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Chapter 219 The End of the First Night
The boy's complaint was met with a merciless flick on the head from his own servant.

The sharp "thud" sounded particularly abrupt on the tense and silent beach.

"Ouch! What are you doing?!"

The boy covered his forehead, protesting with tears welling up in his eyes.

Seeing the comical interaction between the Master and Servant, the expressions of the rest of the people present became somewhat strange.

Is this really Alexander the Great, who was renowned throughout history and built a vast empire spanning three continents?
"I'm sorry, Rider."

I already have someone I've sworn to protect.

Saber broke the silence first, taking a deep breath and gripping the invisible holy sword in her hand even tighter.

Her emerald green eyes looked firmly at Irisviel behind her, her loyalty and determination unquestionable.

Irisviel nodded, looking at the imposing man on the chariot with some curiosity.

She found it hard to reconcile the unrefined, even somewhat rugged, burly man before her with the king in history books who conquered vast territories and established the largest empire in human history.

"Ha~"

Scáthach, on the other side, simply let out a meaningful chuckle.

She didn't even respond, but the slight upturn of her lips and the gun blade, now raised again and gleaming with an ominous red light, clearly expressed her attitude.

How could she, the queen who ruled the Land of Shadows and had slain countless gods, submit to someone else?
Never before has such an arrogant person been born in this world.

"Alright, Lancer, that's enough."

Just as Scáthach's pure fighting spirit surged once more, as if she were about to pierce through the Conqueror King and his chariot in the next second, a deep and magnetic male voice rang out from the darkness not far away.

With steady footsteps, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald's figure slowly emerged from the shadows below the cliff.

He was dressed in a well-tailored, expensive formal suit, and his long golden hair was meticulously combed. Even on this ravaged battlefield, he maintained the composure befitting a monarch.

“Kenneth…Teacher…”

However, the moment he saw that figure, the black-haired boy behind the Conqueror King, Waver Velvet, instinctively shrank back, looking like a mouse seeing a cat, his face drained of color.

In stark contrast to his naive reaction, El-Melloi II, standing in front of Mash, had a completely somber expression, so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it.

He stared intently at the man who was walking towards him, his fingernails almost digging into his palms.

Is this really the reason for the formation of this singularity?
"Long time no see, Webber Velvet."

Kenneth stopped a dozen paces away from the group, his gaze passing over Rider's towering figure and landing on his former student. He asked in a calm tone,

"Don't you even know how to greet your teacher when you see them?"

"Oh? I see. So you're this kid's teacher."

Upon hearing this, Iskandar, the Conqueror, let out a knowing laugh.

He turned around and glanced at his trembling Master with great interest, instantly connecting the dots.

He had heard Weber say that he had "borrowed" his relic from his strict teacher.

"It's been a long time... Mr. Kenneth..."

Weber took a deep breath, forcing his body, which was trembling with fear, to calm down.

He knew he couldn't back down.

He came to Fuyuki to participate in this Holy Grail War at all costs, precisely to gain recognition and prove himself. If he were to back down here because of his teacher's appearance, everything he had done before would become a laughing stock.

He had to stand here, as a "Master," not as a "student," to face this monarch!

However, Waver's courageous greeting sounded like a thunderbolt to Saber. Her expression changed instantly, and alarm bells rang in her mind.

The Master of Lancer and the Master of Rider are actually teacher and student!
what does this mean?
Did they appear at this exact time to ambush and kill them?
Lancer, a warrior with divine martial arts, and Rider, the conqueror king—what if these two forces joined forces?

They are now surrounded in the most dangerous situation!
Saber shares the same idea as the lurking spy.

Inside the underground workshop, Tokiomi Tohsaka stared at the image appearing in the crystal ball, his expression more solemn than ever before.

He never expected that Kenneth, the ruler of the Clock Tower, would be just as "uncivilized" as him, tacitly approving and even arranging for his disciples to participate in this Holy Grail War, which completely disrupted his original plan to unite with the Lancer faction against others.

Elsewhere, Kiritsugu Emiya's reaction was even swifter and more decisive.

Without the slightest hesitation, he issued the cold command directly over the radio.

"Maiya, smoke bomb! Saber, retreat immediately!"

The moment the order was given, a specially made magical artifact smoke bomb was thrown from a building in the distance.

It exploded in mid-air, and the thick white smoke, as if it had a life of its own, quickly spread towards the beach.

"Heh~ Emiya Kiritsugu?"

Kenneth smiled upon seeing this. This kind of costume, which combines technology and magic, is something only the mage Kiritsugu Emiya would use in this Holy Grail War.

He raised his right hand, his fingers gracefully tracing a complex and ancient symbol in the air.

These are the runes he learned from Scáthach these past few days, runes that belong to this world.

As the magic trick began, an invisible gust of wind arose out of nowhere and swept across the entire beach.

The thick, impenetrable smoke, under the force of the strong wind, lasted less than two seconds before being completely dispersed and vanished without a trace.

However, when vision returned, Saber and her Master Irisviel had vanished without a trace.

"Ha~ I really got tricked."

King Iskandar, the Conqueror, suddenly realized what was happening as he looked at the open space, a hint of approval flashing in his sharp eyes.

He instantly understood the purpose behind the other party's deliberate act of adopting that posture and speaking to his Master after his appearance.

It is likely that now, apart from themselves, all other participants in the Holy Grail War would believe that his Rider faction has formed an unbreakable alliance with this monarch's Lancer faction.

"Hey?!"

Upon hearing this, Weber looked completely bewildered. He glanced at Kenneth, then at the empty spot where Saber had been standing, utterly unaware of what had happened in that brief moment.

Before he could figure it out, the Conqueror King scooped him up and threw him back onto the oxcart.

"Let's go, kid. It seems the banquet is over for tonight!"

Accompanied by hearty laughter and booming thunder, the divine wheel turned around, once again crushing through the void and disappearing into the crack in the night.

Kenneth did not intervene; he watched Rider leave quietly until the lightning completely subsided.

Then, he slowly turned around and looked at the last remaining group of people, the ones he cared about the most.

Compared to the characters already written in the script and known to him, the unknown beings before him—this seemingly future Waver, and the mysterious girl wielding a giant round table shield—were far more intriguing…

(End of this chapter)