I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"I, I am not, I am harming..."

Iskandar raised his hand to stop Weber's words of justification, and the heroic king patted Weber's thin shoulder with one hand.

He clenched his other hand and raised his fist, his whole body seemed to emit a dazzling light, and he said passionately as if he was giving a speech:

"Webber, remember!"

"The person who can accompany the king, go through life and death with the king, charge into battle, and see the beautiful scenery of the world with the king will only be the best warrior, and there will be no place for a coward!"

Iskandar seemed to be guiding Weber forward like a lighthouse. After getting along with him and observing people for a period of time, he had already seen through this somewhat weak little master with a good sense.

Weber Velvet is a person with strong self-esteem and low self-esteem at the same time.

This contradictory personality makes him very passive in his actions, always shrinking because of various concerns.

"Wei Bo, tell me, what is a warrior?"

Waver subconsciously thought about it, recalling what kind of image he thought would be enough to be called a warrior.

But before Webb could answer, Iskandar waved his arms, expressing his own understanding of the Warriors.

"A warrior is a man of courage! A man of courage!"

"Regardless of strength, strength, beauty or ugliness, as long as you have courage and dare to challenge, you are a fearless warrior!"

"Got it? Weber."

Iskandar looked at the still somewhat confused Weber with piercing eyes, looking forward to this little master who has satisfied him so far to take this step of growth.

"Warrior? Me too, I can be too, can someone like me be a warrior too?"

Weber's confidence was rekindled by Iskandar's powerful speech, but he was still a little dazed.

"Hahahaha! Of course you can, whether you can become a warrior depends only on yourself. Weber, you don't need to care too much about other people's evaluations, as long as you believe in yourself!"

Iskandar patted Weber's shoulder with a hearty smile, and because he didn't control his strength well, he patted the carrot-like Weber to the ground again.

But this Weber stood up quickly from the ground, and the previous determination and seriousness returned to his face, and the mental state of the whole person underwent a radical change.

"That's right, I, Waver, am not a coward! Rider, I'll do what I want to show you!"

"Oh? Such a fighting spirit? Then I will wait and see."

While Iskandar was teaching Weber a life lesson, Kenneth, who was sitting on the sofa waiting in the room, had visible blue veins on his forehead.

Although the sound insulation of the presidential suite is quite good, Iskandar's loud voice can still break through the sound insulation and transmit the sound.

Although Kenneth didn't see the scene with his own eyes, he had already guessed the whole thing based on the movement outside and his knowledge of Weber.

"Diarmuid, go and open the door. Otherwise, I don't know how long I, an incompetent student, will dawdle."

Diarmuid, who was standing behind Kenneth, responded, and then went to open the door, just in time to see Weber, who had just recovered his confidence, raise his hand to knock on the door.

Under the gaze of the knight, Weber smiled awkwardly, and slowly retracted his arm.

Diarmuid's eyes moved to Iskandar again, his black pupils shrank suddenly, and he blurted out and asked:

"King of Conquerors, what's the matter with your outfit?"

"Oh, this. It's the clothes of this era. I think it's good and I want to wear it."

Iskandar showed off his new clothes, a white T-shirt and blue jeans, which is indeed quite fashionable.

"Lancer, don't wear your own clothes all the time. Wouldn't it be better to change your style?"

Diarmuid was a little moved when he heard the words, but after the corners of his mouth moved, he still didn't say it clearly.

He turned to let the door out, raised his hand as a gesture of invitation and said:

"Hurry up and go in, my lord has been waiting for a long time."

As soon as the words fell, Kenneth's stern scolding came from the room, with a hint of hatred for iron and steel.

"Weber Velvet! Now that you're here, why don't you hurry up and get out of here? Do you want me to invite you outside in person!? Hesitantly, what do you look like?"

Chapter 39 Director Ken is actually a good teacher

Under Kenneth's reprimand, Weber walked into the presidential suite with his head held high and his face fearless.

He came to the coffee table in a few steps, bent down and bowed deeply to Kenneth who was holding the black tea, and said neither humble nor humble:

"Sorry for keeping Teacher Kenneth waiting for so long."

Then, Wei Bo straightened his back, and raised his hand to reveal the three Command Seals that were still in good condition on the back of his hand.

"The current Holy Grail War Rider's master, Weber Velvet, was invited to negotiate. Can we get to the point?"

Kenneth glanced at Weber, and was a little surprised that this student who used to be a bit timid didn't show his timidity at this time.

"No rush, the negotiation can start later."

He put down the teacup he was holding, and looked directly at Weber, with a sense of natural majesty of a teacher when facing students.

"Webber, I guess you owe me a reasonable explanation by now?"

"What kind of insanity did you get to make you dare to steal the holy relic I prepared and come here to participate in the Holy Grail War?"

The meaning of questioning in Kenneth's words was very obvious, and there was a cold look in his eyes. This was the first time he had suffered such a big loss.

"Well, this..."

Weber was at a loss for words, and his mentality, which had just calmed down, became turbulent again. His heart beat suddenly accelerated, and a few drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Oh? So boy, is this how you got the thing to summon me?"

Iskandar interrupted from the side, but he didn't step forward, because Diarmuid was standing by his side all the time, preventing him from making any changes.

"However, this king hates stealing very much. If he sees something, he can grab it in a fair manner. That is the romance of a conquering king!"

"So, kid! Tell Lancer's master frankly. I believe that as your teacher, he will understand you."

Kenneth heard the meaning of Iskandar's words to smooth things over, but he didn't say anything to refute.

After all, there are still negotiations to be carried out, and the scene cannot be made too rigid.

Weber hesitated again and again, and finally raised his head to meet Kenneth's gaze, and replied:

"I want to win the Holy Grail War, to prove my talent and excellence, and to get a fair evaluation! That's it, that's it."

After hearing Weber's answer, Kenneth couldn't help laughing a few times, but stopped quickly, looking at Weber as if he was looking at an idiot who was still obsessed.

"Are you still thinking about your dissertation that I tore up? Weber Velvet."

Kenneth slapped the coffee table with a muffled sound, his face flushed a little, as if he was very angry.

He fluently recited a few highly academic text fragments, causing Wei Bo, who was frozen in place, to gradually widen his eyes.

"This, isn't this my thesis? "Black Magic on the Road to the New Century"!!"

But just when Weber thought that Kenneth had finally gotten the hang of it, and his thesis had already been approved by him.

"Wei Bo, sometimes I wonder if you are really stupid or just pretending to be stupid."

Kennisten stood up from the sofa all at once, walked up to Weber with his hands behind his back, and asked condescendingly:

"Can a magician without a good bloodline become a top-notch magician?"

"You dare to raise such a point of view in the clock tower, do you want to be eliminated directly by the blood-only big family?"

Kenneth's words immediately calmed down Weber who was just about to argue, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into a cold ice cellar, his heart was so cold.

"Ken, Mr. Kenneth..."

After Wei Bo, who was not stupid, recalled all the previous events, he fully understood the cause and effect of the matter.

It's no wonder that Kenneth took out this thesis in public to despise him in class, and also named and ridiculed him, so that he could not get off the stage in front of all his classmates.

Making this thesis look like a joke, isn't this trying to protect him?

As long as it's a joke, no one will care.

Even if it reached the ears of those in power and the big families, it was just a joke, thinking that some stupid student was daydreaming.

"Hmph, finally understand?"

"Dare to send such a rebellious dissertation before me, the head of the Archibald family, you, Weber, are still too young and too thoughtless."

Seeing that Weber's face changed drastically, Kenneth snorted coldly, then walked back to his seat.

"Although I have said it in class, the phrase 'benefited a lot' is not empty words."

Weber was so tossed by Kenneth's roller coaster-like ups and downs that he couldn't make a turn. He stood there staring at Kenneth in a daze, waiting for his next words.

"I still say the same thing: Compared with the magic family that has been passed down for three generations, Weber, and the magic association that has been passed down for thousands of years, it is the gap between a newborn baby and an adult."

"Even if a child wants to ask their parents for advice, they must first learn how to speak."

Kenneth paused when he said this, frowned and thought for a few seconds before slowly speaking.

"Of course, there is actually another sentence behind, and I didn't say it publicly in class."

"That is, if you want parents to face up to or even listen to their children's opinions, children must have the same power as their parents, or surpass their parents."

Kenneth spoke so clearly and clearly, if Weber couldn't understand it, it would be really hopeless.

Just when Weber was about to open his mouth to ask something, Kenneth raised his hand to stop him, with an undisguised disgust in his green eyes.

"Okay, that's all for now."

"Except for the servants, there are only the two of us in this room. Just pretend you haven't heard what I said just now, and I never said it, understand?"

Weber nodded knowingly, and stopped talking too much, but he looked at Kenneth with more gratitude and respect from the heart than before.

"Hmph, you don't need to thank me too much, I just don't want a ridiculous idiot to appear in the class I teach."

After Kenneth finished speaking, he restrained the sarcasm on his face, and raised his hand to point to the position opposite him.

"Sit down, now we can talk about the negotiation."

Waver also regained his sanity as a master, he must be responsible to Rider who trusted him, and must do his best to help him realize his dream.

This Holy Grail War is not over yet, and Weber and Kenneth are still enemies in a sense.

"By the way, Weber. Regarding your theft of the holy relic, I will not pursue it."

Just after Weber sat down, Kenneth stared at the boy sitting opposite him as if he suddenly remembered something and said:

"However, in exchange. After returning to the Clock Tower, you will come to Archibald's house to serve as my magic experiment assistant for ten years. Is it okay?"

Chapter 40 Master in action

When Weber and Kenneth closed the door in the presidential suite and didn't know what they were doing, the other participants in the Holy Grail War didn't just lie idle and have nothing to do like the author of this salted fish.

Tohsaka Tokiomi went out to look for Kotomine Risei as soon as he got home last night, and from then until now he was so busy that he didn't sleep a wink all night.

Not only is he, as the manager of Fuyuki City's spiritual veins, helping to cover up the truth and impact of the Sea Demon incident, but he also wants to find Caster's master and kill him completely.

Although the old man of the mountain killed the sea monster and Caster before the incident became serious, there are still a large number of sea monster corpses left in Weiyuanchuan, not to mention the frozen sea alone, which is not easy to deal with.

But neither Kotomine Risei nor Tohsaka Tokiomi could do anything about it. Apart from allowing it to thaw slowly and naturally, there was really no particularly effective way.

Fortunately, Japan is now in a cold winter. If it suddenly happened in summer, something big might happen.

Yan Fengli was thinking about waiting for a gray-haired old meteorologist to sit on the interview program and talk nonsense about the strong cold air flow that came last night, which strongly affected the entire Fuyuki City.

In short, after Xia Ji had a good meal, this matter would probably be covered up.

Anyway, if you don't do serious exploration, the frozen sea will only look like ordinary ice from the surface, and it will not make people think that the seawater in the entire harbor will be frozen into a whole big ice block.

After Tosaka Tokiomi confirmed that the battlefield had been cleaned up, he took Kotomine Kirei to find trouble with Caster's Master.

Baimao Hassan's advantage was brought to the extreme at this time, Ryunosuke Yusheng, who had been hiding in the dark without revealing his identity, was revealed in less than half a day.

After learning that Caster's Master is just an ordinary person, Tosaka Tokiomi didn't go to kill him himself, but asked Kotomine Kirei to order Momomo to kill Ryunosuke Usaka.

Although Yusheng Ryunosuke is a serial killer with vicious and skilled methods, he has no room to resist against his followers.

In the deserted alley, one of Baimao Hassan's avatars pierced Ryunosuke Yusheng's abdomen with a sharp knife, inflicting fatal wounds on him.

Although Yusheng Ryunosuke kept staring at his blood-stained palm and talking nonsense excitedly before his death, this made the female Baimao Hassan who performed the task very puzzled.

But in the end, she still used some means to make this guy's body completely disappear from the world, erasing all traces of Yusheng Ryunosuke.

Tohsaka Tokiomi, who returned home, confessed to Gilgamesh and then retreated to rest, and Gilgamesh watched the back of his master gradually move away, and disappeared in his dormitory as a spirit Inside.