Perhaps it was the strength of the King of Conquerors, who was not at all reduced by the fact that the opponent was the Master.

At this moment, the 17-year-old young magician Weber fell to the ground directly due to this huge force.

"Small! Narrow! So stupid!"

Staring at Weber, Iskandar stood up from the ground with a somewhat displeased expression.

As if wanting to correct Waver's erroneous thoughts, Iskandar said loudly:

"The desire to achieve through war is just to show your own value?"

"Why...why do you have such childish ideals?"

"It's really sad if your dignity needs to be realized by such a battle!"

"With this kind of awareness...do you think you can win the Holy Grail War? With your stupid idea, can you follow me to conquer the world—"

"Are you like my master?! It's so sad!"

"..."

Listen to Iskandar.

Weber, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help covering his aching cheek.

The sadness in his heart for a moment, the eyes of the scarf surged in the boy's heart, and a tear of sorrow lingered in an instant.

He is not reconciled, and he does not want to be underestimated by everyone...

But...Even though it was such a simple wish, the King of Conquerors, Iskandar, still completely denied him without hesitation...

At this moment, eager to prove himself, Weber, who had been oppressed by the environment of the clock tower for a long time, his nose and ears were all stained crimson.

Why...why is such a simple idea, don't be denied by this conqueror——

It's what I've always wanted to achieve, and it's within your reach.I can't touch anything at all. ——

What is wrong with gaining the respect of others?Does life have to conquer the world to be complete?

With such increasingly sad thoughts in mind, Weber completely collapsed at this moment.

And just when this poor boy completely collapsed.

The Conqueror King Iskandar beside him stretched out his hand in time and pulled him up from the chaotic tide——

"If you want to gain the awe of others... then, don't do this."

While talking, Iskandar stretched out his hand and lifted Weber up from the ground as if he had caught a chick:

"You can't go far with such naive thoughts—"

"If you really want to rely on this battle to win respect—then you can use the power of the Holy Grail to grow about 30 centimeters taller first!"

Looking at one hand grabbing himself, the other hand is holding the world map, Iskandar who is still browsing the "World Map" at the moment.

At this moment, Weber's shoulders couldn't help trembling slightly.

He gritted his teeth involuntarily:

"Damn... how dare a mere follower..."

Perhaps it was true, Iskandar was pissed off.

At this moment, Weber only felt that his whole body was shaking.

"...I want to let you know how powerful I am!"

As if he had made a decision, Weber slowly raised his right hand with the command spell engraved on the back of his hand:

"Declare to the Command Spell, follow the rules of the Holy Grail, the follower of this, Iskandar the Conqueror..."

There was a slight pause.

Wei Bo had no choice but to issue an order directly——

As if there are any scruples.

At this moment, Weber stopped what he was doing at this moment.

Reason returned to his head, and after calming down for a while, Weber could only sigh deeply:

"Ugh....."

Yes, Weber didn't dare to directly use Command Seals to control Iskandar.

Calm down and think carefully....

The command spell given to the master can only force the servant to obey the order three times.

And once all the Command Seals are lost, Weber will not be able to control the King of Conquerors......

After realizing this very serious problem.

Waver's expression changed instantly.

Although I really want to kill the vigor of the King of Conquerors.

But... the current Weber, can he really do this?

Command Seals have to be used in the Holy Grail War.

Thinking of this, Waver sighed.

As if barely suppressing the bad emotions that kept stirring in his heart, at this moment, Weber finally gave up his plan to use the Command Seal.

"Boring, forget it, forget it, forget it!!"

Jumping down from the flower bed, at this moment, Weber seemed to want to save himself a little face, sitting cross-legged next to King Iskandar the Conqueror, pretending to be calm and calm, with his arms folded on his chest——

He just looked directly at the King of Conquerors in front of him, and forcibly lowered his tone to make himself sound more mature:

"That's all, I can say whatever you want, you can say that I am naive...it doesn't matter—"

"Anyway, I only have one idea: to win the Holy Grail."

It's like getting to the point.

Weber's expression showed considerable determination.

He clenched his fists tightly, and the golden cup that represented glory and dreams seemed to appear in his eyes:

"As long as I can get the Holy Grail, I have no problem, and I don't care what you do after that..."

"Really...boy, why does it feel like you don't look down on me, the King of Conquerors, Iskandar?"

Listening to Weber's words, Iskandar the Conqueror showed an impatient look on his rough face:

"Do you think I can't win the final victory?"

"I also want to believe you, but it's a pity that you haven't shown any strength."

This sentence of Weber actually contains a lot of meanings.

It's not that he doesn't look down on King Conqueror Iskandar—

On the contrary, he just wanted to try to force out a little bit of the strength of the King of Conquerors, so that he could open his eyes.

After all, he who became the master... still has too many things unclear.

At this moment, just as Weber thought.

The King of Conquerors, Iskandar, just nodded lightly:

"It's really not a good thing to be underestimated by the Master... But don't worry, I will get the Holy Grail!"

"Oh, you look very confident."

As if he heard something interesting, the current Weber couldn't help but ask with great interest:

"Do you have any chance of winning?"

"I understand what you mean...Master."

Iskandar, the King of Conquerors, waved his hand boldly:

"In other words... you want to see my strength!?"

"When... of course!"

Weber was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses.

Although from history, he basically understood how brave he was as the king of conquerors.

But... a hundred words are not as good as seeing it with your own eyes.

This moment... is his best time!

So... Weber then said in an unquestionable tone:

"of course!!"

"You want you to prove to me whether you are worthy of trust or not!"

"Ha, that's how it is!"

Hearing this, the Conqueror King Iskandar couldn't help but smile.

It seems that she has completely reconciled with the Master at this moment.

King of Conquerors, so he didn't hesitate.

He stood up directly from the ground, with his muscular and strong arms, he tightly grasped the Celtic long sword he was carrying——

The sharp blade was unsheathed, and the sharp blade pierced the bone.

"Conqueror King Iskandar, claim supremacy with this sword!!"

"Roar!"

This heroic cry was mixed with battle cries full of fighting intent. The King of Conquerors at this moment: Iskandar, just waved the long sword in his hand, and slashed towards the open space ahead——

"?!!!"

Looking at Iskandar in front of him, he just swung the long sword in his hand.

For a moment, Weber's expression was a little dumb.

It seems that there is nothing special about it.

However, just when Waver was wondering about this——

For a moment, the street lights next to it began to flicker——

The next moment, the weather above the head was supposed to be sunny, but suddenly the situation changed!

Immediately afterwards, a thunderbolt that was terrifying enough to shake the entire world, just slammed across the flat ground without any wind!

The attack, which seemed to be condemned by God, really made Weber feel a little fear!

He then collapsed to the ground like a child, trembling weakly.

"This is... what attack?"

There wasn't even time for Weber to react.

At the same time, in the shattered space where the lightning struck, a chariot covered in lightning appeared.

The magnificent and exquisitely shaped chariot, which seemed not to be man-made, stood in front of Iskandar, the King of Conquerors.

"This is King Gordios, an offering to the god Zeus."

"I can occupy the position of rider, it must be because of the evaluation of this item—"

"How about my strength, you probably already have some clues?"

After saying that, Iskandar raised his eyebrows lightly.

At this moment, how could it be possible for Weber, who was struck by the sound of thunder on the ground and his head to go numb from this luxurious chariot, not to be shocked from the bottom of his heart?

Ever since, he nodded like pounding garlic, recognizing the strength of the King of Conquerors.

"This guy...is he really a 17-year-old kid? Why does he look like the concubine of the Conqueror King?"

see this scene.

Even King Gilgamesh, who was dealing with government affairs on the luxurious throne in the tower of Uruk, couldn't help feeling a bit of helplessness and a surging desire to complain:

"However... the King of Conquerors is really interesting."

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