In this way, I became the chat group leader

Weber clenched his fists, and his lips turned pale.

Like a sharp knife, it tore open my arrogant heart and brought out dripping blood

Road.

"Rider, you surrender."

The master looked at the motionless followers who were staring at him, and whispered

On the battlefield, silence is definitely not a good thing.

At the time when the clouds are overcast, no rain falls, which obviously does not mean that it will be sunny next time.

That is, the prelude to the storm!

When the current dynamic is interrupted, then it will be a hurricane-like offensive.

Being attacked by five servants at the same time, my group has no chance of winning

"I am the one who disobeyed Master Matou's order. You don't have to wait to die with me."

Weber smiled wryly, and said to his followers.

"Although I don't know what your hole card is. But, you can let five servants choose to examine and wait for the opportunity, rider, you must be very strong."

"maybe."

The man whose job title was a rider also had an embarrassing look on his face.

Since the enemy is already cautious because of his treasure, then...

Most of them have also studied their own weaknesses.

Rider couldn't help but smiled wryly.

Killer hunters and Shinsengumi who restrain the army, Gorgon sisters who can achieve control, and excellent assassins

If you pull them into your king's army at once, then you will definitely be restrained by your subordinates, and then killed by assassins or Medusa.

However, if he only pulls in one or two people, he can indeed win.

However, after I have consumed all my magic power, how can I deal with the next part of followers?

Hell, obviously he had never used a treasure, but he was targeted in the end.

Perhaps, this ending was decided the moment he accepted the summoning.

The enemy with a high probability summoned seven servants alone has the advantage of crushing all enemies.

Therefore, the defeat of his own group is almost inevitable.

I am the dead.

Before being reborn, it was just a remnant of history.

However, Weber was different.

He is so smart, so excellent, and so... low self-esteem.

The inferiority of magic skills and the differences in personal talents have caused his master to fall into confusion, even to the point where he needs others to recognize him.

However, people will grow up after all.

Rider believes that his master is capable and has grown up, just like the frail and sickly boy in Macedonia, who has become his current self.

This kid is a good seedling, he only needs to be brought to the battlefield to hone his skills for a while, and then he will shine with his own brilliance.

It's a pity that there is no room for sharpening in this battle. Rider is a bit regretful. He can only hope that this kid can discover his potential earlier in the future.

He should have recognized his own excellence, become confident, and become a real man in the course of his life.

Feeling the silence, Weber smiled bitterly.

Sure enough, he was very dissatisfied with me.

Indeed, if it wasn't for his own drag, how could the rider be reduced to such a state.

"Hold your head up."

The rider's voice was unprecedentedly loud, almost like a bronze bell roaring.

That bold and unrestrained voice made Weber tremble uncontrollably.

But, unexpectedly, the follower was not angry, but just spoke plainly.

"Tell me what you think of the word partner.

Wei Bo choked for a while, but under the gaze of those red eyes, he hesitated to say the definition of a partner in his heart.

"A friend who fights side by side."

"very good."

The man replied while bathing in murderous aura.

"Then, since you are this king's partner, why aren't you proud?! Do you want to blame yourself here?!"

The king's voice was like a giant hammer hitting the city wall, shaking the magician's heart.

Are you a partner of .rider?

In Wei Bo's heart, inexplicably, a little panic rose.

This is an endorsement from Alexander the Great.

"Remember, you are the one recognized by the king - Istandar!!" "It's my partner!"

The man whose job title was rider took a deep breath.

Under Wei Bo's blank expression, endless wild sand began to blow up.

It was as if the world was distorted, and the scorching sand swallowed everything in sight.

Dry, scorching winds swept across the world.The slightly gray sky turned into a clear sky, and the land under the feet was also replaced with barren sandy soil. The infinite yellow sand stretched to the end of the blurred vision of Deo.

One image after another emerged in the open space, like a mirage legion. As time went by, the ghosts were covered in vibrant colors. The denial is that these men are qualified fighters.

Some of them followed the rider to fight in the south and north, and achieved extraordinary military exploits, and obtained a spiritual status far beyond ordinary people. Some of them admired the rider's later kings, and they were willing to let go of their pride and follow the rider to fight in all directions. Famous and powerful fighters, they are convinced by the rider's spirit and are willing to be driven by him...

That scene was simply suffocating.

happened..?

"That's our partner!"

The man named Istandar laughed wildly, and in the smile was overflowing pride, our partner.

Weber was a little dazed.

Those who follow the rider are my partners?

"The whole life of this king is vain."

"Advancing for the endless sea that does not exist, even led to the demise of the empire."

The king laughed, as heartless as ever.

However, Weber could understand his heartache.

The ocean that I and my partners have tried my best to pursue has never existed...

The meaning of his life was almost denied.

"However, this king does not regret it!"

The man who was so romantic laughed loudly.

"Because, without that journey, I wouldn't have met my friends!!"

Rider has no holy sword, no deviation, and no authority of God.

but.

He has a bond with his buddies.

"Master, as the ancients, we are stupid and powerless."

"What we are following is the sea of ​​illusory. We even spend our whole lives just moving around the corners of Europe, Asia and Africa, like frogs at the bottom of a well.

"If we knew about these things in the past, we would definitely go forward with the goal of patrolling the world."

Standing in the yellow sand, the man threw his struggling master on his beloved horse with one hand.

"What are you going to do? rider!!"

The magician trembled slightly.

"As ignorant ancients, we never went out of the corners of Europe, Asia and Africa, and knew nothing about more distant regions."

"However, those places are so beautiful, let us imagine, and then we start to feel excited."

The man who had absolute control over this world smiled, not elegant, even very rough.

He stared into the distance.

Under the floating castle, the direct-administered army under the tsar and the assassins of the Shinsengumi had assembled, and the Greek snake god also began to take off his blindfold.

Very quickly, the strong man whipped the horse's buttocks, and the horse galloped away with the struggling magician.

"I entrust our wishes to you."

During the time that Weber gradually blurred, that rough voice echoed in the air.

"As our eyes, hold your head high and hold your chest high, to inspect the world!"

(ps: 4k5/1w2)

Chapter 53c Ms. Dai, you have so few studios

"It's been three farts, and there are still two more to welcome the Holy Grail." The handsome young man sat in the courtyard of Jian Tong's house, holding a book, flipping it gently.

On that, a story was written.

"In order to protect his master, Istandar, the king of conquest, pulled all the enemies into the inherent barrier, fighting to the death without retreating, and was pierced through the throat by the sword skills of God's Domain."