"What...what's going on?!"

To be honest, Lancer seemed to be shocked when he saw this scene. An expression of disbelief appeared on his face: "My body is out of control..."

However, this was not finished yet.

A small bloody hand suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Hey, are you okay..."

Lancer quickly looked down, and saw Fang Mo's terrifying expression with bleeding from all his orifices: "You...this...guy..."

"Not me!"

Lancer here hurriedly explained: "I can swear by my faith! I will never do such a despicable thing!!!"

"La...Lancer..."

However, this white-haired kid didn't care about this at all and just talked about himself.

The yellow short gun was inserted into her temple, and then came out from the other side. This horrific injury made her eyes keep bleeding, and she looked extremely miserable: "When we just fought, I could feel

I am very happy to see that you are an upright and honorable knight."

"But now you are very... despicable..."

After saying this, the little white-haired girl's little hand holding the other party's clothes suddenly loosened, and she fell straight forward.

"!!!"

Lancer was really confused now. He hurriedly knelt on the ground and tried to hug the other person. The huge guilt and guilt made it difficult for him to even breathe: "How...how did it become like this?!"

"what is going on?"

This sudden scene also shocked everyone else present. Irisviel subconsciously covered her mouth: "Lancer, he just..."

"Lancer doesn't look like that."

Artoria frowned, as if she had figured something out: "Is it a command spell?"

"Command Seal?"

Irisviel suddenly came to her senses after hearing this: "Is he Lancer's master? Because he couldn't defeat the child... so he used the command spell to control him to carry out sneak attacks? Isn't this too despicable?"

"Your Majesty!"

Of course, Lancer also reacted at this moment, and immediately raised his head in grief and asked: "Why do you want to do such a thing? I can obviously cut off the enemy's head and dedicate it to you right away..."

"Shut up, you useless idiot!"

A male voice with a bad tone came from the darkness: "You are no match for this monster! What else can you do if you don't attack her? Should she be allowed to continue to plunder the abilities of other servants? A threat like this must be eliminated immediately

...What, do you want to question my decision?"

"..."

Lancer didn't speak when he heard this, he just lowered his head, but his hands were tightly clenched together, and it was obvious that he was undergoing tremendous suffering in his heart.

"snort!"

Seeing this scene, Artoria felt a little bit the same way. She couldn't help but say: "...it's obviously a fierce tiger, but it's being raised by a despicable fox?"

"Saber..."

However, even after this, Lancer still suppressed his trembling and said: "Please don't insult my monarch..."

"..."

Arturia was silent for a moment after hearing this.

She also believes in the spirit of chivalry, so now she actually understands Lancer's situation. The master and the servant are not compatible, and there is a serious conflict in philosophy, because she is also facing the same situation.

Yes, that’s right, Artoria’s real master is actually Emiya Kiritsugu.

A guy who is called the Magician Killer by the mysterious side.

Although the time of contact was still short, Artoria had a vague sense of what kind of person the other person was, and his ideas were completely different from her own. If Irisviel hadn't been constantly dealing with the situation, she would probably be in the same situation as Lancer now.

Almost there.

"Lancer."

Thinking of this, Artoria also sighed, raised her foot and kicked back the red spear on the ground: "Give it back to you."

Lancer said nothing.

He just trembled and reached out to pick up the spear.

"monarch……"

And when he picked up the spear, he spoke with an extremely serious tone: "I... can still fight. Please allow me to fight Saber!"

"Lancer?"

Arturia was obviously stunned when she heard this.

But she soon realized that, yes, although the opponent had just defeated the white-haired young heroic spirit, he had also lost all the glory of being a knight. This kind of sneak attack was simply a great shame that could not be washed away.

So now he is really eager to fight openly and honestly.

Even if it means quitting, I will be willing to do so.

"you……"

The figure hiding in the darkness seemed a little dissatisfied, but before he could finish his words, Lancer lowered his head and shouted almost pleadingly: "...I hope you will grant me your permission! Your Majesty!!!"

But just as they were talking here, suddenly there was a dull explosion in the sky, just like thunder. But the problem is that the moonlight is very clear now, and there are no rain clouds or anything like that at all. This is a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

In an instant, everyone present realized something was wrong, and they all raised their heads and looked into the air.

And that’s how it looks.

Everyone immediately noticed something moving rapidly in the sky.

There was a dense layer of lightning surrounding the thing, making it difficult to see what was inside, but there was no doubt that the thing was approaching at high speed, and it reached the sky above the dock in almost the blink of an eye.

"This is……"

Artoria raised her head and looked into the air: "Chariot?"

As the distance got closer and closer, everyone could see the general appearance of this thing clearly. It felt a bit like an ancient chariot pulled by some creature. At this moment, with the flash of lightning, this thing also dived towards the ground in an instant, and then

It hit the ground with a bang.

Amidst the violent wind.

Artoria and Lancer became alert almost at the same time.

As the chariot landed smoothly, those crazy beating arcs were gradually disappearing, and everyone immediately looked at the figure standing in the chariot.

He was a tall and unbelievably strong man, about two meters tall, with strong and muscular muscles all over his body. He had short red hair and a beard. He had a sword hanging on his waist and was wearing a heavy and gorgeous dress.

The big red cloak just looks like a king who looks down on the world.

"Stop it all!"

As soon as the strong man here appeared, he immediately opened his arms and shouted loudly: "I will not make any mistakes before I take charge!"

"???"

Everyone present seemed obviously confused.

"I am the Conqueror King Iskandar!" As if he was worried that others would not know his identity, the strong man here immediately announced himself: "In this Holy Grail War... I came to the world as a Rider!

"

"Eh?"

Irisviel seemed to be slightly stunned when she heard this: "Did you reveal your identity now?"

"..."

Artoria and Lancer were obviously a little surprised. They looked at each other inexplicably at this moment, not understanding what was going on with this guy.

"Why did you say all this? You idiot!"

However, just when everyone looked confused, a very weak voice suddenly sounded, and then another thin little boy stood up in the chariot. I don't know whether he was anxious or scared, but there was a strange light in the corner of his eye.

With a hint of tears hanging down her face, Zhi Na weakly protested: "What are you thinking in your mind?!"

However, the strong man here...or Iskandar didn't explain at all.

Just a little slap on his head caused his brain to collapse, and the little weakling sat down in the car with an "oops", covered his forehead and made no movement.

"Although I am competing with you for the Holy Grail this time, I still want to ask first."

Iskandar here glanced around the battlefield, and then suddenly raised his head and laughed boldly: "Do you intend to join me and give me the Holy Grail? If so...then I

I will treat you as a friend and share the joy of conquering the world with you!"

"Excuse me."

Lancer was the first to shake his head and refuse: "I have made an oath to dedicate the Holy Grail to Your Majesty..."

"Did you come here just to say this joke?"
To be continued...