Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

The air whistled past his ears, and under the flash of burning eyes, a powerful kick hit Yuyu Ryunosuke's face, and then buried it deeply, the violent power was not ordinary at all. As far as the body can bear, with the contact point as the center, Yusheng Ryunosuke's wound once again exploded with a blood mist that spreads around.

The gust of wind blew Webber's hair into a mess, and along with the whine of broken bones, Yusheng Ryunosuke's figure flew out, centered on the original abdominal wound, and twisted into the wall, as if a blooming flowers.

This crappy artist finally completed a pretty good work at the cost of his own death.

In Yusheng Ryunosuke's fish-eye-like pupils, he saw this scene through the reflection in Weber's eyes, and then closed his eyes contentedly.

The gods really looked after him, full of passion and love, the masterpiece born from my body, really, so cool...

But what this scene left for Weber was only the endless impact, Yusheng Ryunosuke's hideous face, blood-stained figure, and twisted and crazy way of dying made this young man who had not been exposed to much dark side. Covered his mouth.

"Teacher, you can spit it out. This is not cowardice, but a proof of growth. Death is everyone's best teacher."

Alexander, who personally created all this, had a general reaction. He just glanced at the surrounding environment and didn't pay attention to the death of Yusheng Ryunosuke.

Only at this time did Weber realize that Alexander was a young male lion, not a child who needed his step-by-step guidance.

......It seems that I will change my attitude towards him in the future.

Weber wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up forcibly.

"Is this guy dead?"

"I don't know, but judging from the touch from the kick just now, this guy should be an ordinary person, and he must be dead."

Alexander's answer was still very straightforward. Although he looked young, he was a genuine Servant. With a single blow, it was impossible for a normal person to survive.

After all, if a person is killed, he will die, which is the truth.

"Compared to this," Alexander stepped forward and took the initiative to block Weber from his unkind back, "Master, be prepared to meet the enemy, your strategy is indeed excellent, but it seems that some of the enemies also have feelings for you. People who think the same way."

"what?"

Webber's face flushed with excitement was filled with nervousness. As a thorough theoretical faction, he had never experienced a single magic battle, so he could only be in a hurry to prepare a talisman that could be activated at any time.

From the dark shadow, there was only a figure walking slowly. Before the whole picture was revealed, the greetings of the visitor had already arrived.

"I'm sorry, because I wanted to see the ending of this guy, so I let it go for a while. It seems that I caused trouble for you? To apologize, let me handle the aftermath."

This voice is full of magnetism, with a feeling of laziness and warmth, it is easy to make people feel good.

The unique feeling of self-confidence and conceit that doesn't care about everything is even more difficult to imitate. Just hearing this voice, in Weber's mind, the appearance of the young man jumped out by himself.

"Roland?"

Webber's voice was a little hoarse, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at the young man walking out of the shadows.

Hearing Weber's call, Alexander, who had been taught frequently by Roland's example, also showed a curious look on his face, staring at Roland.

"Oh, Mr. Weber, long time no see, so it's you, no wonder this Servant has a very unique aura."

Roland said hello casually, and then focused his eyes on Ryunosuke's death, showing a strange expression that was both regretful and contemptuous.

"It's a pity, it's another failed product that withered in the middle, but as an appetizer, it's still reluctant."

"Long time no see... No, what are you doing!"

Facing Roland's familiar greeting, Weber, who had not seen his friend for a long time, also raised his hand subconsciously, and then was pressed down by Alexander, who was speechless next to him.

"Although it's not the right thing to interrupt a friend's recollection, Master, that guy has a Command Spell in his hand."

After being reminded by Alexander, Weber, who realized that he had already risked his life to participate in the Holy Grail War, also reacted, "What are you doing! It's the Holy Grail War now, and you don't even bring your followers, you come out alone. Wandering around is a bit too careless."

"Well... don't say that, there's a reason for this situation now, because I didn't want to be chatting next to me during this one-person meal, so I asked her to go shopping by herself. I didn't expect someone to bring it during the day. Servants wandering around, should I say that I am lucky? Or am I unlucky?"

Roland also showed a distressed expression and complained to Weber in a magnetic voice.

"That's really an unreliable Servant, really... I didn't tell you, I've been preparing for so long, this kind of thing should be considered in advance..."

Although the two sides were enemies, the peaceful atmosphere and the joy of meeting old friends in a foreign land still made Weber worry about Roland like an old mother.

Alexander, who couldn't bear to watch it, could only hold his forehead and sigh helplessly, "Master, I don't want to disturb you, but I should make the next move, there has been a little movement before~www.novelmt.com~ If anyone We have established familiars in the city, and our traces may be exposed in advance.”

"That's right, Mr. Weber, this is a war, so if you're naive, you might be the first one out."

Roland also nodded, echoing Alexander's words.

"You who dare to run around alone have no right to call me naive!"

Weber fought back without hesitation, and rarely fell into hesitation.

In the end, his request for the Holy Grail War was just to prove himself, and he didn't want it. He also cherished friendship very much, knowing what Roland expected, and he didn't want to destroy Roland's wishes.

But the experience of the past six months has also made Weber grow a lot. Seeing the trust of Alexander waiting for orders next to him, he clenched his fists.

The things he was carrying were not as simple as they were half a year ago. He had not been with Alexander for a long time, but their personalities were very compatible. He was not willing to let down the trust of the legendary King of Conquerors in him.

More importantly, Roland's hopeful gaze gave Weber some insight.

Would someone as proud as Roland accept the victory that came?

Weber looked at Roland and thought that he was as similar as Alexander, as bright as a star, and as dazzling as a thunderbolt, and a desire arose in his heart.

He, too, wanted to stand by their side, not as a protected person, but as a companion.

Thinking of this, Weber was also filled with courage.

"I'm sorry, Roland," he ruthlessly threw the flame spell towards his former friend, "Rider, come on, just eliminate him here!"

"Hahaha!" The young king let out a happy laughter from his throat, "Yes, my Master!"