"It's really a disappointment, but there are so many people on these miscellaneous fish. Even the king of conquest has wasted a lot of effort. β
Gilgamesh seemed to mean something, but Iskandar ignored the mockery in his words and glared straight at Gilgamesh:
"Don't worry, I'll be on a par with you."
Iskandar stood up:
"You've said all the things you want to say, right? That's all for today's reception, and we'll see you again, we're enemies of the sword. β
"Wait, Rider, ...... between us"
"Shut up!"
After seeing the unparalleled army of the conqueror king and the loyalty of the king, even the knight king could not help but fall into a situation of self-doubt, and the conqueror king's domineering and tough words blocked Saber's words that he wanted to say.
"Tonight is the king's banquet, but Saber, I don't recognize you as the king."
"Are you fooling me? RiderοΌ β
If someone like you is a king, then the so-called king is too sad.
Iskandar glanced at Artoria, who still maintained her girlish appearance, and there was an inexplicable glint in her eyes.
He drew his sword and slashed in the air, thunder and lightning roared, and a sacred cow chariot appeared with the power of thunder and lightning.
"Little ghost, go up!"
"Huh? Gremlin?! I'm your master! β
"Alright, stop talking nonsense, hurry up."
Iskandar grabbed Webber by the collar like an eagle catching a chicken, and pulled him onto his treasure, the Kamui Wheel.
"I said, little girl, you better wake up from some painful dream quickly. Otherwise, one day, you will lose even the most basic self-esteem of a hero. The name of the king you bear is nothing but a curse you have put on yourself. β
Leaving this sentence of unknown meaning, Iskandar flew away in the sky on the wheel of divine might. Only the roaring thunder was left in his ears, and the chariot drawn by the sacred cow disappeared into the night sky in a moment.
The Holy King, who implements integrity and integrity, stands alone on the hill of the sword fence full of corpses, accompanied by only the afterglow of the sunset like blood;
A tyrant who has no benevolence and righteousness, but only satisfies his own and his own country's selfish desires, invades other countries, sets off wars and ravages enemy countries, but there are so many loyal courtiers who are willing to form an immortal bond with him.
Artoria could not accept it, which was completely contrary to the will and norms of the Knight King.
She was haunted by this, but she couldn't help but fall into confusion.
Can he, like Iskandar, the king of conquest, pride and pride on his chest and boast of his glorious life?
"Ignore the words of the conquering king, Saber, just stick to the path you believe in."
The one who comforted Saber turned out to be Archer Gilgamesh, who had been sneering at Saber.
"With your inconsistent attitude, can I think you're fooling me? ArcherοΌ β
"Of course, what you said about the way of kings is extremely correct, and there is no mistake. What a burden for your delicate body! Such a distressed and beautiful girl really makes people want to be comforted. β
Gilgamesh's appearance is worthy of the identity of a half-human and half-god, with a handsome appearance and a deep, magnetic voice. It's simply a work of art called "Man". However, in his seemingly concerned expression and tone, evil lust was dancing in the shadows.
He shook the delicate gold wine glass in his hand encrusted with various colored gemstones:
"Continue your righteous path and play the role of a clown painfully, I like the way you look. Saber, how happy I am, maybe I'll give you the Holy Grail as a reward? β
Bang!
The golden glass shattered in an instant, and the mellow and clear liquor spilled all over the ground.
"Rider is gone, and now that the organizer of the banquet has left, the banquet is over from now on. If there's anything else you have to say, use your sword to tell me, or else, get me out of here!" β
The two-handed sword hidden in the Wind King's enchantment, although invisible, still exudes tremendous pressure. Archer, however, remained unchanged.
"Alas, do you know how many countries have been destroyed for the sake of such a cup? Forget it, there's no point in punishing you, getting angry for a clown's gaffe will lose the king's reputation. β
"Shut up! If you say one more word, my sword will fly in your face! β
"Uh-huh...... Go for it, Knight King. Sometimes, I think you're cute. β
As soon as the words fell, Gilgamesh disappeared into the atrium of the castle as a spirit, and when the golden light reflected by Gilgamesh's golden armor disappeared, only Saber Artoria, the silver-haired Alice Phil, and a white halo as bright as moonlight remained.
"What? Berserker, do you have anything to say as well?"
The invisible blade of the sword pointed at Zhao Yun, and there was not much patience left in Saber's words.
"Saber, why do you think we became Heroic Spirits?"
Berserker's serious question made Saber stunned for a moment:
"Naturally, it's because of ......"
"There are only three kings, and they give three ways of kings, and none of them can convince each other. But the fact that all three of you are in Valhalla just says ......"
"The world has recognized your way of kingship?"
Berserker's eyes were so clear that Saber unexpectedly felt himself being disturbed by Iskandar and Gilgamesh, and gradually quieted down.
"A person who works towards a great ambition is called a fool. However, there are too many complicated people in this world. Simple people, on the contrary, seem so great. It's hard to take your eyes off it. β
"If Wang Sheng, who did his best for the happiness and tranquility of the people, walked on the wrong path, then what is the right thing in the world?"
Saber looked at the berserker meaningfully:
"So, you mean, I'm just a fool, right?"
"I don't know what I'm doing, and if I touch a gray nose, of course I'm a fool. However, knowing that if you continue to walk, you will be bruised all over your body and your head will be bleeding, and what you have to continue to do is courage. β
Never take a detour and crash through the south wall, such a person, even if stupid, is respectable, isn't it?
Berserker stepped onto the pure white steed that had been waiting for some time:
"Saber, the Knights of the Round Table, who once traveled with you, are they dedicated their swords to you because of your noble faith, aren't they?"
Le the horse and raise the whip, and the dragon in the horse shines on the jade lion at night and roars like a dragon,
Fukayama Town, Tosaka Mansion Underground Workshop. Tosaka Tokitomi was rubbing his temples with a sad face.
"Qili, Rider's treasure, how is the evaluation?"
In the Demon Dao communication machine, Yan Fengqili's deep voice came:
"It is the same as the King's Treasure of Gilgamesh, which is an exceptional (EX)-level treasure."
"I'm sorry, Rider Master. The strongest treasure that your servant possesses, and it seems that his appearance is a little worse than mine. β
Zhao Yun sighed softly.
"Berserker, what are you...... What's going on? β
Saber Artoria asked.
Everyone is paying attention to Berserker, which is of course, after all, all the masters and heroic spirits present are hostile to each other after all, and Berserker's combat power has risen obviously abnormally tonight, and now even Saber, who is known as the strongest job provider, can feel the heavy pressure from Berserker.
Invincibility, that's how it feels, even Saber counts his treasure Excalibur, and is still pessimistic about his win rate, and the current berserker is so terrifying.
"It's not a secret that can't be told. One of my inherent abilities, One Rider, increases my stats when I face more enemies than I do, and the more enemies I have, the stronger I become. Originally, there were only seven Heroic Spirits in the Holy Grail War, so I didn't expect my ability to be useful, but who knew that there would be so many Assassins, and the Noble Phantasm of the Conquest King Iskandar would actually summon an army or something. β
Webb looked down the hill at Iskandar's radiant army. The number of that army was indeed vast, and a rough estimate was probably in the tens of thousands.
Being able to summon such a powerful Heroic Spirit Army was a manifestation of Iskander's strength, however, when Webb thought of what Berserker had just said, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"With tens of thousands of enemies accumulating, how much will Berserker's combat power increase? So far, I've only heard of exceptional Noble Phantasms, because the inherent ability leads to all the basic abilities are out of the ordinary or something, isn't it too fantastical? β
The corners of Webb's mouth twitched. He began to hope that the Berserker would be killed by the other Heroes and the Master, otherwise Iskandar would be very lucky against the Berserker.
As he spoke, the king's army at the foot of the mountain had ended this simple sweeping battle of tens of thousands against forty. This is no longer much of a war or a battle, and it should be more appropriately described as a massacre.
The army of kings, who had won victory again, raised their weapons and shouted in unison. Then Qi Qi turned into spirits and dissipated into the inherent barrier. Since the Intrinsic Barrier is maintained by the magic of all Heroic Spirits, Iskandar's Intrinsic Barrier easily dissipates at the same time after the King's army dissipates.
The desert surrounded by hot winds is like a dream, and the moonlight in Einzberg is like frost.
Everyone returned to their original positions, and the entire courtyard, except for the dozens of Assassins who seemed to disappear into thin air.
"It's a shame to be disturbed by these clutter."
Iskandar drained the last sip of his glass and muttered to himself as if nothing had happened. Archer Gilgamesh sneered dissatisfiedly:
"It's really a disappointment, but there are so many people on these miscellaneous fish. Even the king of conquest has wasted a lot of effort. β
Gilgamesh seemed to mean something, but Iskandar ignored the mockery in his words and glared straight at Gilgamesh:
"Don't worry, I'll be on a par with you."
Iskandar stood up:
"You've said all the things you want to say, right? That's all for today's reception, and we'll see you again, we're enemies of the sword. β
"Wait, Rider, ...... between us"
"Shut up!"
After seeing the unparalleled army of the conqueror king and the loyalty of the king, even the knight king could not help but fall into a situation of self-doubt, and the conqueror king's domineering and tough words blocked Saber's words that he wanted to say.
"Tonight is the king's banquet, but Saber, I don't recognize you as the king."
"Are you fooling me? RiderοΌ β
If someone like you is a king, then the so-called king is too sad.
Iskandar glanced at Artoria, who still maintained her girlish appearance, and there was an inexplicable glint in her eyes.
He drew his sword and slashed in the air, thunder and lightning roared, and a sacred cow chariot appeared with the power of thunder and lightning.