"Really... So it is..."
Suddenly, a sound that was low enough to cling to the ground suddenly resounded in everyone's ears.
"So why did you steal my relics?"
"On second thought, it may be the reason why you want to participate in the Holy Grail War, Mr. Weber Willett..."
When Weber heard someone calling his name viciously, he knew that he was the object of their hatred.
Not only that, Weber even guessed who the owner of the voice was.
"That..."
you 're right!
How could Weber not guess who the owner of the voice was?
If you are a high-ranking clock tower lecturer, even if Iskandar's coat is stolen, other holy relics of spirits can also be prepared.
So, in this land of winter trees.
Even if that man stood here as Weber's enemy this time, it's not an incredible thing
"It's a pity that I wanted you, a lovely student, to live safely in the college."
"Weber, an ordinary person with no talent like you should have a stable life that only belongs to ordinary people."
"It's a pity that you chose to join the war of magicians without knowing what to do..."
......
It was none other than Weber's lecturer, Kenneth Elmeloy Archibald, who made this sound!
Hearing this, Webber wanted to use beautiful irony to repay Kenneth.
However, when he really felt the real killing, he was still too scared to speak.
"Since you have participated in the war, let me be your teacher and give you some extracurricular guidance."
Kenneth's eyes are very sharp.
After seeing the frozen fear on Weber's face, he said as if playing with Weber in a spooky and cold banter.
"I will teach you unreservedly the true meaning of fighting among magicians, the terror and pain of killing losers."
"You should also feel very honored, Mr. Weber Willett..."
Although Kenneth's words sound very useful.
But for Weber at this time, it was like the cry of a devil in hell.
Just when Weber felt a little overwhelmed, a soft and powerful hand suddenly put its arm around Weber's young shoulder, which was trembling with fear.
"Eh?"
Weber was frightened by the feeling of coarseness and gentleness.
To this, the owner, who has a big but gentle hand, said carelessly.
"Hey, that magician over there!"
"From my observation, it seems that you want to replace my little master and become the master calling me, right?"
Iskandar questioned the master of Dilumdor who did not know where he was hiding.
"If so, it would be ridiculous!"
His face was covered with a malicious, compassionate smile, which made his face slightly crooked.
"The man who can become my master should be a warrior who dares to ride the battlefield with me, rather than a coward who dare not even show his face. So even if you have my holy relics, such an incongruous nature, I can't answer your call!"
The silence continues
Only the master's anger, which had not appeared, spread in the night air.
Just then, Iskandar suddenly burst out laughing again.
This time, his target is the empty night sky.
"Come out, everybody, there should be others!"
Iskandar tried his best to laugh, and at the same time, he raised his hands and shouted: "The guy who is hiding in the dark and looking at us secretly is not coming out yet!?"
On hearing this, Altolia and Dilumdor could not help showing some surprised expressions.
You know, from the very beginning, Altolia and Dilumdor did not even notice that someone was watching them in the dark.
As a result, the words of Iskandar suddenly appeared.
This made Altolia and Dilumdor look at him curiously.
"Why do you think someone else is here, Rider?"
Facing Altolia who asked himself, Iskandar smiled and gave a thumbs up.
"Saber and Lancer, you just fought. It's really amazing."
"The sword halberd made such a violent collision sound. I'm afraid I'm not the only one who came out. Just on the way, I saw a team..."
Hearing what Iskandar said, Weigong Qiesi, who was hiding in the darkness and observed the battlefield with the scope of a sniper gun, also looked around him nervously.
You know, it is enough to frighten ordinary magicians just because Altolia and Dilumdor haven't fought with all their strength.
At the thought, in addition to Altolia and Dilumdor, there are many heroes hiding near the abandoned warehouse.
The cold sweat on his forehead could not help slipping down his cheeks.
"This is the Grail War..."
Weigong Qiesi, lying on the container for a long time, realized the feeling of fear.
"The strength of these heroes is really terrible..."
At a time when the atmosphere of the presence seemed particularly tense.
Iskandar shouted out again as if he wanted to convey the deafening sound to every corner around him.
"Poor, poor indeed!"
"Heroes gathered in Dongmu City are seeing the spirit of Saber and Lancer here!"
"Don't you have any feelings?"
"Although he has a real name that is worth boasting about, he only hides to peep."
"Such a cowardly act must have humiliated even the heroes when they heard about it, right?"
"Hmm!?"
After laughing loudly, Iskandar gently tilted his head and drew a bold smile around his mouth.
"Heroes of different ages summoned by the Holy Grail, gather here now!"
Finally, he looked around with provocative eyes and laughed loudly.
"You coward who is afraid of appearing, just be ready to be conquered by me, Iskandar, and insult your consciousness!"
......
"Hoo..."
At the same time, Sun Yuan, who was observing in the dark, also exhaled and looked aside at Mordred, who was ready to attack Iskandar violently, and said, "Come on, Xiao Mo, it's time for us to come..."
"I should have gone out long ago!"
The next second, Mordred decisively threw the newly bought red coat he was wearing to Sun Yuan, and showed his own tauren armor.
"Master, please help me take this coat I just bought. It can't be broken. You can give it back to me after this battle."
Sun Yuan, who was standing on the flag, was speechless.
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