People Arrived at the Type Month, Now Lost Contact

But who wants to run away, if not helpless?

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Chapter 31 Bonds

"Raise your head." Rider's voice was unprecedentedly harsh, and Weber felt that the voice was so harsh that it almost pierced his eardrums.

Weber wanted to cover his ears, but the rider's voice came again, even more terrifying than last time.

"Look up! Look at me!"

Wei Bo tremblingly raised his head, his cowardly expression was seen by the rider, the rider sighed, his aura was much weaker than when he was just summoned, but compared to him at that time, the rider at this moment is not angry and pretentious, Like an angry god.

The sense of oppression brought by that mighty aura was so strong that it forced Weber to lower his head.

I don't deserve to stand shoulder to shoulder with such a king.Such thoughts circled in Weber's mind.

Yes, I'm just a thief, a parasite trying to use the rider's power to get something for nothing.

"What do you think about the natural conditions?" The expected abuse did not come, and Weber raised his head in astonishment. He found that the rider had stopped the cow, and he himself did not sit on the seat, but Riding on the divine bull, looking at the distant land.

Weber didn't speak, and the situation didn't develop as he imagined.

Ignoring Weber's abnormality, rider said self-consciously, "That is probably the most helpless thing in the world. I have one of the best teachers in the world, but because I am weak and sick, I can't learn the essence of fighting."

Weber looked at the burly rider, and it was hard to believe that this two-meter-tall red-haired man would have been a frail and sickly boy when he was young.

"Every time I fight against the teacher, I will be defeated within three moves." Rider sighed, "Now that I think about it, if the teacher is serious, I will die straight away!"

Rider, what exactly do you want to say?Weber couldn't help but wonder.

"Weber, do you like magic?" Rider lifted Weber and put it on the back of another divine cow. The process was like a strong farmer catching chickens, which looked extraordinarily funny.

"I like it." Without any hesitation, Weber replied.

"We are very similar in this respect." The rider patted Weber on the shoulder, and the sudden force almost knocked Weber off the back of the bull.

"I like fighting very much, but I can't beat the teacher no matter how much I practice." Rider laughed seeing Webber's embarrassed look, "It's like you can't catch up with your classmates in magic."

"Rider, what exactly do you want to say." No matter how dull he was, Weber could still be sure that the rider didn't mean anything malicious to him, on the contrary, he wanted to tell himself something.

"Have you ever found out that the king would laugh at my history books because of my poor fighting talent?" Rider's smile gradually faded, and he asked Weber.

"No." Yes, no one will slander Alexander the Great because of such a trivial matter. People will only preach that the 12-year-old Alexander can tame the strong horse Busifalas, and praise him for defeating the Persian Empire and establishing a dynasty across Europe, Asia and Africa. .

"Boy, please remember, you are a man who can fight side by side with this king, and you are by no means incompetent!" Rider shouted angrily, "Magic is just a part of your life, use part of your life to It's ridiculous to measure the value of the whole life!"

"Who told you that if you have no magic ability, you are useless. This king beat him to the ground!"

"Rider, you, don't you dislike me for dragging you down?" Weber looked at the majestic rider who looked like a god, and was stunned for a while, speaking incoherently.

"If this king is not some powerful follower, my little master, would you leave?" Rider asked instead without answering directly.

"No." Weber stared at the rider's fiery red eyes and said firmly.

"Then, why did this king abandon you?" Rider stretched out his fingertips and "lightly" flicked Weber's forehead. Weber let out a scream like a pig, and his whole body fell backwards like being hit by a heavy hammer. Looking up, if it weren't for the spirit of the divine cow, Weber might fall directly and have an intimate contact with Mother Earth.

"Hahahahahaha——" rider laughed loudly, "My little master, it's time for you to exercise a bit. In my time, your physique couldn't even beat a girl."

"Rider——!" Wei Bo gritted his teeth while covering his obviously swollen forehead, and called out to his followers full of resentment. "You flicked my head again"

"Okay, next time, next time, I will never flick your forehead." Rider laughed.

"You're still laughing at me, and you haven't stopped!"

"This king has received professional training and will never laugh. Hahahaha——"

"How could there be such a nonsense training! And you are still laughing!"

"Unless you can't help it."

"Ahhhhhh——rider, I'm fighting with you!"

In the play, the relationship between rider and Weber returned to the past again, and even formed a deeper bond.

After being beaten with one hand by the rider, Weber had to admit that his hand-to-hand combat ability is very good, and he is a little chick in front of the servants.

"But how do you duel with Archer in this way?" After tidying up the clothes that were messed up during the fight, Weber asked the rider, "Are you really okay in your current state?"

"There is no problem at all, my little master." Rider hammered his majestic chest "Although I am not as strong as berserker, I am still very strong. Archer is the king, and I am also the king. How can I lose give him!"

This is a lie, just as the king's army restrained Berserker, a heroic spirit fighting alone to a certain extent, Archer's Babylonian treasury also restrained the king's army.

If Archer used his Noble Phantasm with all his strength, the soldiers in the King's Army would probably fall down like the soldiers who rushed to the bunker guarded by the Maxine machine gun during World War I. Although they are all first-class good guys, their attributes and treasures All tools have been weakened to the extreme due to the limitation of magic power.

Under Rider's calm courage, Weber, a half-hearted magician, greatly let go of the pressure.

Wei Bo believed in this king unconditionally, just like he believed in himself.

"By the way, are all the Command Seals recovered in the past generations stored in the Holy Church?" Rider suddenly changed the subject, which made Weber puzzled.