Train to Another World.

Chapter 586 Three Kings
Irisviel continued to ask, “But they don’t look like bad people. Can you tell me about it?”

Kuon Maiya hesitated and said, "Now is not the time to talk. I will send you away from here first, and then go to support Kiritsugu."

"You speak so highly of that group of people. To be honest, I'm also very curious." A low voice sounded nearby.

Kuon Maiya immediately pulled out a Glock 17 pistol and pointed it at the place where the voice came from. The person who spoke did not try to hide himself, and a strong man slowly walked out.

"Stupid, why did you expose yourself?" There seemed to be another person, a thin young man who kept complaining. But since they were already exposed, they could only walk out together.

"Hey, there's a gun!" After seeing the weapon in Kuon Maiya's hand, the young man immediately hid behind the burly man. However, after the burly man saw the gun in Kuon Maiya's hand, he stretched his neck excitedly.

"Oh, is this the gun? It looks too small, girl. Can you get a bigger one?"

Kuon Maiya did not reply, but simply covered Irisviel as she retreated. She could tell that this tall man was a heroic spirit.

The man was not dissatisfied with Kuon Maiya's attitude. Instead, he stroked his chin and said, "Don't want to negotiate? That's fine. Come on, Waver, let's go meet those people."

"No! No! You have no idea how terrifying those three dead apostles are!" The young man wanted to escape.

But the sturdy man grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him up: "Then we must meet."

The noise over there naturally could not be hidden from everyone's eyes and ears. Li Zhuoguang asked Ariana to get a table out, and then summoned Dobby: "I remember there seems to be black tea in the kitchen. Can you make a pot for me, with milk but no sugar."

Dobby bowed and disappeared. Medea stared at Dobby with wide eyes until he disappeared: "I didn't expect what you said was true. However, this so-called 'house elf' was artificially created, right? What a cruel magic, this doesn't look like the original individual, it should be the offspring of a group that was transformed by magic."

"Good eyesight, they do."

"Hmph! I thought that although you are not a good person, you are not that bad... It seems that I was worrying too much." Medea said, hugging Sakura a little tighter in her arms. Sakura twisted her body uncomfortably.

Li Zhuoguang stretched lazily, grabbed a piece of dried persimmon and stuffed it into his mouth: "I didn't make the house elves. I don't know exactly what their prototype is, but I suspect it's a goblin.

They went to war with a group of people who called themselves wizards, and then they lost. This is the result of their defeat. Of course, if the wizards had lost, their fate would not have been much better. This is the real cruel war. This is more like a Holy Grail fight than a war.

I just happened to be in need of a babysitter, so I asked a wizard friend to bring one over. But I didn't abuse him, he did what he could for me, and I paid him a salary."

Medea's eyes lit up: "It's a pity to use a creature that can master space magic as a babysitter. Why don't you sell it to me?"

"Tsk, you're a Heroic Spirit with only a few days left to live. Even if I give it to you, you can't bring it back to the Heroic Throne. Besides, have you forgotten that you are my property now? You still want to buy something from me?"

Medea glared at Li Zhuoguang fiercely, but she didn't know what she remembered, her face was slightly red, and she gritted her teeth. However, her cloak covered half of her face, so others couldn't see it.

"Stop in front of me!" Li Zhuoguang glanced sideways and saw Iskandar coming. He was a heroic spirit with an extremely bold and straightforward personality, and he liked to do everything openly.

Otherwise, at this time, he could quietly hide in a corner and open the inherent barrier, and probably take the two Heroic Spirits away directly. Seeing another Heroic Spirit coming, Artoria and Diarmuid had no choice but to stop fighting.

When Medea came just now, the two of them were already extremely nervous. Now with another one coming, they would be completely unable to fight. Iskandar's idea was very simple. According to his usual practice when he was alive, when he met a strong person, he would first see if he could recruit him. Even after he became a heroic spirit, he still used this routine.

"I am the conqueror king of Macedonia, named Iskandar, and I was born as a Rider in this Holy Grail War." "Idiot! What are you doing? Don't reveal your real name casually!"

Po Jun was somewhat puzzled and asked Li Zhuoguang, "Are they the cowards who are not worthy of being seen? Why can't they reveal their real names?"

Li Zhuoguang explained: "Generally, heroic spirits are people who have existed in history, or are legendary figures. If people know their real names, they can infer their strengths and weaknesses through the records in history and legends."

Po Jun thought for a moment and said, "Isn't it because I am not strong enough? If I were a truly strong person, why would I be afraid of people knowing my real name?"

Iskandar's eyes lit up: "Oh, little girl, you really suit my taste. Would you like to work for me? The salary is negotiable."

Po Jun shook his head: "I am now working under Brother Li, and I will not serve under someone weaker than me."

Iskandar nodded in understanding: "This kind of thinking is normal, but I will let you see my strength."

Then, Iskandar turned around and recruited Diarmuid and Altria: "What about you? We can discuss your treatment."

Diarmuid frowned and said, "I will only serve the new master with whom I have made a contract in this life."

Altria was almost unable to bear it any longer: "I am the king of Britain, and I will never bow down to the king of another country."

Iskandar scratched his head and said, "Oh, what a pity, the negotiations broke down."

At this time, a deep male voice came from all directions, making it impossible to tell which direction the voice came from: "I was still wondering what made you crazy to choose to steal my holy relic, Weber, I didn't expect that it was you who wanted to participate in the Holy Grail War.

The cruelty of the battle between magicians cannot be taught in the classroom, so let me teach you a lesson here."

When Weber heard this familiar voice, he held his head in his hands with fear. He looked like a student who was caught by his homeroom teacher in an Internet cafe, and he stole the money for Internet access from his homeroom teacher.

Iskandar patted Waver's back hard, making him stand up straight. He pulled Waver to his side and said loudly: "Weber is the Master I recognize, because even though he is weak, he will go to the battlefield with me. Unlike you, who hides in a dark corner and lets your heroic spirit fight in front."

Waver twitched his lips in embarrassment. His teacher, Director Ken, was doing the most correct thing for a Master to do in the Holy Grail War. The reason why he went to the battlefield in person was not his own choice, but because Iskandar was too strong and he was dragged here without being able to resist.

Hearing that Director Ken had fallen silent, Iskandar continued to taunt, "Such a thrilling swordfight must have attracted more than just me. Are the others hiding? If you don't show up, you will surely suffer the merciless insult of me, the King of Conquerors."

Few heroic spirits care about their reputation. Logically, Iskandar's simple and crude ridicule should be ineffective. It just so happens that among the heroic spirits this time, there is one who cares extremely about his reputation.

A golden light flashed, and a heroic spirit covered in golden armor stood on top of the street lamp.

"I didn't expect that there would be two rats who call themselves kings. Humph! I am the only hero in the world who is truly qualified to be the king."

Li Zhuoguang took the teacup handed over by Dobby and said sarcastically, "If you have the guts, repeat this sentence in front of Ying Zheng. Oh, I forgot, he is the emperor, not the king. Go on."

The Hero King Gilgamesh looked at that group of extremely arrogant guys. They dared to drink tea and eat snacks in the forefront of the battle of heroes.

(End of this chapter)