My name is Lin Hao,
There's going to be a fight over at the warehouse.
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All magicians have a common idea - they must conceal their identity as magicians from ordinary people. In this era when science is regarded as the only universal truth, it is taken for granted. For the Holy Church, making the existence of magic known to the public is a harmful and useless act. Therefore, as a supervisor, they will send agents to be responsible for establishing shielding barriers, covering up traces and hypnosis during the Holy Grail War. eyewitness.
For the same reason, the masters participating in the Holy Grail War usually focus on testing and reconnaissance. If they want to engage in real combat, they will basically do it after dark. If there are exceptions, it is those like Assassin who are good at hiding themselves. With this class, one can rely on aura interception to attack boldly in a white or relatively closed space.
Therefore, even if the Lancer unabashedly releases his magical power as a servant and walks on the streets of Fuyuki's new capital, it is unlikely to cause an attack from the enemy.
"You can just show up to attract the attention of other Servants and return to the battlefield we selected in the evening. I can't guarantee the other heroic spirits, but the Rider will definitely follow. Ha, I haven't studied how to fight with the Conqueror at all. Weber, whom Wang gets along with, can't control him." These were Kenneth's exact words.
The Lancer walking on the street at this time was wearing a military green tights and a tactical vest, jungle camouflage pants and canvas boots, a blue beret on his head, and a pair of square-frame sunglasses on his face. This outfit was the first Anyone who sees him at first glance will intuitively think that he is a soldier on leave. In addition, the charming black mole is covered by Kenneth's sunglasses with a special seal effect. The whole "shopping" behavior does not attract too many ordinary people. , especially women’s attention.
"That should be enough." Looking at the distance between the sun and the horizon, Lancer muttered to himself, then turned around and left the bustling shopping street towards a container yard near the port.
Due to the comprehensive development of Fuyuki New City, the transportation capacity of railways alone cannot meet the material needs for various expansions of the city, so a new container terminal dedicated to freight was built near Fuyuki Port, which is mainly used for passenger transportation.
A container terminal refers to a place with clear boundaries that can accommodate complete container loading and unloading operations, including water areas such as port pools, anchorages, inbound channels, and berths, as well as freight stations, yards, dock fronts, office and living areas, etc. .
Although this container terminal is fully functional, its scale and throughput are not comparable to those of large coastal cities. Although it is still dark at this time, there are no new cargo ships coming into the port, and cranes, bridge cranes, cargo trucks, etc. have also stopped working. , dock workers also went off work one after another, leaving only a large number of containers of various colors stored in the yard like building blocks.
There was no one to stop Lancer when he walked into the container yard, or the dock workers who might have come to stop him or any ordinary people who might have witnessed what was about to happen here had already stayed away under the influence of the large suggestive magic barrier. This could become a battlefield.
After standing in the wide driveway for container trucks for a moment, the setting sun that was still lingering on the horizon has completely disappeared, and the shadow has enveloped the container terminal yard with only a few dim street lights, but there is still no servant taking the initiative. Appears as if the lancer's actions have no effect at all.
"Rider!" Lancer used magic to amplify his voice and said to the surrounding darkness: "I know you are nearby!"
The container terminal yard was quiet, with only Diarmuid's clear voice echoing under the influence of magic.
"The holy relic used by your master to summon you was stolen from my master. I wonder if he has confessed to you?" Lancer's hand appeared in two long and short guns, one red and one yellow. He waved it twice and then put it out. An action like a bird of prey spreading its wings: "Knight of the Gun, hereby formally challenge you. If you have half the courage to pass, then appear upright in front of me instead of hiding like those despicable assassins." In the shadows!”
Almost immediately after Lancer issued the declaration of challenge, a heroic laugh followed by a violent roar came from the air.
It was an ancient style chariot with two fronts, a luxurious and magnificent chariot. Tethered to the shaft were two burly and muscular bulls. The body, wheels and the bodies of the two bulls were all wrapped with blue-purple thunder. It was rushing towards the Lancer from the sky with a deafening thunder.
"Hmph." Lancer chuckled and quickly avoided the chariot's assault route.
The behavior of the chariot owner seemed to be just a show of skill rather than an actual attack. The Thunder Chariot stopped quickly after landing, keeping a distance of about twenty meters from the Lancer.
"I am Iskandar! I appeared as a rider in this Holy Grail War!" After the thunder dissipated, what appeared on the chariot was a burly man with red hair. Although he was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, he looked Nondescript, but his compelling aura makes up for it. He seems to be using this action to retaliate against Lancer's suggestion of "hiding in the shadows."
"Um...is Teacher Kenneth still here?" Next to Rider was a young man as slender as a girl. He cautiously stuck his head out and asked Lancer. This sentence was equivalent to acquiescing to Lancer's previous accusation.
"Stand still! There's nothing to feel guilty about!" Rider slapped Weber on the back, almost knocking him off the cart: "Let me ask you, did you hide it after taking the holy relic so that no one could see it? Did you do it?"
"No, no, I came directly to Fuyuki." Weber didn't understand why Iskandar asked this, but considering that he had never concealed his behavior of stealing holy relics, he probably was discovered just after leaving England.
"Then there's no problem! Running away in the dark is just an ordinary night thief, and leaving with a triumphant song is the plunder of the conquering king!" Rider patted Weber's shoulder in agreement, and the thin magician could only smile bitterly.
"Really? So what does it mean to steal your family's belongings and run away from home without concealing it because they don't want to punish you? [Conqueror] Mr. Iskandar? Is that also a 'conquest'? "?" As a male voice with an ups and downs and operatic tone sounded, Weber shrank his shoulders as if he had encountered an enemy-like animal.
Behind a container next to Lancer, a tall man wearing a dark blue lecturer's robe walked out. His blond hair was neatly combed back, revealing a look that looked arrogant, serious and wise. He seemed to be talking to Lancer. They stood not far behind Diarmuid as if they were fighting side by side, their emerald green eyes staring closely at Weber, their eyes full of reproach.
"Teacher Kenneth..." Weber opened his mouth, and he had already thought of a lot of things - we are no longer lecturers and students, now we are enemies competing for the Holy Grail, a life-or-death relationship - and so on, in Kenneth After the word "family" came out of his mouth, it completely disappeared, and now he doesn't come out with anything.
"You ran very fast, Weber." Behind Kenneth, another red-haired woman with a noble and cold temperament appeared. She looked at Weber coldly: "I don't have any objection to this, but Renee was crying. Several times, have you thought about how to coax me?"
"Master, Master..." Weber Velvet was speechless. It would have been okay if he had taken revenge on Kenneth because his paper was torn up, but in front of Sola...
The full name of Renee she mentioned was Lenise Elmloy Archibalud, Kenneth's young niece. Weber often complained that the girl always made trouble for him, not only did she have to stay in class for homework, He helped her, and even asked her to take her out to play, which required all kinds of physical work. In the end, she just took a few snacks to kill herself.
Kenneth's words were like lightning in the dark night, making Webb instantly understand what those "making things difficult" was about - the young magician who realized that he was so emotionally slow because he was too focused on magic research was even more confused. I didn't even dare to raise my head.
"Oh, that's it." Iskandar looked back and forth between the two parties, and suddenly clapped his hands: "Did the lion who kicked the cub off the cliff come to check because he was worried?"
"This thing named Holy Grail No. 726 by the Holy Church is not in our eyes, but the Archipelud family has no tradition of surrendering without a fight." Kenneth did not respond to the lion and the cub at all. He raised his hand On his right hand, a bright red Command Seal was revealed: "Even if we have to give up the Holy Grail to Weber to realize his trivial wish, it will only happen when there are only two of us left in this war - so my proposal is to 'form an alliance'."
"Teacher?" Weber originally thought that he was going to be packed up and taken back to England, but unexpectedly, he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes."
"Not with you, Mr. Weber." Kenneth glanced at Weber with an angry look. "The one we want to form an alliance with is this [Conquering King]. Rather than making changes to his history in order to cooperate with him, We have been studying for a long time. You probably have no other effective means except command spells to make Iskandar obey orders. Your unorganized actions so far are just being led by Rider, right? When can you face it? Do you have the strength to not create trouble that makes people want to knock you on the head?”
"Ugh..." Weber wailed, remembering once again the horror of being scolded by Kenneth in class with such long and gorgeous sentences and being completely unable to reply.
"An alliance? So you all have to obey my orders?" Rider crossed his arms and showed a rough smile: "Okay! Since you gave me the Holy Grail, then I will treat you as friends and share the conquest with you. Joy to the world!”
"This challenge is just for this!" Lancer suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at Rider: "Since you have been relying on your abundant magic power to carry out unsystematic actions since you appeared in the world, if I win, then You are not allowed to continue like this, and strategically you must obey my master's arrangements. If I lose the battle, I will not interfere in any way with your actions."
"A battle to decide the command? Interesting, I accept it!" Rider laughed and patted the armrest of the chariot. The original T-shirt and jeans instantly turned into an ancient Greek style in the yellow whirlwind with a desert atmosphere. Brown armor and red cloak, and a richly decorated thick-edged dagger in his hand: "And of course I am the winner!"
"Still coming?" Sola squinted one eye and hooked his hand at Weber from a distance: "Since there are no old antiques from the Clock Tower here to observe, regarding your thesis, do you want to hear Rhodes explain it first and then scold you, or do you want me to scold you first? Explain again?"
"I...I'd better listen to you, Master..." Webb looked at the fighting riders and laners, climbed out of the car dejectedly, walked around the battlefield between them and walked towards Kenneth.
