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Volume 3 The Closest Place to the Sky Chapter 22 Legion War

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    What exactly is going on¡­¡­

    Weber asked himself this.

    As a master, when the other party appeared openly and openly, didn¡¯t you notice it?

    Rider and Weber, who had just returned from shopping in the commercial street, met cava1ier and his master, Lydia Adolf.

    Originally, Weber had great confidence in Rider, but now

    On the battlefield filled with yellow sand, Rider's army was fighting bravely. The opponent was only a knight group of about 3,000 people.

    The touching scene in the city of Einbern reappeared, with that magnificent military momentum. Now, Weber was just involved in this huge war. He didn't know which hero's chariot he was sitting on now. Anyway,  not from the rider.

    The battle was unexpectedly difficult.

    The battle between Rider and Cava1ier was initially just a test of swordsmanship. Of course Rider was no match for Cava1ier.  As Rider took out the Divine Wheel, Cavalier mounted the griffon. Yes, it was a griffin. This was the first time that Weber had seen such a heroic and extraordinary creature. Although dragons, griffins, unicorns, etc.  As a magician, he knew a little bit about fantasy species, but this was the first time he saw the real thing.

    The showdown between knights.

    On one side is a chariot dedicated to the god Zeus, a majestic wheel carrying the power of thunder.

    On one side is the life that exists in fantasy, the gryphon phantom beast that rolls up the roaring mist.

    The sky was on fire with bursts of thunder.

    The duel between golden flames and blue thunder.

    Then, the result of that duel.

    "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-"

    ¡°Shoo, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah¡ª¡±

    ¡¤¡¤¡¤

    I can¡¯t tellthose millions of shouts.

    The king¡¯s army, such a radiant army, such a majestic army, now, thousands of years later in time and space, has encountered an evenly matched opponent

    The knights of 3,000 people are like sharp knives, galloping in the army of a hundred thousand kings. Those armies seem to come from a fantasy world, and they are a domineering force raging on the battlefield.  That's right, that's a force that doesn't belong to this world, the Knights of Conviction who guard Galan's Dong.

    People with guns, beasts with snarling teeth and claws, and monsters that are not of this world.

    They closely followed the knight in front, raising their weapons above their heads.

    With the cavalier as the center, they began to shout loudly, consisting only of the sound of burning flames.  These beings in the form of imaginary monsters are also real knights. They have an upright duel. They charge face to face without any fancy. They shout and they fight for glory.

    Following the king, they held up spearheads, sword points, claws, etc., and began to march in an orderly manner.  This is the "Knights".

    At this time, the person at the forefront of the blade was a knight riding a griffon. He did not let his griffon take off, but just like other knights, fighting against soldiers, against generals, and kings against kings.

    The two armies charged face to face, and the king's army was broken through. However, a considerable number of the imaginary figures among the Knights of Condemnation turned into fire powder and scattered.

    "Iskandar" cava1ier, no, it is Durukis, the knight king of Libra. During the constant confrontation between the two armies, the mount of the conquering king on the opposite side was changed to the BMW Cephalus to show justice, and the griffon was resolute.  Cannot be vacated "We, we are attracted by true power. It is true that in this war, for many reasons, we feel guilty, but"

    "Hahahaha Drukis" Iskandar raised his sword, his fiery red shirt making a crisp sound in the howling wind.  Although the yellow sand made it difficult for Iskandar to see Durukis's expression clearly, he knew it from this battle: "What are you hesitating about? That's it, let's fight like this. What's your reason?"  All is well, I, Iskandar, am going to defeat you and defeat you and your army as the king now."

    "Fight¡ªfight¡ªfight¡ª" the king's army responded, and the roar was as vast as the sea.

    "Heh¡ª¡ª" Drukis let out a soft drink, and a cluster of golden flames flashed from his mouth like a burst of winter breath.  It was as if something was being released. "There is no doubt that our decision is correct. Naturally, I will go all out for you this time¡ª¡ª"

    "No retreat - no avoidance - no surrender -" This was the response. Although the number of the Knights was small, as a fantasy army, its momentum was not weaker than the 100,000 troops on the opposite side.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­Weber¡­¡­¡­¡­

      What a magnificent war this is, it is simply a reappearance of the mythical era.  On such a battlefield, he was like a boat caught in a storm.

    From afar, I saw Rider fighting with Cava1ier.

    What was most difficult for him to accept was that the master on the opposite side actually participated in the battle and also used golden flames.

    It¡¯s true that humans cannot defeat heroic spirits.  But there are exceptions, such as the assassins before, or the members of the king's army in front of them.  After all, they are not heroic spirits occupying a certain class alone.

    Such a battlefield.

    Ask yourself, the so-called "courage" that Rider is satisfied with is just a misunderstanding at first. How could he have that kind of courage?  but¡­¡­

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­remember¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Because of this, I feel more motivated.

    The more insignificant you are, the more you have to rely on this insignificant body to dominate the entire world.  This is the most exciting feeling Listen, this is the beating of my conquering heart.

    ¡°Xiaozi, your inferiority complex is a sign that you are about to develop the spirit of a king.

    No matter how I explain it to you, in the end you will feel insignificant.  But even knowing this, you still insist on moving towards higher goals.  Ah, judging from my experience, the seeds of ¡®tyranny¡¯ have already begun to sprout in your heart.

    "If I really signed a contract with a master whose ambition and ability are almost the same as you said, then I would definitely feel quite bored.  But your desires far exceed your abilities.  People like you who are willing to pursue "unreachable glory" are the basic principles of life in my era.

    ¡ª¡ªBecause of this, it really makes me feel very happy to sign a contract with you, a fool.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­Weber¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Wu, wu, wu, wubastard¡ª¡ª"

    On the battlefield, a young man couldn¡¯t stop crying.

    "Uhwhat's wrong?" The heroic spirit on the chariot looked at Weber with an unhappy expression. Why was the master of his great king so weak?

    "no¡­¡­"

    "Um?"

    "No." Weber wiped away his tears and stared at the unknown heroic spirit in front of him. Although he didn't know who he was, he was also a hero impressed by the conquering king. "Let's go to him."

    "Why?"

    "Go to that idiot, go to that big guy." The thin Weber jumped on the chariot. Indeed, has the so-called 'tyrant' awakened? "Now, he is fighting me. If I don't go over there, I always feel"  Something very important will be lost.¡±

    "¡ª¡ª" The heroic spirit was so surprised by Weber's performance. It was unexpectedly good. He smiled, "Really? He might die."

    "" Weber was indeed frightened, but he trembled, tried hard to puff up his chest, and shouted with all his strength, "Just go ahead as long as you don't cause him any trouble."

    "Oh oh oh"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­Liudong Temple¡­¡­¡­¡­

    This is Ryudong Temple, the location of the Great Holy Grail.  The Holy Grail is actually divided into three parts. The artificial man in Einbern is the small Holy Grail, which is where defeated heroic spirits are held. However, the one who chooses the master and summons the heroic spirits is

    Inexplicably, the monks sitting in the upper part of the hall were brainwashed and sent away. Of course, they will be brought back after all this is over.  The people sitting below include Farragni, Lancelot, Caster, and Kino.

    To be honest, looking at Qipiao Astronomy, it¡¯s like Amuro controlling the floating cannon with ease.

    "All the conditions have been met." He somehow decided not to think about this problem. He looked at his subordinates sitting below, "Assassin has already withdrawn. Then, depending on the situation of the battle, it is only a matter of time before Lancer withdraws."

    "You are worthy of being a Saber. You can maintain such fighting power even when you are injured." Sagara Sheath took a sip of tea without any pressure. "To be precise, Lancomg is capable of one blow."

    "Xiangliang, you don't need to do anything before the 'Third Symphony' project starts." He smiled inexplicably. "Now, among the servants, there will be only saber, archer, rider, caster, and berker. Ah,  This is still a bit too much.¡±

    "So, what should we do?" Faryagni said softly, "We still have two people here."

    "Saber and Archer will stay until the end. As for Rider, it's okay. Since Drukis wants to fight, let him fight happily. Anyway, no matter what the result is, it will not affect our purpose. Anyway,Right, even if Rider wins, he will still fall in the fateful duel with Archer.  "Looking at Lancelot inexplicably, the corners of his mouth raised, "But isn't Archer very free now?  Let the berkers fight, one on one, of course."

    "Let Berserker go to die?" Xiangliang crossed his arms and looked at the silent Berserker. Although he knew that he had no reason now, he still felt that this was a bit too much. "Even if it is restraint, it is not  That golden opponent.¡±

    "It doesn't matter whether the Berserker exists or not. Now it's just a little bit of residual heat. Let Arcom run for the time being, otherwise I will be very troubled."

    "Hey, you look like a villain boss now."

    "Ah, really?" He was inexplicable without any conscious thought-

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