Comprehensive Manga: Starting from the Nuclear Explosion Sword Fairy

　　Therefore, the question now is not "can it be stopped", but "can it be solved with one blow".

　　And the number of Assassins surrounding them is despairingly large.

　　From Assassin's perspective, they also have a last resort.

　　Even if it is a group fight, it is a group with a limited number of people.

　　The technique of exchanging most of the sacrifices for a small number of survivors to win is tantamount to suicide, so this is a killer only used in the final battle.

　　Assassin was a Servant who was summoned for the purpose of the Holy Grail, and they should not be able to bear to be used as pawns of Tokiomi and Archer, but they couldn't resist the Command Spell either.

　　For tonight's action, Kotomine Kirei used a Command Spell, ordering them to "victory at all costs".

　　Command spells are absolute orders to Servants, so they can only choose to follow orders.

　　Even Archer, if ordered to "self-destruct", would not be able to resist the power of the Command Spell, and at most kill the Master he ordered before committing suicide.

　　However, even though he was surrounded by many Assassins, Rider was still drinking leisurely.

　　"I have to say, the taste of this wine will definitely make me never forget it."

　　Rider looked at the wine that Archer brought out to share, and said involuntarily.

　　Hearing this, Archer seemed to feel quite happy, he raised the corner of his mouth and said to Rider.

　　"Hmph, no matter how much you praise, it can't change my intention to kill you."

　　"Hahaha, I don't mean that."

　　Rider burst out laughing.

　　Seeing that they also turned a blind eye to those Assassins at this time, Webb shouted uncomfortably.

　　"Rider...Rider! Hey, hey..."

　　Even though Webb shouted uneasily, Rider still didn't do anything.

　　He looked at Assassin around him, his eyes still calm.

　　"Hey kid, don't be so embarrassed, it's just that there are guests at the banquet, so drink as you please."

　　"Where do they look like guests!?"

　　Rider smiled wryly and sighed, then facing Assassin who surrounded him, he greeted him with a fool-like expression.

　　"I said everyone, can you restrain your ghosts? My friend was frightened by you."

　　Saber thought he heard it wrong, and now even Archer frowned.

　　"Do you still want to invite them to the table? The King of Conquerors."

　　"Of course. The king's speech should be heard by all the people. Since someone came to listen specifically, it doesn't matter whether it is an enemy or a friend."

　　Rider said calmly, scooping out the red wine from the bottle with a ladle, and reaching out to the Assassins.

　　"Okay, don't be polite. If you want to drink together, you can get a cup yourself. This wine is with your blood."

　　Whoosh————!

　　A silver light flashed by, and a sharp dagger pierced Rider's raised scoop. The wine in the scoop also spilled and splashed on Rider's left shoulder, staining the white he was wearing. shirt.

　　"..."

　　Seeing this scene, the corners of Shirou's mouth suddenly rose, and his heart was already overjoyed.

　　Assassin's textbook-style killing is simply a role model in the dragon-fighting world!

　　"Tsk...I really like this shirt..."

　　Rider silently looked down at his soiled shirt.

　　"Hahahaha..." ×N

　　Assassin, who was in various positions in the atrium, suddenly let out a mocking laugh.

　　"—Don't say I didn't warn you."

　　Rider's tone remained calm, but it was clear that the feeling had changed.

　　The only people who noticed this change were the two who had been drinking with him before.

　　"I said that this wine is your "blood", right? Since you spilled it on the ground casually, it means...".

Chapter 48

　　"I said that this wine is your "blood", right? Since you just spilled it on the ground, it means..."

　　Before he finished speaking, a whirlwind roared.

　　The wind was hot and dry, as if to burn everything.

　　It wasn't like the forest at night, or the wind that it should have in the courtyard of a castle -- it was literally from the desert, roaring in my ears.

　　Feeling sand in his mouth, Webb spit quickly.

　　It is indeed sand.

　　What was brought by the strange wind was really hot sand that could not have appeared before.

　　The unknown hot wind eroded the present world, and then subverted it.

　　Distance and location have lost their meaning in the bizarre phenomenon of the night.Dry winds with hot sand changed everything.

　　"How, how could this be..."

　　Webber and Irisviel exclaimed... This is a phenomenon that only those who know magic can understand.

　　"It's actually--inherent enchantment?!"

　　The sun that scorches the earth, the sky is clear, until the horizon is blurred by sand.There are no obstructions anywhere in the field of vision.

　　Einzbern at night would change in an instant, and there was no doubt that it was just a phantom that eroded the real world.It can be said that this is the limit of magic that can be called a miracle.

　　Seeing this scene, Shirou also followed with a shocked expression and exclaimed.

　　"Oh, my God! This is really amazing! You can actually materialize the scene in your heart... You are obviously not a magician!?"

　　At this moment, his superb acting skills can be called Oscar winner.

　　Standing in the wide barrier, Iskandar replied with a proud smile.

　　"Of course not, how can I do it alone."

　　"This is the land that our army once crossed. The warriors who shared weal and woe with me have this scene firmly imprinted in their hearts."

　　As the world changed, the five people who were originally surrounded also changed their positions.

　　The Assassins, who had formed a siege, were moved to one side alone, with Rider standing in the center.On the other side are Saber, Archer, Lancer and three magicians.

　　In other words, Rider stood alone in front of the Assassins.

　　'Could it be that Rider is the only one fighting? '

　　Irisviel and Webber had such thoughts in their minds.

　　But the next moment, their eyes widened.

　　Around them, one figure after another appeared, and the figures gradually increased, looking like an army, and the color gradually became richer.

　　"The world can be reproduced because it is imprinted on each of our hearts."

　　In the astonished eyes of everyone, physical cavalrymen appeared one after another around Iskandar.

　　Although their races and equipment are different, looking at their strong bodies and brave knights, they all show the strength of the army.

　　"These people... are all Servants..."

　　Since he was the only Master among the people present, he understood that the true trump card of the Servant Heroic Spirit Iskandar, the true body of the ultimate Noble Phantasm, was appearing in front of his eyes.

　　"Look, my unparalleled army!"

　　Filled with pride and pride, the King of Conqueror stood in front of the cavalry line and raised his arms high and shouted.

　　"Even if their bodies are destroyed, their heroic spirits are still summoned. They are my loyal warriors in the legend, eternal friends who respond to my call through time and space."

　　"They are my treasures! They are my way of kings! Iskantar's strongest Noble Phantasm——'The King's Army'!!"

　　An EX-rank Noble Phantasm, a continuous summoning of an independent Servant.

　　There are war gods, king Maharaja, and founders of successive dynasties.

　　Gathering in front of her eyes is a unique heroic spirit that has only been heard of in legends.

　　All of them had great names - they were all warriors who fought with the great Iskandar.

　　A horse without a rider galloped toward Rider.

　　It was a sturdy and huge steed.

　　If it is a human, its prestige will definitely not be inferior to other heroic spirits.

　　"Long time no see, partner."

　　Rider smiled and hugged the horse's neck like a child.Obviously, "she" is the famous horse Besephales later known as the legend.Following the King of Conquerors, even horses became heroic spirits.

　　Everyone couldn't make a sound other than exclamation.Even Archer, who also has an EX-class super-Noble Phantasm, never sneered after seeing such a radiant army.

　　The heroes who bet on the king's dream and ride the battlefield with the king.

　　Loyalty that has no end to death, the Conqueror turned this into an exceptional Noble Phantasm.

　　Saber was shocked, not afraid of the power of his Noble Phantasm, which shook her proud belief.

　　This perfect support is called the bond between the Noble Phantasm and the subject.

　　In her pursuit of the ideal king of knights, she never got something in the end.

　　"Wang...you have to live a more real life than anyone else! You have to be admired by everyone!"

　　Rider, who was sitting on Beserphales' back, shouted loudly.

　　The Heroic Spirits responded with the knocking sound of their shields and shouted in unison.

　　"Exactly! Exactly! Exactly!"