Chapter 46: The Red Lion King is about to arrive at the battlefield

"Wasn't your original plan to wait for them to fight and then reap the benefits?"

Weber asked in confusion.

Iskandar did not deny it, but said:

"I did expect that other servants would respond to Lancer's challenge and show up. Of course, it would be faster to deal with them all together rather than looking for them one by one."

The Master is as timid as a baby mouse, and the Servant is as brave as a lion!

"Let's... clean it up together...?"

I don't know when it started, but it seemed like since he summoned the Servant, Waver began to speak in a halting manner.

This really can't be blamed on him. How can a princess who hasn't grown up yet understand her king?

"That's right." Iskandar first expressed affirmation.

"The opportunity to fight with heroes from different eras is rare, and there are six of them at once. Of course, we can't miss any of them, right?"

"Take Saber and Lancer in front of us, for example. They are both heroes that make our blood boil. It would be a pity if they died."

Although the king is heroic, not everyone can understand his ideas.

"If you don't let them die, what are you going to do?"

Kneeling on the bridge more than ten meters high, Weber stretched his hands to his chest, full of confusion.

This is a life-and-death Holy Grail War between seven pairs of Masters and Servant, in the end only one Servant can survive!

What on earth are his servants thinking?
"The Holy Grail War is all about killing each other!"

Waver, who is a Master but has no status, is making his last struggle.

His Servant, Iskandar's methods are also very simple.

Iskandar walked up to Weber, squatted down, looked his master straight in the eyes, and slapped him without hesitation.

"To conquer without destroying, to dominate without humiliating, this is the true conquest."

The man who was dubbed the 'King of Conquerors' by the world, on the bridge of Fuyuki, on a stage with only one audience, explained his understanding of conquest.

Waver, who was still a student and had no bond with Iskandar, listened.

But in my heart, I am not quite clear.

However, Iskandar didn't care. He drew the sword from his waist, snorted and laughed, and the sword swept across the night sky, leaving a light blue light.

Dark clouds, extremely thick dark clouds, seemed to swallow up the sky.

Thunder, ear-piercing thunder was rumbling, as if there was a thunder beast roaring.

The most famous scene in the legend of Alexander the Great, the chariot that appeared in the "Gordium" knot, was originally a sacrifice to Zeus, but was cut off by Alexander using the "Sword of Septuagint" and finally turned into his own vehicle.

This time, Iskandar, who appeared as a rider, summoned it from the sky.

Lightning flashes and the bull roars.

Two masked divine bulls with muscular bodies, heads on their feet, appeared in front of Weber, pulling a chariot.

The huge change made Weber panic.

He held on to the bridge tightly with both hands, and his body shook uncontrollably like a rat hiding in a cave during an earthquake.

"Enough of watching the fight, let's go over there too, kid."

to the opposite,

His servant stood on the bridge, with the undercurrent of the river in front of him and the evening breeze blowing his clothes.

Just stand there, doing nothing, and a heroic spirit will emerge from within.

"Idiot, idiot, idiot...you are just doing things recklessly!"

Weber, who was clinging to the bridge, was still shaking and complaining.

Iskandar didn't care, and even had a smile on his face. He turned his head, gave up the boundless vision, and focused his attention on the timid and still trembling Master.

"If you don't like it, how about staying here and watching the game?"

The seemingly reckless king actually showed unexpected tolerance.

Although he was terrified, after hearing Iskandar's words, Waver felt a power he couldn't understand. That power made him rise to the challenge, unwilling to be just a spectator, and wanted to face the enemy together with his Servant.

"I'll go, take me with you, idiot!"

The voice was still trembling, but the determination moved the King of Conquerors.

"Good. This is how I should be as my Master. Hahahaha~"

The deep laughter echoed for a long time.

Speaking of his Master who was like a chick to him, Iskandar drove his chariot to the battlefield!

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The tense situation on the battlefield is no longer there.

Victory will soon belong to Lancer.

'Oops, the tendon is severed and I can't move my thumb.'

The swordsman Saber had one of his hands crippled by the spearman Lancer. This injury was too fatal.

Especially in the Holy Grail War where the fighting continues.

For the Lancer who gained the advantage, it was not as easy as one might imagine.

The martial arts technique that was thought to be a sure-kill shot only crippled one of Saber's hands.

This result was difficult for both Saber and Lancer to accept.

“It’s really not an easy win.”

"I admire your perseverance."

Lancer didn't know this was the nth time he had lamented how difficult Saber was and praised her bravery.

He is really satisfied with his opponent this time.

Matou House.

After having a full meal, Kenshin Matou slumped in a chair, drinking fine wine.

Looking at the Lancer on the tablet, I am also very satisfied.

Although Saber is beautiful, Emiya Kiritsugu is not easy to get along with.

Lancer is different. He is Kenshin Matou, who knows his fate in this Holy Grail War and also understands what will happen to Director Ken in the future.

There is an 80% chance that I can get Lancer.

After swallowing the wine in his mouth, Jianchen Matou actually didn't care much about the following battle.

After many simulations, he finally found a solution to win the war.

The only thing he had to consider now was how to convince Uncle Liu to help him complete his plan.

When Jianchen Matou was thinking,
A proud, arrogant, and even stupid voice sounded from the tablet.

"What are you talking about, idiot! You didn't even kill her."

It was like the tone a master would use to talk to the lowest of servants, and Lancer, the hero from mythology, didn't care about this humiliating behavior at all.

He just smiled and responded, "I am terrified, my lord."

This is simply the perfect Servant.

Watching the battle of Matou Kenshin through the tablet, my saliva is almost dried up.

"Irisviel, please use Heal on me."

While Lancer was communicating with the Master, Saber did not just stand there, but asked the Master for help in recovering from her injuries.

But what she didn't expect was.

Irisviel was panicking. She whispered:

"I used it. I clearly used it... How could this happen... The healing should have taken effect, Saber, you should have recovered by now."

Because of panic, Irisviel's voice gradually became louder, from low to high.

This caught the attention of Lancer, who was always paying attention to the battlefield situation without being distracted for a moment.

(End of this chapter)