King's Landing

"Does this stage satisfy you? Hero King."

Standing on the observation deck of the Civic Hall, Yanfeng Qili looked at the flares that were gradually falling in the air, and the flames in his pupils were beating.

"Although it's a bit crude, this king is still looking forward to it."

The golden spots of light gathered, and a gorgeous figure exuding magical power appeared. She was a great hero in ancient mythology five thousand years ago. She is one of the oldest kings in the world. The heroic king Gilgamesh, she has a relationship with heaven and earth. The distinguished status of the same type.

"Yanfeng Qili, compared to your boring teacher, you really made this king a lot more pleasing."

"It is a great honor for Qili to be praised by the hero king."

"Thank you very much for the gift of this king. As long as you can come up with a dance drama that satisfies me, why not give you the Holy Grail?"

"Thank you for your generous gift from the King of Heroes. The repertoire I prepared will naturally satisfy you."

"Oh, did the teacher who solved your own problem make you so excited? Your expression is much more prestigious than usual."

The female tyrant showed a playful smile, and the scarlet demon pupil stared at Yanfeng Qili beside her.

"Then what are you going to do next? The container of the Holy Grail is in the silver-haired doll next to the kid? The initiative is in the hands of the other party. Let this king see how you say Feng Qili will fight against the guest and fight the Holy Grail. The situation was reversed."

"If you want to turn the situation around, your power is indispensable as the hero king. According to the repertoire of the stage, I wonder if you can be invited to face the boy in Einzbern?"

The breathtakingly beautiful smile spread, and the golden pupils in the blood pupils condensed into two bundles of sharp swords.

"No problem, this is what this king is most interested in. But if this king is not here, what if you are attacked? You should know that this king needs to rely on staying in this world. If you die, it will do my best Play will have an impact."

"In order to make you enjoy yourself, I won't let this happen. Even if someone does sneak attack, then please allow me to borrow the power of Lingshu and summon you back."

"That's right. But I won't guarantee the safety of the Holy Grail, and I won't be merciful tonight."

"This is indeed the worst result, but it is also a kind of destiny. If I lose the Holy Grail because of this, I will not regret it."

"is it?"

Withdrawing his sight, Gilgamesh looked at the starry night sky.

"It looks like you are pursuing yourself, or do you still have no idea?"

"No, I have a hunch, the answer will appear in front of me soon, but that time may also be when I was buried."

"It's really a troublesome guy, but because of this, this king gave you a chance. If one day you become a boring person like Tosaka Tokimi, then this king won't have the slightest pity. One thing you have to remember, Yanfeng Qili."

"This day will probably take a long time."

"Huh, this self-righteousness, don't disappear anytime soon."

The golden light spot disappeared, the repertoire of the female tyrant was about to begin, and Yanfeng Qili's eyes were sharper than ever.

"If anyone refuses to accept it, let him go - I can't pretend that I have not seen such a declaration of war by Iskandar."

Looking at the signal flare that fell in the air, the emperor twitched his eyebrows, and in the eyes of the tigers, a spirit of sharpness suddenly appeared, and a heroic fighting intent was released from his body. It was a domineering king that could not be provoked.

"It looks like the decisive victory or defeat is about to be decided tonight!"

"Really...Is this the final battle?"

The flimsy Weber stood beside the emperor and murmured, his face full of melancholy. The Holy Grail War of less than half a month seemed to live like a year. His knowledge has expanded too much and his mentality has matured unconsciously. , The cruelty of being a magician, the exciting battle, the perilous conspiracy, and the darkness and evil that have never been faced.

Although there are still many regrets and complaints, being able to participate in this Holy Grail War is Weber’s greatest fortune. In fact, he has been mentally prepared for a long time. Even if he is dead, he must face it upright and fight for himself. What a pity to die?But now, he found a lot of things and thought too naively. Perhaps in the eyes of others, he was just a little boy who had not grown up.

No matter what, he only knows to complain, not to be calm at all, not to mention the thoughtfulness and the overall situation. Now recalling, if it were not for the protection of the emperor, he might have been killed by those senior magicians.

How can a magic apprentice who can only play tricks with the heirs of the famous magic family?Nothing else, his mentor, Kenneth Archibald, a genius magician from the Clock Tower, was enough to frustrate him.And an executioner like Kirishu Eomiya, who has been killing in the dark for many years, can easily assassinate him.

Even the evil spirit and his Master who were crusaded together were not something he could contend with. If it was not the emperor but other heroic spirits, could he drive them correctly?Can he give the correct instructions?Can he guarantee that the hero will not betray?Do not!He can't do anything, he can live to the present, increase his knowledge, and sharpen himself. This is all the great emperor's credit.

"Hey! Kid! What are you still doing there! It's time to go!"

The chariot pulled by the sacred cow descended from the sky, and the emperor turned over and pulled the reins, waiting for Webber to go out together.

However, Weber stood there and shook his head.

"No, the next battle is between the strong. I will only become your burden, so..."

He slowly raised his right hand, and the blood-red curse gleamed with a faint light.

"My follower! Order it with the order, Rider, you must win the final victory! Order it again with the order, Rider, you must get the Holy Grail. Continue ordering it with the order, Rider! You have to conquer the world and don't allow failure!"

Three orders were issued firmly and decisively, and all the spells dissipated in the light. At this moment, Webber was no longer the Master.The emperor has also got the biggest increase, and now he can definitely play the strongest strength and compete with the heroes.

After giving the order, Webber lowered his arms and turned his back with his head down.

He tried his best to control his surging emotions.

"Okay, in this way, I'm no longer your Master, go! Go wherever you want, I'm already...Ah!?"

The sad mood was suddenly dissipated, and he felt his body lighten, and he was lifted up all at once.

"Sa! It's time for us to go! Frame!"

Zi Zi Zi!

There was lightning and thunder, and the Shenwei chariot took off suddenly, and Webber, who was caught in the car, reacted. He tightly grasped the Emperor's cloak.

"Stupid, idiot, idiot! What are you doing! Let me go! Didn't I say! I am not your Master anymore! And I am so weak! No use at all! It won't help you at all, but will become your burden You let me go down!"

"What are you talking about, boy. Even if you are not my Master, you are still a close friend of whom Iskandall agrees. Have you forgotten what I said before? Although you are immature, you are already qualified to be with me Let's race on the battlefield together and fight the world!"

The heroic laughter resounded throughout the sky, and at the same time penetrated into Webber's heart, making him deeply shocked.For some reason, the tears that were holding back could no longer be controlled from bursting out of the embankment, he clung to the corner of the cloak, facing the hunting night wind.

"I... can someone like me really do it? Stay by your side... fight with you... I..."

"Haha! What have you said so far? We have been with me so many times, so let us walk through the final battlefield together! Then we will conquer the world together! My conquer king Iskander will always be your friend , Weber!"

"me---"

Webber's nose was sour and his face flushed red, he mustered up his courage and shouted loudly.

"Me too! I, Weber Wilwitt, are willing to accompany you to any battlefield! Let me witness the hegemony of Conquer King with my own eyes!"

The sacred cow uttered a majestic neigh, thunder and lightning flashed, and the Conquer King and his best friends rushed to the final battlefield!