In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

—That voice, piercing deep into my heart, was like a long, unending cheer.

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"--Ha ha ha ha!!"

As the night fell, just as Hassan the Hundred-Faced was activating his Noble Phantasm, preparing to fight Finn to the death and forcefully kill Kenneth, this enormous threat, a blue bolt of lightning, accompanied by a thunderous roar of laughter, resounded from the sky.

On the chariot, Iskandar gripped the reins tightly with one hand, while the other held aloft the Cypriot sword—a gift from the King of Cyprus—symbolizing his achievements. He laughed heartily, his face beaming with joy: "My name is Iskandar, the destined king of conquerors! Now tell me, what is conquest—?!"

Accompanied by thunderous roars, a deafening question echoed from above throughout the night sky, its loud voice instantly enveloping the entire battlefield and even the entire neighborhood.

Even with the evacuation efforts arranged by Tokiomi Tohsaka and the spells already in place to disperse onlookers, nothing could work against that loud laughter that had transcended a thousand years.

As the echoing sound resonated, pedestrians on the roadside stopped and began to look up at the blue arc of light on the horizon. Their hearts were stirred by the stirring sound, and they felt their emotions surge and their spirits soar.

My mind wandered...

King of Conquest, what a majestic name!

The conqueror who once swept across Europe is now announcing his return to the world in this way.

"That idiot! Why all this fuss? What are they trying to do?"

Kenneth, listening to Iskandar's loud recitation from the ruins, frowned, clearly extremely displeased with his ostentatious behavior.

After all, this is the Holy Grail War. Those who live in the past have long become history, myths, mysteries, and beings that this modern world cannot accept or understand.

Since that's the case, and since it's a mystery, then it should honestly abide by the rules of mystery, not show itself in front of ordinary people, and end everything quietly. What's the point of making such a big show now, other than causing trouble for itself?

As the monarch of the Clock Tower and the leader of the El-Melloi school, he could not tolerate such a serious leak of mystery from the magical ritual he was participating in. Therefore, Kenneth was once again struck dumb by Iskandar's outrageous behavior.

After witnessing the red-haired gorilla's actions, even Waver's initial anger at the theft of his relic vanished.

The Conqueror King is powerful, but he's definitely not the right follower for me. If I were to team up with this red-haired gorilla, they'd be fighting each other without anyone else even lifting a finger.

"Rider! What are you doing? Shouting like that will drag ordinary people into this! Oh no, this is terrible! Mr. Kenneth must be furious right now!"

Not only Kenneth below, but Webber, who was gripping the chariot's handrail in the sky, was also extremely anxious.

"And who are you asking this question to? How could anyone possibly answer you here..."

He couldn't understand who Iskandar was asking him. There was only the sky, the earth, the enemies below, and himself beside him. Who would answer his question?

Sky? Earth?

Or is it... myself?

Suddenly Weber seemed to realize something. He turned to look at Iskandar, only to see the other man turning back and smiling at him.

"Hold on tight, kid, come and experience what vastness truly means!!"

Before there was time to say anything more, the next moment, a fierce wind arose, and yellow sand flew everywhere—

In a fleeting instant, the chariot transformed into a bolt of lightning, swooping down from the heights, carrying with it a phantom of the world, and crashing down upon the ravaged battlefield below.

"What's this?!"

Hearing the roar from the horizon and feeling the immense magical power approaching, the hundreds of Assassins on the battlefield below seemed to realize something. They all raised their heads, their eyes filled with terror, and even their offensive steps stopped involuntarily.

A strong, sensual threat loomed over them, making them feel apprehensive.

In a mere instant, death was already beckoning to them, and the evening bells, silent in the valley, tolled for them!

"Lemonhead, I've kept you waiting. Now, let me show these despicable scoundrels what conquest, tyranny, and the power of a king of conquerors truly mean!!"

Accompanied by a final roar.

Iskandar raised his arms and roared, and terrifying magical power immediately sealed off the entire battlefield. The next moment, the world changed; the ruins of the building, ravaged by Kiritsugu Emiya's cannon fire, disappeared, replaced by a world shrouded in yellow sand.

Suddenly, countless howling winds swept around him. Looking up, he saw only the endless elite soldiers at the edge of the world, and the shadow of the ruins was nowhere to be seen.

This is a Noble Phantasm, and also a magic spell; its name is Reality Marble.

This is a magic trick that can materialize one's own mental landscape. It's a powerful technique that can only be obtained when a magician has reached their ultimate potential. Once activated, it transforms the surrounding space into a completely different landscape. The materialization of mental landscapes, in other words, is the replacement of oneself and the world while maintaining the same boundary. At this point, the size of oneself and the world is swapped, and the world is completely confined within a small container. This small world is called the World Egg, which also became the name of the theory.

According to records, the ability to create a Reality Marble was originally a power wielded only by elves and demons. However, with the development of magic that allows the creation of personal mental worlds over many years, some advanced magicians have made it possible to create Reality Marbles. But overall, there are very few magicians in the entire world who can perform this world-changing magic.

That's why Kenneth and Webber were so horrified when they saw Iskandar, the red gorilla who even had Caster, possess the ability of a Reality Marble.

He... no matter how you look at it, doesn't fit the description of someone who has reached the pinnacle of magical attainment, right? Waver originally thought that Iskandar's Noble Phantasm was probably this Divine Wheel, but he didn't expect that he would have such a completely mismatched killing move.

However, Weber, who had been by his side all along, also noticed something amiss.

Unlike magicians, Iskandar did not chant incantations when releasing his Reality Marble; instead, he simply raised his arms and shouted to complete the release. Therefore, it is more accurate to describe it as an ability rather than magic.

However, even Iskandar, the master of this move, couldn't explain the underlying principles.

All he needs to know is that using this move will allow him to recreate his past conquests, and that's enough for him.

Yellow sand flies everywhere, and the ancient battlefield reappears in this world.

The Realm of Conquest is the conquest battlefield that the Conqueror King himself re-evolved in his own mental world, a battlefield that swept across the world during his lifetime.

The Assassin, shrouded in this chaos, will be seen as an enemy, while he will lead his invincible army to launch a new conquest here.

Its name is...

"—The King's Army (ionian-hetairoi)!! Hahaha, come on, let's begin a new conquest!!"

Iskandar dismounted from his chariot, mounted his horse, and let out a hearty laugh.

He is a king, a conqueror, and a tyrant; only conquest can bring him the purest joy.

Even at the cost of his life, even if it meant shedding blood, he would keep moving forward, keep conquering, because that was his very essence...

conqueror!!

In a world of endless yellow sand, an imposing army stood behind Iskandar, fully prepared for battle. Their boundless power made the Assassins, who had been pulled out of the shadows and exposed to the scorching sun and yellow sand, stand on end.

Not one more, not one less.

Because of Kirei Kotomine's Command Spell, all of Hassan's Hundred Faces clones were captured by Iskandar's Noble Phantasm and trapped on this closed battlefield.

This was a pre-arranged plan by Loewe. Although Hassan the Hundred Faces wasn't particularly strong, his unkillable nature was too troublesome. If left unchecked, he could ruin the plan. Therefore, this Assassin had to be eliminated today, and while Scáthach was holding off Artoria, Iskandar, with his Reality Marble, was undoubtedly the best executioner.

Tokiomi Tohsaka was too hasty; he actually dared to cooperate with Kiritsugu Emiya.

Furthermore, they dared to join forces with others to launch an attack on Kenneth's stronghold without fully investigating the situation.

It was completely unexpected that the power gathered here had already become the largest group in the Holy Grail War.

Let alone Assassin and Saber, even Gilgamesh himself might perish here today without prior preparation.

Two god-slayers and one conqueror who has just obtained full power by connecting to the magic furnace are equivalent to three overpowered Servants.

Not to mention Lancelot, who is on his way.

This is a sure-kill situation; as long as they harbor resentment, whoever comes will die.

—Boom!

"kill!!!"

The sounds of war drums and fighting were incessant.

Under Iskandar's command, the endless soldiers of the King's Army launched a fierce charge against the enemy.

Countless iron cavalry and spear formations constantly shifted, surrounding the Assassin in the center from all sides, and then unleashing their devastation.

There was no suspense whatsoever, under Iskandar's terrifying power.

In just a few minutes, all of Hassan's clones were pierced through by spears and hung in the air beside Assassin, who was the only woman standing there blankly. At this moment, all the other Hassan clones were killed without any chance to fight back.

A warhorse charged through the yellow sand, its blade pointed in her direction. Iskandar mounted his beloved horse once more, aimed at the one still capable of fighting, and swung his slash...

At this moment, she was all alone in the world.

Countless soldiers stood at the rear, cheering for their king and unleashing a powerful aura.

"Farewell, Assassin."

The king, dressed in crimson, arrived in an instant, his Cypriot sword slashing down with a sudden burst of light, easily severing the head of the last enemy.

At this point, Assassin Baimao Hassan was the first to leave the stage.

"king!!!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!!!"

"King of Conquest!!!"

The cheers from the troops behind him grew even louder.

Having defeated his opponent, Iskandar turned to look at his soldiers, his generals, his compatriots, and...

His little Master smiled brightly.

He beckoned to Weber, then rode quickly to his side.

"Boy, what do you think? This is my way of kingship, my way of conquest, and my power!"

He lowered his head, calmly gazing into the eyes of Weber, who was still reeling from the charge, and earnestly asked, "Have you felt the pursuit in my heart?"

"I……"

Looking at Iskandar's figure, I also saw this vast world.

Even Weber was deeply moved at this moment.

“I saw it… I felt the extreme of the world here… I saw… a much wider world.”

He murmured in response, as if some shackles within him were being silently broken as he witnessed such a magnificent scene.

At that moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of ease.

"Seeing a wider world? Hahaha, well done, little Master. Your desires are finally no longer those petty and humble things like proving yourself or pleasing others!"

Upon hearing Weber's reply, Iskandar, who was already in a good mood, burst into laughter again.

"That's right, people need to be ambitious, have ideals, and be selfish! Life is about living for yourself, and you have to live a life you won't regret! To see a wider world... that's a really good wish."

"In that case, let's work together towards our goals! The Holy Grail War to come will not be the same as the previous skirmishes."

"Archer, Saber, Lancer, Berserker, Caster will all become our opponents, are you ready, my little Master?"

Iskandar looked into Weber's eyes and asked his final question earnestly.