Zongman, the journey begins from the wrong place

The heroic spirits in the field had no way of understanding the grief and anger of an old father, and they just silently watched the strange combination of the white-haired little girl and the blond young man.

After seeing the blond young man in black and white motorcycle clothes get off the motorcycle, but just with his hands on his chest and his head raised, with no intention of speaking, Noah looked at Artoria.

Their eyes met, silently conveying the message.

Do you know this energetic young man?

I don't know him, but he seems to be a Servant, right?

Well, how about I ask first?

Row.

After getting confirmation, Noah looked at the white-haired girl and stared into her clear red ruby eyes for a few seconds.

While he was thinking about what to say, the white-haired girl's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she hid behind the blond young man with a red face like a frightened little rabbit.

Why do I seem like a bad guy?

"...Excuse me, are you a rider?"

Although the blond young man exuded a nouveau riche aura that Noah hated, he decided to have a conversation first, just like he had actively invited Altria.

In Noah's eyes, there is no difference between all people in the world except Ryougi Shiki, and there is no distinction between men and women, so he will not discriminate against anyone.

However, Noah's invitation was ignored by the blond young man.

"Interesting, interesting. That sword, are you the so-called Knight King? Humans are still interesting and incompetent. You actually let a little girl inherit the title of king?"

He walked towards Artoria with his head held high, and a sense of pride naturally revealed in his smile, as if he had seen something interesting.

"Even so, if you can act like a qualified clown and entertain me with other bastards through farce, I may pardon your death penalty for claiming the throne without permission!"

Looking at the blond young man who exuded a strong air of arrogance, Artoria gripped her weapon tightly with an angry expression.

"You bastard! How dare you insult Camelot's dignity like this!"

Although she wanted to kill the opponent with one sword, Artoria's intuition was roaring, telling her that the servant in front of her was dangerous.

Even Kenneth sent her an order, asking her to stay put and give priority to protecting Sora.

But Noah, who was alone, didn't have this worry.

Noah has never suffered such injustice in his life!

"As expected, people shouldn't just stay home. They need to get out and about more often. Otherwise, how would we know there are so many psychopaths and morons wandering the streets?"

This murmuring sound drifted across the Seaside Park, like a catalyst added to a chemical agent, causing the air to suddenly freeze.

Even Illya sensed the danger, shrank her neck, and quickly ran away.

Gilgamesh turned around and glanced at Noah out of the corner of his eye.

"What are you talking about, bastard?"

There was no ripple in the scarlet vertical pupils, yet they exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

Noah remained calm in the murderous storm, just tilted his head with an innocent look.

"Of course I'd say something you can understand. After all, you should speak the language of the country you're speaking to. Even with a moron, you should use methods only a moron can understand, right? Oh, right."

In the face of Altria's astonished eyes, Noah smiled slightly, with a look that showed concern for a mentally retarded child.

"Your name is Gilgamesh, right? That's right. After all, he's one-third human, two-thirds god. It's normal for such a rare and exceptional hybrid to have some mental issues, right? Leah?"

Don't take me with you!

This time, even Artoria retreated, retreating in front of Sora.

Neither Gilgamesh nor Noah looked towards them.

"...Interesting. I haven't encountered a bastard like you who dares to offend this king in a long time."

As the magical light waves flickered and swayed, Gilgamesh was covered with a dazzling golden armor.

And when the scarlet vertical pupils opened wide like a poisonous snake, golden lights swaying like ripples bloomed around him, eight in number.

The dazzling weapons that shimmered with brilliance slowly stretched out. Although they had different shapes, they all exuded an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

And these weapons just happened to be pointing their blades at Noah.

"—Then I will grant you the gift of death without a burial place!"

The next moment, the spear and heavy sword trembled slightly and attacked Noah like a cannonball!

"Thunderous Law!"

Facing the incoming attack, Noah released his Noble Phantasm without reservation, wrapping his entire body in dark blue arcs of electricity.

Then, he drew his sword and charged forward!

In the silent seaside park, an earth-shaking roar erupted the next moment.

Burst after burst of powerful flashes followed the explosions, and the ground shook.

With the strength and agility temporarily restored by the blessing magic, Noah shuttled through the rain of Noble Phantasms.

Sometimes he lowered his head to avoid the attack, sometimes he spun and chopped off the sword, or kicked away the big knife that was coming towards him!

95

The armored yet still thin figure was bathed in the bright light explosion, and dodged the attack of the Noble Phantasm by a hair's breadth.

It looks like it is surrounded by dangers, but it stands firm like a reef, as if it has the majestic momentum to overwhelm the storm and tsunami!

At this moment, whether inside or outside the field, everyone who witnessed the battlefield subconsciously held their breath and stared at the scene intently.

Not only that, in the next moment, Noah suddenly avoided the attack of the sledgehammer, grabbed the spear that passed by him, and threw it at Gilgamesh while turning around!

Within a range of less than ten meters, Gilgamesh had no way to avoid this attack!

If his instinct had not made him dodge back a little, he would have been hit in the brain.

Even so, the spear hit Gilgamesh hard.

A huge force penetrated his body. Even with the solid armor protection, Gilgamesh was still knocked away and hit the street lamp next to him like a flying bird.

Then there was a "dong" sound, an unusually clear and loud sound.

95 The first battle ended

"It's unbelievable! That Servant's martial arts skills are truly breathtaking!"

In the distance of Binhai Park, at the top of Weiyuanchuan Bridge, a heroic cry of praise pierced through the night wind and echoed in all directions.

Under the heavy and majestic red billowing cloak, the sturdy and strong man looked to the side, "Hey, Master, are you right?"

Next to him, Weber Velvet was lying on an iron frame only 20 to 30 centimeters wide. His face was pale, his lips were trembling, and tears were almost overflowing from his eyes.

Although the iron frame was so cold that Weber's fingers were almost frostbitten, as soon as his peripheral vision touched the air more than a hundred meters below, he felt his heart beating so fast as if it was about to explode, and he didn't dare to let go.

Waver had no answer to his Servant's sigh.

If he were in a safe place, Weber would definitely agree with Alexander's praise, or he would have a headache refuting it.

The silver servant, despite being one or two levels lower than the enemy, was able to gain the upper hand in two consecutive battles.

Even though he wasn't good at fighting, Waver could tell from that aura that the other party was a hero who could tear through the skies and be praised by all nations.

But this isn't academic research at school; it's a life-and-death Holy Grail War!

The stronger the enemy, the more dangerous he is!

However, Waver, assaulted by the strong wind, the cold, and the high altitude, didn't even have the energy to refute, and could only squeeze out a few words through trembling teeth.

"No, no matter what, we should get out of here first, right?"

Weber actually had no confidence in his proposal.

Because this servant is the famous Alexander III, the conqueror king who established the Macedonian Kingdom spanning three continents, Iskandar.

I don't know about other things, but Weber has experienced this kind of arbitrary and arbitrary character, and his refusal to listen to others' advice once he makes up his mind, many times.

If I could really persuade him, I wouldn't be feeling the cold wind at this altitude of 100 meters.

Sisi, it’s so cold. Will you catch a cold when you go back?

Waver, who was lost in thought, vaguely saw Iskandar nod the next second.

"You're right. There's no point in staying here now. Let's all go down."

For a moment, Weber almost thought he was frozen stupid and was hallucinating.

"Ah? Are you really going down there?"

Iskandar pulled out a greatsword from his trousers... his kilt, and slashed it in front of him.

After a huge thunder appeared out of nowhere, the Macedonian chariot driven by two oxen came galloping.

"Of course, that Servant's Master is clearly not very useful. He probably doesn't have much magic power left. I'd like to recruit him as a subordinate, as a warrior for my future conquests! We can't just let them keep fighting like this!"

If he had his hands free, Weber would have really wanted to slap his aching head hard.

"Are you kidding me? You're going to save other servants? Wouldn't it be better if he died? That servant is so strong, it would be very troublesome for us if he stayed, okay?!"

Besides this, Weber had another reason for his refusal that he did not dare to say.

That is, Weber was very familiar with the lady Sora below, even though she might not know him.

After all, one is a little-known student in the Spirituality Department of the Clock Tower with only a third-generation magic background.

One was the daughter of the Sofia family, who had served as the head of the necromancy department for many years. Even though she was not the legitimate daughter who inherited the seal, she was still out of reach for Waver.

However, for Weber, the other party's more important identity is the fiancée of his teacher, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald.

Sora is here, so Kenneth must be here too.

Weber will never forget Teacher Kenneth, who humiliated him in public and had his holy relic stolen by him.

Perhaps students are all like this towards their teachers. There is always a natural fear of them. Even if they hate them in private, they still can't help feeling the fear of a mouse seeing a cat when they think about meeting them.

"But he's already made enemies with two other powerful Servants, right? Now's a good time to win him over. If we just let him be eliminated, those two powerful Servants will turn against us."

Weber was stunned when he heard this.

It’s not that he denies Iskandar’s judgment. After all, he can also feel that the three servants below are extremely threatening.

Although the Silver Servants are powerful, their lack of magic power is obviously a huge limitation.

Hearing such strategically-minded words coming from Iskandar's mouth, Waver momentarily forgot the fear that Kenneth was nearby.

"Rider...you actually thought about that? I thought you would just go down and beat them down while howling."

Upon hearing this, Iskandar showed his big white teeth that shone frighteningly even under the night sky.

"Hahaha! My conquest of the world doesn't rely solely on muscle. Wisdom and force are both essential parts of a king's dominance!"

Before Waver could say anything more, he was grabbed by Iskandar like a chick and jumped onto the chariot.

The feeling of weightlessness that enveloped his entire body, and the high-altitude scenery that appeared before his eyes even closed, caused Waver's sanity to collapse in an instant.

Tears just popped out.

Seaside Park.

Amidst the smoke-filled mess, a figure planted on the ground like a golden carrot caught the eye.

But basically everyone's attention was focused on Noah.

They didn't know whether they should marvel at Gilgamesh's powerful Noble Phantasm, or remain silent as he was beaten into dust by Noah the next second.

However, these silences were short-lived, so short that Noah did not have time to recover from the fatigue caused by the massive consumption of magic power, and took the opportunity to deal a fatal blow to Gilgamesh.

"You, bastard!"

Gilgamesh pulled his head out of the ground, his face covered in dirt, his hair messy, and even his nose bleeding, no longer as calm as before.

A surge of murderous intent flowed from his furious scarlet eyes, and golden light waves twice as strong as before emerged from behind Gilgamesh.

A powerful, oppressive feeling, like the burning sun, swept across the entire park and locked onto Noah.

Damn it, I hate these nouveau riche the most, each one of them is much richer than me!

Noah almost drooled when he saw those golden weapons.