Roaming Collector

"It's you, so it's you, but it's you...my student, Weber Velvet."

Hearing this voice, the rider's master revealed a terrified look.

"I'm still wondering what happened to you and stole my holy relic. I didn't expect you to plan to participate in the Holy Grail War by yourself."

The man's tone was full of arrogance and disdain, but his manner of hiding his head and tail combined with his unique voice with a strong nasal voice gave people a clown-like feeling.

It's just that the man who is the spearman master doesn't seem to be aware of this.

"This time, I will let you accept my special extra-curricular guidance, my dear student." The voice reveals a joke and pure killing intent: "Let me teach you what is killing among magicians. "

"It's an honor to taste the horror and pain, this is a special gift I bestow on you."

The conversation stopped here, because the timid Weber had already covered his ears and curled up into a ball.

Weber Velvet, this cowardly and sissy magician, participated in this death game called the Holy Grail War, in fact, it was just to prove himself, to let others look at the Velvet family, which does not have a strong background in magic.

Weber, he doesn't actually have any wish to make a wish to the Holy Grail. Winning this war, winning the respect of others, and at the same time convincing that hateful mentor is his real goal.

However, when he heard the mentor's voice, he still couldn't restrain the fear from the bottom of his heart.

Kenneth Elmeloy, even in the clock tower at the headquarters of the Society of Magicians, still enjoys the reputation of a genius.Kenneth, who became the mentor of the clock tower at a young age, is recognized by magicians for his strong magic skills.

Being hated by such a person was really a big deal that couldn't be taken lightly for a young magician apprentice like him.

"Crack..." Rider's big hand lightly patted Weber's head, he smiled encouragingly at his master, then raised his head, and shouted loudly to Kenneth who was hiding somewhere: "Hey! Magician Ah, if I heard correctly, you originally wanted to replace this kid as my master? Wouldn’t it make people laugh out loud?! The person who has the right to be my master must be Only a brave man who gallops with me on the battlefield will do! If a clown who hides his head and tail wants to be my master, it will be too difficult for you! Hahahahahaha!"

After laughing, the rider suddenly looked around and shouted loudly: "Hey! Is there anyone else here? Guys who are watching in the dark!"

Hearing this, Ah Zhen scratched his head, threw away the melon seeds he was holding in his hand, shrugged his shoulders and muttered: "I have been sitting here watching the theater upright, and I can only blame you for learning art if I can't see me." Not good."

Ah Zhen's murmurs naturally wouldn't reach the rider's ears, he just raised his thumbs up at Saber and Lancer: "Saber and Lancer, the upright duel between you and the others is really exciting! The battle of swords and guns The crisp sound, clearing Wugou's fighting spirit... I'm definitely not the only heroic spirit attracted by you like this?"

As he spoke, he raised his hands high and clenched his fists tightly: "Heroic spirits who have responded to the call of the Holy Grail and arrived in this world, all appear here! Cowards who still dare not show their faces at this time will never escape the insult of my conqueror Alexander!" Cough cough...cough cough cough..."

The high-spirited declaration ended abruptly with a violent cough, slapped his chest twice, and let out a long breath, the face of the King of Conquerors returned to normal.

"Did something fall into my mouth just now?" Muttering in a low voice, King Conqueror frowned slightly, feeling more guarded.

At the same time, the spatial fluctuations around Ah Zhen also calmed down, he shook his head, and sighed: "Hey, I wasted a good grain of 'Jingcao'."

Even though the ending of the rider's declaration was very inexplicable, there was still a shining golden figure who responded to this provocation.

The thick armor made of pure gold, the short golden hair standing upside down, materialized in a proud posture, and standing firmly on the top of the street lamp is the Berserker who was out of specification in this Holy Grail War.

At the same time as Berserker appeared, Tohsaka Tokiomi, who was in the Tohsaka mansion and learned about the situation through the assassin, rubbed his temples with a headache.

"Now, the matter is serious! I hope no one will offend the King of Heroes..." Looking at the Command Seal on the back of his hand, Tokiomi smiled bitterly.

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"Two disrespectful people who didn't take me seriously and dared to call themselves kings suddenly appeared overnight!" As soon as he appeared on the stage, Berserker said something defiant.

"You're looking for faults." Rider stroked his beard: "I, Iskandar, is the King of Conquerors known through the ages as 'Alexander the Great'."

"Stupid!" The golden berserker looked down at the rider: "I am the only hero in the world who is truly qualified to be king! The rest are just low-class bastards!"

"Crack..." Ah Zhen accidentally crushed a mile of sunflower seeds in his hand.

Although he has lost his integrity, it doesn't mean that he can ignore other people's unreasonable insults.This golden guy has a wide range of shots on the map, and Ah Zhen, who is sitting in the "VIP position" watching a movie, will naturally be affected a lot.

"Oh?!" The King of Conquerors frowned: "There is only one king in history who is qualified to say such words. But you, a shining golden guy, don't seem to match that image."

"Irreverent!" The King Conqueror's words seemed to anger the golden berserker: "Don't compare me with a bastard!"

Ah Zhen jumped out of a well on his forehead...

It would be nothing if it was affected by the map cannon, but it was obviously aimed at him, and he couldn't continue to do nothing no matter what.

Grabbing a handful of melon seeds, Ah Zhen's arm disappeared into the ripples of space.At the same time, about a foot above the golden follower's head, an arm appeared out of thin air, and unhurriedly sprinkled a handful of melon seeds.

Since the blonde follower's hair stands upright, such a hairstyle is an excellent carrier, allowing the hand that spreads the melon seeds unhurriedly to spread the melon seeds evenly—full A handful of melon seed husks hung on that golden hair like decorations on a Christmas tree, not a single piece fell off.

Crowd: "..."

"..." The golden follower who was silent for a few seconds finally reacted—his teeth made an unpleasant rubbing sound.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" roaring, the magic power turned into a pale golden storm, blowing away the "decorations" on the blond hair. Ripples in space, precious treasures that are priceless to Heroic Spirits, seem to be free of money at this moment, protruding from the center of the ripples one after another.

"You bastard hiding in the dark! Even if you die, you will not be able to appease this king's anger!"

"Then you will ignite slowly." On a container closest to the battle site, a man's voice interrupted abruptly: "Also, that person over there who is under a lot of pressure, please don't break out with me and this golden bump." I really can't afford to be hurt..."

"Huh?" Looking in the direction of the voice, everyone saw treasures as dense as a rainstorm shining with magical brilliance in different colors, and they all flocked to the figure sitting on the container and eating melon seeds leisurely.