Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

"Master? Someone is fighting."

Webber shivered and hugged his shoulders, lying on the ground because of the environment he was in.

At the top of the tall Weiyuanchuan Bridge, a steel bar barely one person wide was his footing, and the icy cold wind seemed to blow him away at any time. It was too insecure in such a place. .

"Even if you tell me this with a serious face, I can't think about it!"

When Weber heard the words, he shouted loudly. If he didn't shout like this, he doubted that his voice would be drowned in the wind.

"What? You are still struggling with this kind of thing. Standing at a high place and looking down is the privilege and spirit that a king should have. He obviously has the consciousness to face death.

Iskandar stood up and stood in the wind like a pine tree, staring at the scene over there with wide eyes.

After regaining his adult form, he instantly changed from a submissive boy to a king of his own way, but because the memories of getting along with him are still there, he still recognizes Weber very much.

And Webber, who has found his position as a military advisor, no longer has the arrogance of the master, and concentrates on being a supporter. Therefore, although compared with the young Alexander, the current Iskandar is different, but they get along as if Water goes well with oil.

"Having the consciousness of facing death and actively seeking death are two different things!"

Still, they disagree on the little things.

"What, don't you believe in my power? No matter if you fall, as long as you can stand even for a moment, it will be very helpful to your spirit. Even if you do fall, I will catch it well. yours."

Iskandar scratched his head and made a stab at his Master, "I made you come here specially because I wanted to show your spirit that is completely inconsistent with your height."

"Don't mention my height!"

Webber became angry and roared with a blushing face: "I thought that it is really not easy to be ambushed here. Not only can I look at the overall situation, but there are many routes for retreat."

"I really have no ambition," Iskandar sighed, grabbed the wine bottle next to him, opened the cork and poured it out.

"Wish you were as tasteful as the people who put wine here."

People who put wine here are not tasteful!

Thinking of this, the corners of Weber's mouth twitched a few times. When he was brought up by the rider, he realized that this place is no longer a land without owners. There is a heavy wine in a basket in the corner of the steel frame. bottle.

I don't know what the last guy who came here for a drink thought.

Webber is not going to continue to entangle with this off-line Servant, and he is serious.

"Okay, where is the attack, there are several servants..."

Webber's gaze stopped along with the inquiries in his mouth. He looked at the mushroom cloud that almost cut off the mountain in the middle, and his legs suddenly softened.

This kind of reaction has nothing to do with courage, it is simply engraved in the genes, the fear of irresistible death.

"Three," Iskander paused, and his expression became serious. "It should be Saber, and the guy who attacked us before. She seems to be crazy. It should be Berserker, and the lancer with golden glitter. From the perspective of ability, they are all first-class heroes."

Weber turned his head blankly, facing such an enemy, how did Iskandar manage to make such an understatement?

Even if he tried his best to release his Kamuy Wheel, it would be just a drop in the ocean for an attack of this level.

Weber wanted to summon the courage in his heart to stand up, but his eyes were already wet, and there was a taste of fear in his mouth.

Like he said before, he had the consciousness to face death, but it was to die like a warrior, not to be an ant that went unnoticed in the aftermath.

"Can we really win against such an enemy?"

As soon as the words fell, the scenery in front of Weber's eyes turned around. Rider's two huge and rough palms grabbed Weber's waist, like carrying a box, he easily lifted Weber and placed it on his shoulders.

"rider! Stupid, what are you doing! Let me go!"

Webber couldn't help screaming in such a feeling of being in the air and weightlessness, struggling weakly with his hands and feet.

Rider's shoulders were indeed thick, but when he looked down at the dark sea where he couldn't estimate the distance, ordinary people couldn't keep calm.

But the burly Iskandar didn't feel any guilt. Looking at the whimper of the Master, he laughed instead: "I'm happy for you!"

"Look, you already understand how small you and the legendary hero are. This is something to be happy about."

"Congratulations! In just two days of getting along, you have realized your insignificance, which is a sign of growth, because only when you realize your own shortcomings will you be more challenging ahead!"

"What are you saying that doesn't make any sense?"

Webb was still struggling, but his thin body was nothing compared to Iskandar's massive muscles.

Why is Iskandar still so happy after witnessing the power of destruction?

Just like Roland, the excellent talent has not been transformed into strength. He has only entered the magic way for a year, but he is excited to participate in the Holy Grail War. Where did their determination and will come from?

The two whom he admired made the same plan, which made Weber more and more curious. He didn't want to be a coward who always stood behind others. He also wanted to be able to be with them without inferiority complex and to be able to interact equally. 's friend.

Therefore, he waited for Iskandar's explanation with peace of mind.

"Have you seen that kind of attack, as if it were going to pierce through the heavens and the earth, this is the power that carries the glory and history of the heroes, isn't such an enemy the best challenge target?"

"When we conquer them with fear, expectation, and effort, not only will the road ahead be unobstructed, but what a joy we can reap!"

"It is precisely because I can't compare with them that I have the value of challenges. Compared with the world, the existence of individuals is also very small, but I also want to use this small body to be above the world."

The more he thought about it, the more he was moved, his eyes were full of ambition to conquer, and the surging fighting spirit kept pouring out of him.

With such a big mind, Weber was dumbfounded, even though it sounded like a fool's idea.

Compared with him, the troubles he once had were trivial like the gravel in the ground, and the courage to constantly face difficulties and never retreat deeply stimulated Weber.

Roland is like this, always so confident, with an expression that he is in control, and Iskander is the same.

He ~www.novelmt.com~ also wants to be like that.

Iskandar lifted Webb, his eyes gleaming with longing,

"How to say, Master, attack or wait for the next opportunity?"

Weber took a deep breath, "Although it feels like your words are nonsense, but who made me your Master, let's go, let me see the power of the Conqueror King."

"Hahahaha!" The unrestrained laughter resounded through the sky, Iskandar said with high spirits on the wheel of Shenwei: "Then, next, my conquest begins!"

Under the sprint of the thunder, the distance was fleeting, just when the rider stood at the height of the Tohsaka house and was about to speak to the heroes who were fighting below: "Warriors, put it down in front of this king..."

Saber suddenly disappeared on the spot, and the knights mixed with black and red and the awe-inspiring Golden Armor didn't even look at him, and rushed into the garden of the Tohsaka family at the same time!

Iskandar was blowing the wind alone, looking at the deserted battlefield, his rough face also showed a bit of embarrassment, and he didn't know whether to continue talking.