My Partner is Shiina Mashiro

"Although he is a nasty lemon head, I have to admit that this guy's magic skills are really high. I may not be able to arrange this kind of magic enchantment in my life..."

With a sigh in his heart, Weber carefully looked at the magic workshop that Kenneth spent a lot of money and painstakingly building. the mysterious.

"My little master, what's so good about these things?" Glancing at Webber, who was looking around, Iskandar was a little bit lacking in interest, "There's nothing good-looking about magic enchantments at all, this king's." Kamui Wheel "can raze this place to the ground in one fell swoop."

Wearing an extra-large shirt with the words "Grand Strategy" in front of him, Iskandar shrugged his shoulders. He had always admired the art of offense and looked down on Kenneth's elaborate defensive techniques.

Webber covered his face with his hands, wishing to block Iskandar's mouth, but the huge difference in height made him a little helpless. In view of this, he decided to close his mouth and discuss the subtlety of magic with this savage. It's a blasphemy to magic.

There was no word on the way, the conquering king Iskandar whistled indifferently, while Weber was in a somewhat preoccupied silence, and the very attentive waiter did not speak. Just slipped away.

"Do you want to go in directly? Do you need to make some preparations? Will Rider and Lancer conflict?"

Webber raised his hand and was about to ring the doorbell in front of the living room door, but when he was about to press it, he shrank back.

He froze in place, as if afraid of the man in the room.

"This is a good chance to prove myself to that lemon head, I can definitely do it!"

"No, no, is it too hasty to enter so hastily?"

Like a crappy one-man show, Webb kept talking to himself, like a schoolboy who made a mistake lingering in front of the teacher's office and didn't dare to enter.

He clearly wanted to prove to the teacher that he was not wrong, but he was afraid that he would face the teacher's more severe reprimand and more contemptuous eyes.

After thinking hard for a long time, Weber finally made up his mind. He stole the holy relic that summoned Rider from Kenneth to participate in the Holy Grail War. Isn't it just to prove himself in front of the teacher? He didn't back down at this time. reason.

Iskandar, who had been watching from the sidelines, frowned, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and his expression suddenly became a little serious.

This state of worrying about gains and losses will only make Weber superficially strong, and he does not think Weber in this state can gain the upper hand in this negotiation.Holding Webber's hand trying to ring the doorbell, Lord Iskahn said coldly.

"My little master, what are you afraid of?" He slapped Weber on the shoulder and slapped Weber on the ground, "How can you become a warrior beside this king when you are so hesitant?!"

"Rider, what are you trying to do, you bastard, don't you know how strong you are?!"

The courage he finally mustered up was completely slapped by Iskandar with a slap in the face. The angered Weber Wertel became angry all of a sudden. He jumped up and planned to slap back hard on Iskandar's shoulder. .

But the problem is that he is only about 1.6 meters tall, while the King of Conquerors is more than two meters tall. Even if Weber stood on his tiptoes, he couldn't reach Iskandar's shoulders, so the "shoulder slap" suddenly became "Little fist hits your chest." The scene became so philosophical in an instant.

Iskandar folded his arms around his chest and let Weber hammer to and fro on his chest. The King of Conqueror had bright eyes and a smile on his face. With the aura of a king, he immediately scared Weber. .

The conquered king glared at him like this, and Weber didn't dare to move his hands any more. He lowered his head and looked a little timid.

"Webber Velvet, listen to this king." Iskandar leaned down and put a big rock-like hand on Weber's small head, "If you even meet, you have to make an excuse for yourself. , then there is no need for this negotiation to continue.”

"If I cringe like this without even seeing the other party, then I, the King of Conqueror Iskandar Alexander, will never admit that you are my master, and this king is also a person who wants to be shamed. I can't afford to lose this person. "

Webber wanted to tell Iskandar that he was not afraid, but the King of Conqueror's serious and majestic eyes were something he had never seen before.After spending a few days with this king, Weber had never seen the King of Conqueror like this, and he knew that the other party was not joking with him.

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense...", subconsciously denying it for three consecutive times, just as Webber was about to deny something, he was slapped on the ground with a slap by Iskandar.

Kenneth, who surreptitiously watched this scene on the video surveillance in the living room, laughed out involuntarily, he was thinking that someone had finally done what he always wanted to do.

Chapter 140 Three: The Emperor and the Concubine Are True Love

With one hand, he pulled Webber, who was lying on the ground, in front of him, and the other hand clenched a fist and hit Webber directly on the chest, so scared that Webber closed his eyes instantly.

The expected pain did not appear, and Weber opened his eyes in confusion, only to find that Rider, who was bathed in sunlight, seemed to be glowing.

"Webber Velvet, please listen to me." Iskander said, "I never need cowards by my side, and it has always been like this. I only need warriors by my side, who can accompany me. Fighting warriors."

"Cowards are not qualified to be recognized by this king!"

Iskandar's words seem illogical, but he is indeed guiding Weber's progress with his own kingly way.Since the days of getting along, Iskandar, who considers himself to be very stable and accurate, has long seen through his little master, Weber Velvet.

This guy is a paradoxical complex of self-esteem and inferiority.

Webber has the pride of being a magician, but his family background makes him unable to lift his head in front of other magicians.While inferior to his own family background, he also desperately yearns for the admiration of others, and eagerly wants to prove that Weber, who is eager to prove his own research results, participates in this Holy Grail War precisely because Kenneth looks down on his research results.

The self-esteem propped up by inferiority gave him courage, and the self-esteem propped up by inferiority also made him lose his real courage.

"Look straight at this king, and then answer this king..." After turning Weber's twisted head back, Iskandar asked, "What is a real warrior?"

Although full of reluctance, Weber thought subconsciously, thinking about what kind of image a warrior should be.

But before he could come up with a reason, Iskandar took the lead in answering his own question.

"What is a warrior?"

"In the eyes of this king, as long as a person with courage is a real warrior!"

Iskandar pulled Webber closer to his arms, and Director Ken's eyebrows jumped when he saw this scene.

"No matter what your strength is, no matter what your appearance is, as long as you have a fearless heart, you are a warrior who can challenge the enemy."

"Do you understand, my little master."

Winning from Iskandar's arms, Weber's eyes lit up, but he was still a little confused.

"I've gathered enough courage, otherwise... otherwise I wouldn't be in Fuyuki City."

"I want to be a great magician more than a warrior."

"Looks like you don't understand what this king is saying..." Iskandar smiled proudly. The laughter was so loud that Weber wondered if Kenneth in the living room could hear it too. , "Using other people's opinions as the source of courage, this kind of thing has nothing to do with the word "courage"."

"The king has to learn to be brave, the king has to learn to be strong, there are many things that the king has to learn." Iskander's voice paused here, "But as a king, the most important thing is to learn to ignore ."

"True courage can only be achieved by those who learn to ignore."

"Ignore?" Weber tilted his head in confusion.

"The greatest courage is not to let others control your thoughts." Iskandar patted Weber's shoulder and explained, "In this king's view, those who can make their own decisions at any time are true warriors. "

"What you said made me more and more dizzy." With drooping shoulders, Weber felt that he couldn't understand what Iskandar was saying, "Rider, let me ask you, your servants should all be A man of courage?"

"That's natural, there are no cowards under this king."

"Then according to you, the reason why they are called warriors is because they can make their own decisions, but they are your servants. How can there be servants who can make their own choices..."

"It's progressing a little bit, and it looks like you're starting to learn to think for yourself too."

Iskandar's eyes were fixed on Webb, he continued.

"Although I don't know how to explain it, because this king has never had the habit of explaining to others."

"You just need to know that freedom of the soul and freedom of the body are two different things."

""Soul"? "Flesh"?" Repeatedly muttering the two key words that Iskandar said, Weber looked thoughtful.

Seeing this, the Conqueror King, who has always been casual and informal, also explained with rare patience.

"When this king was still in this world, he conquered countless lands." He said, "The pleasure brought by conquest is unparalleled by anything. The pleasure of holding everything you like in your hand is The only source of motivation for this king to live in this world."

"Conquest naturally means being conquered. There are also many people who have been taken away by this king who have deep resentment and dissatisfaction with this king. There are even voices of opposition among my subjects, but this king never cares. "

"The king should live more dazzlingly than anyone else, be casual, and be free. Only those who live for themselves are true warriors!"

"Live for myself... can I do that too?"

"Hahahaha! Isn't this a matter of course? Whether you can become a warrior is always up to you. You don't need to care about the evaluation of others. You just need to be yourself firmly!"

The King of Conqueror Iskandar patted Weber on the shoulder with a smile. He didn't pay attention to his control. For the third time, Weber was patted on the ground like a turnip.

But this time, Weber didn't complain at all. He got up from the ground numbly, and his perseverance and courage returned to him. The whole person seemed to be reborn.

"I, Weber Velvet, will definitely become the best magician. I am your master, Rider, and I am a true warrior!"

"The momentum is good, then the king will wait and see to see how well my little master can do."

The heroic laughter sounded again, and under the encouraging gaze of the King of Conqueror, Weber finally rang the doorbell of the living room.

Webb and Iskandar were looking at each other "affectionately", but Kenneth, who was sitting in the living room, couldn't sit still. He held the goblet tightly in his hand, and gave Lancer a look at Lancer, who was standing in the living room.

"Master, bring in Rider and his Master as soon as you get off." The wise Dilumuto said immediately, and then walked quickly to the main entrance of the living room.

The sound of pushing the door sounded, and Kenneth wanted to get up from the sofa, but he thought about it and finally didn't do it.

After quickly tidying up his appearance, he lifted Erlang's legs and closed his eyes.

"Webber Velvet, why don't you get out of here!" The scolding sounded, and Kenneth shouted at the front door, "Do you want me, the teacher, to take you in?!"

Chapter 140 Four Teachers Actually Love You

Accompanied by Kenneth's roar, Weber Vettel held his chest and raised his head, and walked into the living room without fear. Behind him, the King of Conqueror Iskandar stared at him with his hands on the back of his head. He kept staring at Dirumdo's face.

There was a sound of "stained stains" in his mouth, and Iskandar looked at Dirumdo, an Irish spearman who might become an ally and felt a little puzzled.

It's actually more feminine than my little master. Are boys in this style popular recently?

After thinking about it for a few seconds, Iskandar finally felt that only a man with a strong body like himself could be called a real man. Guys with small arms and legs like Dirumdo and Weber are not at best. Grown up kid.

Do whatever comes to mind. Iskandar has always been a casual person. Since he has thought of Lancer, he intends to test Dilumu before the two masters talk.

"Lancer, it should be the first time we met, it's a pleasure to meet, hahahaha!" Weber and Kenneth frowned with their heroic laughter, Iskandar asked.

"Down..." Dilumduo, who was just about to open his mouth to answer, closed his mouth all of a sudden, and only opened his mouth to reply after getting a sign from Kenneth, "Dilmuduo, it's this one. Lacer, who is in the Holy Grail War, hasn't asked your honorable name yet."

"Hahaha, the king of conquest, Alexander Iskandar, is me, and this king is the Rider of this Holy Grail War."

"Rider you big idiot!"

As soon as Iskandar finished speaking, Weber didn't care about his appearance. It was really stupid to report his real name as soon as they met.

"Shut up for me, don't tell me anything!"

"My little master, you are too petty. It's not good to reassure future allies."

"Who told you they must be our allies?!"

"The king said they were, and they must be."

"I really want to kill you, I'm the master, okay?"

DiLumuduo's pupils shrank in a circle, and his eyes swept over Webber and Iskandar who were performing the two-person turn.He couldn't believe his eyes. The Conqueror King and his Master, who had conquered most of Europe, was... so strange?

DiLumuduo resisted the question that he almost blurted out in a masterful manner, but Kenneth, who had been closing his eyes the whole time, couldn't bear it anymore, with more than n red tic tac toe hanging on his forehead.

"Weber Vettel, are you trying to piss me off?!"

......

I don't know how long this farce lasted. Anyway, in the end, Weber and Iskandar, Kenneth and Dirumdo, these two groups of people actually sat face to face at the dining table in the living room.

"My lord, what do you need?"