Thousand Blades of Death

v11 ~: 48. Conquer

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"It's great. After seeing Saber last night, I was suddenly agitated. If I walked on the street in modern style, wouldn't you have any opinion?"

His heroic spirit is very disgusted with spiritualization. Although Weber has a headache for this kind of materialized hobby, at least Rider didn't want to go outside and wander around. This time it's okay, Weber now almost wants to curse the Saber who caused Rider's idea with her Master.

On the other hand, Rider quickly tried on the newly purchased clothes and happily displayed various poses.

"Wow haha! What I want is the effect of having the world on my chest. Well! It's really a good mood!"

"--Ah, yeah, yeah."

What if I continued to sleep with my head covered in this way? If so, I would definitely clear the excited Rider wearing a T-shirt from his own vision and escape into a gentle sleep. This is currently the best way Weber can think of. When he wakes up again, the world will definitely become better?

But such a tempting method for Weber was also abandoned due to Rider's next actions.

"...Hey Rider, wait, I said. Wait!"

Seeing Rider swaying to get out of the house, Weber hurriedly stopped it.

"Where are you going?"

"Then you need to ask? Go to the street. I want to let those grass folks see the new power of conquering the king."

It's very unusual to wear a T-shirt in the cold wind in November, but the bigger problem is that now Rider's sturdy body has nothing but a T-shirt.

"At least put on your pants before going out!"

"Huh? That stumbling thing? I told you that I discovered that everyone in this country is wearing that thing."

The brown giant, who was not wearing trousers, seemed to be a little puzzled, his fist pressed against his forehead, and asked Webber seriously.

"Does it have to be worn?"

"That is essential."

Although he hadn't even washed his face, Webber's drowsiness had disappeared without a trace.

For such a muscular idiot like a gorilla who has no worries and does not understand common sense and is not conspicuous-Weber is very angry with himself when he thinks of his many accommodations.

"I can tell you first, don't you want me to buy you extra large pants for you to go to the street. I will never go."

"What are you talking about?"

Rider stared at Weber with exaggerated eyes. But today Weber will never give in-he has made up his mind with steely will.

"Boy, do you mean you want to sing back against my baye?"

"Baye and your pants, these are completely unrelated two things! Before you go out to play, at least wipe out an enemy Servant to show me!"

"Hey? You are really an impatient guy. Isn't that something you can do when confronting Servant?"

"Then do it now! At least pour one! I'll buy you any pants or whatever."

Rider suddenly fell silent.

"...So, is it a military order? Then it means that as long as I bring you the enemy's head, you will buy me pants. Is that true?"

For Rider, who unexpectedly and willingly gave in, Weber felt very powerless.

"...Do you really want to go out in this T-shirt?"

"Isn't that the Cavaliers guy always like this? How can I fall behind her as the conquering king-and anyway, I also like the style of this dress. This is very commensurate with the costume of the overlord ."

Such a tasteless and idiot guy has been recited as a hero from generation to generation. Was it because the historians of the past made a vulgar joke with us? Weber's thoughts could not help but travel through time and space to return to the distant past.

At this moment, a boom! A very loud explosion reached Webber's ear.

No, it is not a sound, but a stimulus to hearing, which directly impacts Weber's keen nerve as a magician—in other words, a pulse of magic.

"What's that?...in the east."

Iskandar as a Servant can clearly feel the stimulation of the voice just now.

Looking out from the open window, a layer of floating clouds can be seen above the clear sky. Although it looks very similar to the smoke produced by a firework explosion, the flickering light is by no means the smoke produced by ordinary fireworks.

Although this smoke is very obvious to Weber, it is produced by magic, so no one except the magician can see it. The sound just now is the same, but it sounds the same as ordinary firecrackers in ordinary people.

"That position...is the position of Dongmu Church?"

As one of the Masters of the Holy Grail War, Weber still has some basic knowledge, so he immediately discovered the significance of this signal.

The Templar Church, which is a battle supervisor, emits such notification fireworks whenever it needs to notify the Masters of major decisions. As a means of notifying the Masters who do not know where they are, there is no better solution than this.

"Is it something to do with us?"

Regarding Rider's question, Weber was a little unsure how to answer it.

"It can't be said that it doesn't matter at all. What should I say..."

In fact, Weber did not declare his Master status to the Dongmu Church as a supervisor.

However, as long as Servant is standing on the land of Dongmu City, it can naturally establish its own Master identity. So there is absolutely no need to act on the face of the church-Webb judges so. After all, he obtained the holy relics by less glorious means. If you do something extra now, you might get yourself into trouble.

However, if you just ignore the call of the Dongmu Church, it is not very secure. What kind of emergency will the supervised church convene a meeting of all Masters? ... Generally speaking, there are only rule changes or additional conditions. And maybe some new information will be announced next.

This information may become the key to future battles. Judging from the current situation, it should be more beneficial to listen to the recommendations of the supervisor. And even if it is a rule that restricts oneself, it is good to ignore it at that time.

"Rider, I will talk about the pants later. Now I have to prepare something else."

"What the **** are you afraid of, the good weather for a walk today is rare."

Throw the disappointed Rider aside. Weber began to prepare. ,, ..

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