"How is it possible, who am I?! In the face of the enemy, no matter how powerful the heroic warrior is, I, the Conquering King Iskandar, will never take a step back!

Always move forward!”

With great ambitions and bold words, the conquering king Iskandar showed off his muscles and a black iron sword...

but……

"Idiot! Rider, you idiot!~ If you summon that Noble Phantasm here, the whole house will disappear!"

Jumping up and hanging himself on Iskandar's thick arms, Weber wanted to stop Iskandar... but he was lifted up by Iskandar.

Iskandar lifted Weber up, spun him around in the air, and placed him gently on the chair.

"Well, okay, boy, don't be so nervous, I also know the appropriateness." Iskandar put away his sword and said.

However, Weber, who was sitting obediently on the chair, has now calmed down.

He realized that as a magician whose virtue was calmness, he had just been infected by Iskandar's passion, and said such passionate words in a moment of excitement... It was really shameful.

Danger, danger, Weber reminded himself in his mind not to be infected by Iskandar's "idiot aura".

"Hey, boy, come to think of it...you are not sorry because of Caster's death, nor are you afraid of Saber's power, so why were you so distracted just now?"

Iskandar's voice called Weber out of his self-reflection.

"Are you still concerned about this matter..." Weber said helplessly.

"Of course, the master's troubles are my troubles. As a king, what can I do if I don't have the stomach to tolerate and listen to the troubles of my subjects?"

"My biggest worry right now is that my servants have been using violence against me. Can you help me solve it?"

"Ah... there's nothing we can do about it, forgive me for being powerless." Iskandar said with a grimace, his face wrinkled.

"Hey, hey, where did your belly just go?!" Weber said.

"I only said that I wanted to listen, but I didn't say that I could solve it?"

Iskandar looked matter-of-fact.

"It's too much! It's too much! You tyrant!~" Weber accused a certain king of fraud.

"Whatever you say, the king is still the king! Hahaha..."

Iskandar still laughed, and Weber still sighed helplessly.

"Alas...rider, there is one thing I must confess to you, otherwise I always feel like there is a knot in my heart that I can't convince myself of."

"Well, I am all ears."

Iskandar sat down cross-legged again, took out a peach wood plate with [Savory Soy Sauce Seaweed Senbei] from the side, took one out and stuffed it into his mouth.

In the past two days, the country's food culture has deeply attracted the conquering king Iskandar. Whether it is beef rice, snacks, tea and beer, they have all conquered Iskandar's taste buds.

He even silently made up his mind in his heart that if one day in the future he could start to conquer the world by himself, he must start from the country of Neon and take this country as his logistics support organization...

However, Weber, who didn't know what Iskandar was thinking, saw Iskandar taking out snacks and looking like he wanted to hear his story. He twitched at the corner of his eyes and refrained from complaining.

Start preaching:

"Rider, actually the fragment of the red cloak I used to summon you... was stolen by me."

"Well, well, that's it. Did your kid sneak into a museum somewhere at night while the moon was high and dark?"

Iskandar, who has some understanding of modern society, complained.

"No! It's from my teacher!" Weber corrected:

"The person who wanted to use your cloak fragments to summon you was originally my teacher. But I deceived the person who was transporting items for my teacher, intercepted your holy relics on the way, and fled to this city... Hello

!rider, are you listening?”

"Yeah, yeah, listen, listen." Iskandar then asked: "Boy, where is your teacher now?"

"Dead..." Weber said calmly: "My teacher, Kenneth Elmello Archibald, was also the master of the lancer in this Holy Grail War. He just died in the battle last night."

"I see... no wonder." Iskandar felt that things suddenly became much clearer and continued:

"What about that, kid? Please forgive me and accept the change. Death on the battlefield is the consciousness that everyone who goes to the battlefield should have..."

"That's not true." Weber shook his head and continued: "Let's talk about it first, the relationship between me and my teacher is not good at all. He just reduced my paper to worthless some time ago, otherwise I wouldn't

I’m going to steal his holy relics and join him in the same magician’s fighting war.”

"Then why are you wavering?" Iskandar asked calmly.

"I want to prove myself... The reason why I participated in the Holy Grail War is to win the same war as Kenneth. I want to slap victory on that man's face to make him agree that my theory is correct."

Weber once again explained to Iskandar his reasons for participating in the Holy Grail War:

"However, the man who caused me to participate in the Holy Grail War died very easily on the second day of the war..."

Originally, he wanted to prove himself to that person and slap him in the face, but the face that was supposed to be slapped by him disappeared... Weber felt very depressed now.

Very disappointed

"Besides, lancer...that spearman is very weak compared to King Arthur, right?"

"Yes, the Lancer's Noble Phantasm is probably a specialized anti-personnel type, but King Arthur's sword is definitely at least a city-defense Noble Phantasm, so there is no comparison."

"And Rider, you are much stronger than the Lancer, right?"

"Of course, I am very powerful!~"

[Iskandar shows off his muscles.jpeg]

However, Weber now had no intention of admiring the dazzling tendons and said calmly:

"Rider, I just couldn't help but think about something. If I hadn't stolen the holy relic, and if Teacher Kenneth summoned you, would it be possible to have Teacher Kenneth's magic power dozens of times higher than mine...

"

"Hey! Boy~"

Iskandar interrupted the passive Weber with a smile on his face, slapped him on the shoulder and said:

"Yu, Conqueror King Iskandar.

I like you very much and am very satisfied with you being my master, so I don't allow you to look down on yourself.

Yu’s master is not that Kenneth who died early with his servants, but you

Weber Velvet!
Chapter completed!