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"What made you dare to steal my carefully prepared holy relic? Could it be that you want to prove yourself through the Holy Grail War? Mr. Weber Velvet."

Kenneth's voice came out and echoed over the street under the blessing of magic. If there were not too many followers gathered at the scene, he would have let Lancer kill his ineffective disciple neatly.

Although it sounds a bit distorted, Weber definitely heard it right. Stealing the holy relic prepared by Kenneth would at most cause some trouble. Finding a new holy relic with El-Melloi's strength is not a problem.

But when he heard this greasy and sharp voice, he subconsciously wanted to hide. Rider stretched out his big palm and patted him heavily on the shoulder.

Perhaps it was because of the pain that his body was almost falling apart, or the temperature from the rider's palm, Wei Bo's frightened heart inexplicably calmed down, he raised his head, at least he could pose with his head held high, although he was still terrified to death .

"What a pity. I wanted to make my lovely student happy. Weber, a mortal like you should have a stable life that only belongs to mortals."

Hearing Kenneth's harsh words, Weber was dizzy, his stomach was overwhelmed, and he started to convulse and ache, as if a pair of invisible big hands were squeezing hard. He couldn't help but bend down, and scenes from the past emerged. in his head.

The memory will always be Kenneth's mean and slender face, those blue eyes mixed with insult and pity, his smooth and sharp voice, and the feeling of looking down from above. He once again experienced that disgusting feeling. Feel.

He wanted to pay back his lecturer with beautiful sarcasm.I used his holy relic to make Iskandar my summoned servant. Compared with the humiliation I suffered in the clock tower, I managed to get back a city.

This is not a clock tower!My relationship with him is not that of a student and a lecturer!Now it's the Holy Grail War, where I only rely on my own strength, I can hate him desperately, even take his life!

Wei Bo shouted loudly in his heart, perhaps because of the ignited anger in his heart, the discomfort in his body unexpectedly eased a lot. He stood up straight and stared at the empty space in front of him.

Presumably Kenneth must be using some kind of magic to look this way. Although he can't find out his hiding place, he can at least let him see his posture of resistance.

Through the eyes of the familiar, Kenneth saw the shameless and arrogant appearance of Weber, his handsome face became more and more distorted, and finally he laughed out loud, but the laughter was matched with the distorted The face looks somewhat strange.

"Hehe—Mr. Weber looks very confident, so I have nothing to do. It's time to give you some extra-curricular tutoring. I will unreservedly express the horror and pain of killing each other in the real sense. If I leave it to you, you should feel very honored——!"

The vicious chuckle turned Night Breeze into a bone-chilling chill. This time Kenneth became serious and regarded Weber as a hostile magician. The murderous intent in his voice pierced Weber's chest.

The courage that was finally condensed disappeared, the burning anger was extinguished, and the body seemed to be frozen.Weber looked down at his hand, it was trembling constantly, even if he tried hard to control it, it was useless.

During the years of living in the clock tower, during that dark and humiliating time, whether sleeping or waking, I hated Kenneth, and even wanted to kill him a few times.

But when he really chose to be an enemy of Kenneth, facing that kind of killing intent, his brain was about to lose his thinking.Although I have heard of the bloody and brutal fights between magicians, I think it is exaggerated and dismiss it. I always think that if I were replaced by myself, I would definitely do better.It wasn't until now that Weber realized that the big words he had said were extremely ridiculous.

The rider stretched out his strong and powerful arms to wrap his arms around the boy's shoulders trembling with fear, but due to the angle, no matter how you looked at it, Weber looked like he was carrying a hill of granite.

Because of the fright, he couldn't help shrinking back, and secretly glanced at his follower. After seeing the encouraging eyes, he was relieved in his heart.

"Hey, magician over there, you seem to want to replace my little master and become my master."

He let out a loud laugh, and asked loudly to the hidden Kenneth, but as if he saw something ridiculous, Rider's face was full of sarcasm and pity.

"If that's the case, it's really ridiculous. The man who becomes my master should be a warrior who rides with me on the battlefield, not a coward like you who hides in a corner like a mouse and doesn't even dare to show his face!"

Rider glanced around, laughing louder and louder, but this time he was facing the empty night sky, laughing with all his might.

"Come out, those guys who are peeping in the dark, what a pity, they all have real names worth boasting about, but in the end they can only peep like a mouse, really discrediting the word hero!"

I have to say that this aggressive method is really naive, and any mature magician would not be fooled. However, the way of thinking of ancient heroes is far from that of modern magicians, and there is almost an insurmountable gap between them. .

Sure enough, not long after, a golden light descended here. On the top of the street lamp ten meters above the ground, a figure in golden heavy armor stood on it, arms folded, overlooking the crowd below.

"It's true, there are enough guys who don't take me seriously."

He pouted, his red eyes filled with strong disdain, and finally his eyes fell on Arash and Kirshtalia.

"There is actually another archer. It's a disgusting fake imitation. I'm enough for the heroic spirit of the archer class to exist. Go to hell with me, bastard!"

Gilgamesh's eyes were full of haughty anger, golden ripples behind him spread, and dozens of weapons appeared in the air.There are countless types of swords, spears, etc., but they do not repeat each other, and any of them is a treasure with gorgeous decorations, and the spearhead of each one is Arash and Kirshtalia standing on the ground. .

Arash couldn't help but clenched the big crimson bow in his hand. The servants in front of him gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. The last time he felt this way was when he was fighting with that foreign emperor.

Kirshtaria also expanded his magic defense to the strongest level, and even though he was facing Servants, he didn't have the habit of sitting still.

The group of Noble Phantasms that shot out swayed with dazzling golden tail flames, leaving eye-catching traces on the deep night. From a distance, it looked like a golden meteor shower, but before they fell, it was strange. disappeared into the deep darkness.

"Ah, bullying my lovely disciple or something, I, as a teacher, don't turn a blind eye."

There was a chuckle, and the sky was filled with starlight, gathering into a hazy human shape and falling beside Kirshtalia.