I, the sword in the stone, want to take the knight king

Poor Magician, Best Master

The King of Conquerors’ invitation to battle is indeed not very wise.

Regarding this point, even Iskandar himself is very clear in his heart.

But therein lies the problem.

Now he actually has no choice.

“The Holy Grail War is almost over.”

He raised his head and looked at the holy grail hole in the sky that no longer flowed out the black sludge.

The normal Holy Grail system has been temporarily restored, and is waiting for the only winner of this Holy Grail War to make a real wish to it.

“As long as we decide the real winner here, this Holy Grail War can be completely ended.”

“At that time, whether it’s the Great Holy Grail system or the evils of this world…should return to the root with the disappearance of the Holy Grail system.”

Facing Artoria with a face as calm as water, Iskandar said “five seven seven” loudly.

Although there is no basis, his judgment is not wrong.

The Conqueror, who looks rough on the outside, is actually a very delicate person on the inside.

Especially on the battlefield, he can keenly grasp all the information on the battlefield, so as to make decisions that can truly lead him to [victory].

Only in this way can he win one victory after another and conquer one conquest after another.

But in the meantime, it’s worth mentioning.

In addition to the aboveIn addition to these reasons, there is another more important thing. This is the fundamental reason why Iskandar insisted on challenging Artoria in the face of such an unfavorable situation.

“I don’t have much energy left.”

Standing on the carriage, Iskandar said without any concealment.

After five days of fighting, he was as straightforward as he had been on the first night of the Holy Grail War.

At this moment, he still has that iconic heroic smile on his face,

——It was as if he was saying something ordinary like “I ate onigiri for lunch today”.

He didn’t take it seriously at all.

But Weber, who was standing behind him, stared and froze for a long time after hearing these words.

Then, there was an unbelievable exclamation:

“Eh????????”

…

This is something that sounds incredible.

Weber even had reason to suspect that this servant, who looked like a red-haired gorilla, was joking with him here.

After all, the aura with which Iskandar declared war on Artoria just now does not seem like a person who “has little spare energy”.

only.

When Weber realized why Iskandar said he had no power.

“Hug, sorry…”

This magician, who was not really a magician at all, lowered his head in shame.

Yes.

During these five days, Iskandar has experienced so many battles.

Except for the “opening ceremony” on the first day of the Holy Grail War, which can only be said to be an appetizer.

Whether it was the battle with Berserker on the second day or the battle with the giant sea monster on the fourth day.

Or today, the battle with those sludge followers.

Iskandar spent a lot of effort.

For other followers, such consumption is actually not a big deal.

After all, they all have their own lords who perform demon offerings.

Take Arturia for example.

If it is with the support of the master, she will be able to restore the full state tomorrow morning after releasing the sword of vowed victory tonight.

But Iskandar was different.

He spread out one of the most “trash” masters.

The magic circuit in Weber’s body is not enough to support Iskandar’s daily consumption of magic power.

Not to mention, there are still so many high-intensity battles in a row.

——In today’s battle against the black mud follower, his wheel of divine power was almost smoking.

“It’s my fault……”

Weber said in a very low voice.

His expression was a little lonely.

He originally came to this Holy Grail War with full of hope, wanting to prove his talent here.

And after a lot of unremitting persistence and hard work, he did come to the end.

Successfully stood in this Liudong Temple, becoming the last two masters who still have a chance to compete for the Holy Grail.

But, no matter what.

The reality is so cruel.

His hard work and never can make up for his too clumsy talent.

Now he couldn’t help but think—if he hadn’t stolen Kenneth’s holy relic, what would have happened?

After having the Lord of the Clock Tower as the master, this powerful orangutan is definitely hopeful for the final victory, right?

“If it wasn’t for me…”

Weber, who got into his fists, kept blaming himself 0…

This kind of feeling that success is close at hand, but you have to give up because of your low talent is absolutely uncomfortable.

However, it is at this time.

“If it wasn’t for you.”

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to go now.”

It didn’t make Weber blame himself any longer.

Iskandar interrupted him directly.

Waver raised his head in disbelief.

What caught my eyes was a face that I usually hate, but now I am moved by how I look at it.

“You are a very good magician.”

“You let me see the possibilities that exist in [mortals].”

Iskandar praised without hesitation.

He had eyes sharp enough to see the amazing potential hidden in Webb.

“Extraordinary talent is indeed a talent.”

“But being able to integrate the knowledge you have learned and apply it flexibly is also a kind of talent. And it is far more precious than talent.”

“After all, talent is innate.”

“But the knowledge you have is something you have acquired through your own efforts.”

“Through continuous learning, come to 4.1 to make yourself stronger, so as to change your own destiny-this is not a kind of conquest!”

“Besides, the pride hidden in your heart is destined to make you a greater person.”

Here, Iskandar can assert.

In the future, Weber’s achievements will definitely not be inferior to that magician who hides his head and shows his tail.

——Iskandar was the first to look down on the kind of magician who dared not even go to the battlefield, no matter how outstanding his talent was.

And now.

“Although I am doomed not to witness your end.”

“But Weber Velvet, my best Master.”

“Are you willing to join me and my army to witness this king’s dream that will never end until death?”.