Magic world

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"Boom!"

Thunder crashed down, and a chariot pulled by two strong black oxen appeared in a cloud of smoke on the green river bank illuminated by the moonlight.

"Huh? Are you here early?" Iskandar blurted out the chariot with his thoughts, and stepped onto the ground carrying the young master Weber Wilvis, looking at the empty environment around him and saying in surprise.

After that, he put Weber aside and sat down on the grass.

"Hey, are you going to sit here and wait?" Weber said frantically.

"What else can we do if we don't do this?" Iskandar asked.

"Hide first! Hide yourself in the dark to observe the enemy, and then look for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy. This is the correct tactic." Weber said loudly.

"No need." Iskandar waved his hand boldly.

"Ahhhhhhh..." Weber shouted frantically.

"You will attract enemies like this, little master." Iskandar reminded kindly.

"Uh..." Webb's voice paused when he heard this, his face turned red and he coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

Then three or four minutes later, accompanied by a clear whistling sound, Saber's figure appeared in Iskandar's sight, wearing conceptual weapons and an angry look on his face.

"Hey, we meet again, Saber." Iskandar greeted him proactively, as if the conflict caused by the last discussion about the qualifications of the king did not exist at all.

"Rider." After hearing the greeting, Saber temporarily suppressed the anger in her heart. He looked at Rider with a complicated expression, "Are you here to compete for the Little Holy Grail too?"

"Of course. Although I still don't know what that thing is for, as long as I know it is the key to the real Holy Grail, I will get it at all costs." Iskandar said firmly.

"In that case, we are enemies." Saber said in a deep voice as she clenched the sword of victory and oath that was invisible under the protection of wind magic - Wind King Barrier.

"Ah, that's a pity." Iskandar smiled heartily.

That look really makes people hate him.

Then a minute or two later, with a slight sound of breaking through the air, Lancer appeared in the venue holding a medical freezer.

"Lancer." Seeing Lancer, Saber could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. Straight-eyed Zhishi shouted angrily at him.

Lancer frowned. He looked at Saber with some confusion.

"Tell me, where is Irisviel?" Saber asked coldly, taking an offensive stance.

"No comment." Lancer replied decisively.

Although he did know where Irisviel was, as Tohsaka Sakura's servant, he had no reason to tell his information to Saber, who was obviously an enemy. Even if he has a good impression of Saber, who is also a knight.

"Damn it!" Saber yelled angrily. But that’s it. If she really wanted her to kill the Lancer on the spot, she really couldn't do it. This is not a question of strength, but because even if the Lancer is killed, Irisviel's whereabouts still cannot be found. On the contrary, it may anger the other party and put Irisviel in danger, which is contrary to her wishes.

"You two, can you explain what's going on?" Iskandar asked with a frown.

In any case, Lancer is the key to the emergence of the Little Holy Grail this time, and he doesn't want to mess up this matter because of something.

"Hmph." Saber, unable to explain the fact that Irisviel was the Little Holy Grail, snorted coldly and did not answer.

"No comment." Lancer responded bitterly.

"Forget it." Seeing that the two of them were unwilling to talk, Iskandar shrugged and did not ask further questions. Then he asked, "Lancer, since you are here, the Little Holy Grail promised in the letter should also be nearby?"

As soon as he said this, Saber immediately cast his sharp eyes on Lancer.

"Is it in that box?" Iskandar said, staring at the blue freezer in Lancer's hand.

Saber's expression changed slightly when she heard this, and she stared at the box in Lancer's hand with an ugly expression.

"Yes, the Little Holy Grail is here." Lancer nodded and admitted.

At this time, murderous aura spurted out from Saber's body uncontrollably.

Iskandar glanced thoughtfully at Saber, who was obviously in a bad state, and said to Lancer again, "Would you mind opening it so I can take a look?"

"It's better to wait until everyone else arrives before opening." Lancer replied.

"That's fine," Iskandar agreed.

As long as he could see it, he could determine whether it was the real Little Holy Grail. It made no difference to him whether it was in the morning or in the evening. He is not a young boy, and he is not impatient.

Saber's expression hesitated for a moment, and she gave up her plan to watch immediately. She silently stepped aside and closed her eyes to calm down. At this time, she also discovered that there was something wrong with her current state, which would be very detrimental to the possible battle that would occur next.

In this way, in the silence of the three heroic spirits, time passed slowly for several minutes.

At this moment, Lancer, Saber, and Rider all looked at each other and turned to look at a location not far away.

The next moment, they saw a dark shadow squirming where the three people's eyes fell, and there appeared a black knight wearing a medieval European knight's armor with black smoke coming out of his body.

It is the heroic spirit——berserker.

But as soon as he appeared, he immediately fixed his scarlet eyes on Saber, who was not far away. His whole body was shaking violently, as if he was brewing something, and his behavior was very strange.

Seeing this, Saber frowned and became alert.

But in the next second, the black knight's whole body was shaken, and a powerful magical light burst out. Then a long sword with a black body and a red elven spell on the surface appeared in the black knight's hand under the billowing black smoke.

"That's..." Seeing the appearance of the sword, Saber's face was full of shock and disbelief.

"Who are you……"

What responded to her was the sword suddenly slashed down by the black knight.

Saber raised her sword and blocked it with a sad expression.

"block."

The powerful magic shock immediately spread from between the two people to the surroundings, like a howling wind, blowing away the surrounding green enemies and overwhelming them.

"Hey, don't make trouble." Iskandar stood up and shouted.

"No." Saber's voice stopped him, "Please don't take action. Please leave this person to me."

Iskandar frowned and looked at Saber, who was fighting with the Black Knight, and noticed the sadness and sorrow on her face, and said softly, "Okay, just as you said."

After that, just like before, he sat back on the ground.

"...You are so...Do you hate me so much, my friend...Even if you become like that...Do you hate me so much, Knight of the Lake!" Saber's eyes filled with tears, while talking to the Black Knight as usual. He asked his former best friend who was holding the sword while looking at the mad curse in front of him.

Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, is the first knight under King Arthur. His heroic reputation and strength are even higher than those of King Arthur, and he is one of the representatives of the perfect knight. However, because of his affair with Guinevere, he became the trigger in history that pushed the country founded by King Arthur into the abyss.

But what’s more interesting is that the legend of Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, is based on the chief knight of the Fiona Knights of Ireland - "The Glorious Appearance" Diarmuid Odina, who is now the Lancer. I wonder if there will be any chemical reaction between the two of them when they meet together.

At the same time, Saber's mind couldn't help but recall Guinevere and her long crying face...

"...ar...thur..." Suddenly, a harsh voice came from the black knight's mask, bringing Saber out of her memories.

Arthur, both Arthur.

Then the black knight raised his sword high and slashed it down at Saber, who was in a daze. Saber subconsciously raised her sword to block, and then heard a muffled "bang" sound, and Saber's body was thrown high.

"Bang." Saber fell heavily to the ground not far away.

Looking at Saber's performance, Iskandar couldn't help but frown.

"It's a nice scene, isn't it?" At this moment, a new voice came out from a golden light amid the surge of magic power.

"As expected, I can't get along with you, Hero King of Babylon." Iskandar sighed helplessly.

"Did you just know?" Jigmegarsh sneered, and then a light appeared behind him, and he took out a golden wine glass and wine bottle from the vortex that opened on it, filled the glass with wine, and watched with interest. Looking at Saber and Berserker who were fighting together, he leisurely tasted the wine in the cup.

After an unknown number of times like this, Saber, whose face no longer had the fighting spirit, mustered up all her strength and shouted.

"stop!!"

"...Stop it...please..." Then he suddenly fell to his knees and cried.

At this time, the once undefeated heroic spirit had given up resistance and faced its own death. However, at this moment, berserker's attack suddenly stopped.

"Huh?" A look of surprise appeared on Iskandar's face.

"Tsk, a bastard is a bastard." Gilgamesh said with a look full of dissatisfaction. (To be continued...)