I'm really not a top magician

If Weber had been more open-minded, he would have gotten the answer he wanted long ago, but he must have had many concerns. After all, as a magician, he was still completely immature, and that feeling of powerlessness made Weber afraid to ask Rider.

But even though he thought this in his heart, he still refused to bow to Rider. After all, it was already embarrassing enough to be ordered around by his own servant.

He was indeed weak and incompetent. After recent events, Weber had to admit this.

Because of this, Webber needs to rely on more preparations on the weekend to bring victory in the battle. If this is the case, perhaps Rider will not dare to underestimate himself anymore. So with this idea in mind, Webber, like Rider, remained silent.

Soon, Weber had passed through the residential area and walked into a mixed woods that was to be developed into a green park.

Passing through the dense forest where no path had yet been opened, Waver walked towards the deepest part.

Although the scene here during the day and at night was completely different, Waver still moved forward in a very familiar way.

After finally arriving at his destination and confirming that everything was safe, Waver breathed a sigh of relief.

After spreading the thermal pad on the ground covered with fallen leaves, Waver sat on it and took out the lunch box he had just bought at the convenience store and started eating.

The microwaved lunch box had gone cold and tasted less delicious, but that didn't matter now.

The most important thing now is to take in the energy needed to sustain life.

"That? Is it delicious?"

I haven't heard the sound of rider for a whole day.

Even if he became a spirit, would food still be the thing that could attract his attention? Waver couldn't help but wonder blankly.

"No, it's terrible. I'm afraid this is the worst thing about Japanese cuisine," Weber replied.

The spirit-like rider sighed regretfully and said, "Kid, remember that shop called Jianbing Zhong Kui you passed by in Xindu just now? The new-style pancakes there are really amazing. It's a pity you didn't buy any."

"If you really want to eat, get back to your normal state quickly," Weber said.

For a moment, a silent atmosphere filled the air between the two of them. However, Weber, who had seen through the truth, was rarely so calm in front of Rider.

He devoured his eel bento in big mouthfuls and continued, "Do you know where this is? This is where you were summoned. It goes without saying how high the spiritual level is here. And the magic circle used that night hasn't been destroyed yet. This is the most suitable leyline in Fuyuki for you. Staying here will definitely help with your recovery."

ps: 1 today, and I still owe 1 chapters.

Chapter 286 Weber's Preparation (Part ) [Update ]

In fact, Weber noticed this a long time ago.

A large Noble Phantasm like the King's Army should consume a huge amount of magic power.

But at that time, Waver did not feel that a large amount of his magic power was being drained away.

The only explanation is that Rider used his own magic.

Furthermore, in order to deploy such a powerful barrier and maintain it for a period of time, a large amount of magic power would be consumed. Moreover, Rider himself had been severely injured in the battle with Caster while trapped within the barrier.

Thinking this way, it can also explain why Rider showed the feeling of "being able to fight, but not participating" in the next few days.

It seems that that battle consumed a lot of his magic power.

Even though he was so weak, he was still pretending in front of other heroes.

I really don't know what to say...

"I'll be staying here all day. I'll be doing nothing but sleeping, so you can take whatever magic power I have. Just don't kill me. That way, it should be helpful for your recovery."

Weber said as he took out the prepared sheets.

The rider's spirit seemed to be silent for a moment, mouth wide open in surprise, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha. If you noticed it, why didn't you tell me earlier? Well, I'm so sorry."

"Fool! If you don't recover quickly from your current condition, I'll be the one in danger!" Weber couldn't help but get angry.

But I think the carefree rider feels embarrassed this time.

After all, what Weber said was true. If someone knew that Rider was injured and took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, then Weber would be finished. Or even better, even if the opponent didn't know that Rider was really injured, but still attacked Rider, Rider would not be able to fight with his full strength.

Thinking of this, Rider also realized that his behavior was a bit reckless.

But Weber understood that the reason for this situation was actually himself.

The reason Weber was unwilling to allow Rider to remain in physical form was because, as the master, Weber's supply of magic power was far less than the magic power consumption required for Rider's recovery.

Of course, this fact is a shame for any master.

He was not worthy of commanding a servant as powerful as Rider.

Such weakness is the most true portrayal of Weber.

If it were his old self, he might have felt ashamed, even angry. After all, he had such confidence in his own abilities. But now, while Waver still felt sad, he felt more of a sense of realization. Now that he understood his own weakness, he should face it, just like Sajo Aika!

That's why Weber came here today to replenish Rider's magic power.

After Weber finished his lunchbox, he downed the nutritional supplement he had bought and asked Rider, "What's wrong? Why haven't you said anything?"

"No, I was wondering if I could hold on a little longer. The battle by the river wasn't as exhausting as I expected."

In order to prevent the sea monsters summoned by Caster from landing, Rider maintained the range of the King's Army's inherent barrier beyond its limit. Anyway, that was a bit too much.

"So your trump card consumes unexpectedly much mana, doesn't it?" Weber said.

"No. It's just a little bigger in scale. Those guys in the army are not summoned, so it doesn't take too much magic power to maintain them." Rider explained.

But Weber didn't believe this at all:

"Liar. That level of magic requires a lot of magic power just to be activated. And once activated, the army summoned is an unexpected consumption for you, right?"

"When I first saw it, I thought it was truly as effective as you said. But now I think the amount of magic power you absorbed from my magic circuits during the initial battle with Assassin was indeed too little."

It was precisely because Rider received too little magic from Weber in the western region that Weber had a wrong understanding of the magic power needed by the King's Army.

Magic also needs to follow the principle of equal exchange. It is definitely not an easy task to perform magic on such a large scale.

Weber couldn't help but feel that he had been too naive before.

He sat up on his thermal pad, took off his boots and got into his sleeping bag.

"Rider, why didn't you even use the magic power that should have been borne by me, but instead used your own stored magic power? And you did this on your own initiative twice. What is your intention?" Waver asked.

"This is it."

It seemed hard to explain, Rider sighed deeply.

"To be frank, as a Servant, I am a pure soul killer. If I were to involve you with my magic at full power, it would even threaten your life."

"Then you have to tell me." Weber said angrily, "This isn't just your battle, it's mine too. No matter how powerful a hero you are, I'm still your master. You have to discuss everything with me. We both came here to win!"

It was rare for Weber to want to speak his mind.

"Do you know why I wanted to seize the Holy Grail before? I had absolutely no interest in it. I just wanted to prove it to everyone! I just wanted to confirm it! Even if I, Weber, was like this, I could use my own hands to obtain what was mine! But then I realized that I really had no talent, so I gave up."

"Have you given up your ideals?" Rider was very surprised.

"No," Waver denied decisively. "My ideal was to continue studying magic. What I gave up was only the delusion of illusion. It's not shameful to admit one's weakness. But the most shameful thing is to avoid reality because of weakness. I used to be like that."

"You knew it, but you insisted on being tough. In the end, you got a bloody head. Now that I think about it, it's really amazing that Shatiao could hold it against me."

Weber chatted on and on.

Instead, Rider stared at Weber in surprise. "Kid! You seem to have changed after not seeing you for just one night? Are you still the silly boy I knew?"

"Hey! Rider! You're talking about stupidity!" Waver roared.

However, seeing Weber's expression, Rider smiled easily. "Boy, you're doing well now. At least you understand that you should fight for things that exist. I've also fought for things I didn't know existed before..."

For some reason, the rider's words were filled with a hint of pain and sadness, far from his usual domineering attitude.

"I want to see the Endless Sea with my own eyes. To realize this dream, I have been constantly conquering the world. Those who believed in me followed me without a doubt, even sacrificing their own lives. But in the end, they had only seen the Endless Sea I spoke of in their dreams."

"Finally, at the instigation of those who distrusted me, the Eastern Expeditionary Force disbanded. But this was also correct. If I had continued, my army would surely have been defeated somewhere."

"It wasn't until I arrived in this era that I realized the Earth is actually spherical. What a ridiculous joke! A single glance at a map would reveal that there's no such thing as an endless sea. My so-called ideals back then, now, seem like mere fantasies."

Weber was silent.

Even if this is the truth.

But it was still quite a shock to Weber to have Iskandar say it himself.

The man who once so courageously advanced towards the bright dream in his heart was now so calmly denying his own dream. Waver had also experienced this feeling last night.

However, the words of comfort got stuck in Waver's throat and he didn't say them in the end.

Because men are creatures who prove everything through actions, and I can never express it clearly with words.

"I'm tired of seeing others sacrificed because of my willfulness. If we can find the Holy Grail, I will go with you. Even if we face failure in the end, I will still be your Master!"

Weber said so.

Even though he couldn't even carry out the simplest magical attack on his own face, he couldn't even see the weakness of the servant who was forcing himself to participate in the battle.

But for the battle ahead, he had no choice but to do whatever he could to face it.

Perhaps moved by Waver's bold words, the spirit-formed rider's voice returned to its usual cheerful tone. He laughed heartily, "Boy, that's self-evidently unnecessary! Well, it's true that your magic circuits are much stronger than usual, and the leylines here are quite good too. Rest like this all day, and you can start a big business again at night!"

Waver himself could feel the magic power being absorbed by Rider through the magic circuit. The burning sensation in his chest had completely disappeared, replaced by an intense feeling of fatigue. It felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. Even moving a finger or opening his eyes became difficult.

Weber gradually became too tired to resist the urge to sleep, so he lay down in his new sleeping bag, feeling the warmth of the duvet.

"Okay, stop holding on. Go to sleep, kid. Rest is your fight now."

"Um..."

Although there is still a lot to say, I will talk about it after I wake up.

Although I don't have to worry about him hitting me on the forehead when talking to the rider who has no physical form, I always feel like something is missing.

And anyway, even speaking now feels exhausting. Better get some sleep.

So Weber gradually relaxed his almost exhausted body and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 287: Let’s put a final word on this era [Second update]

At 3 p.m., there were still 13 hours until the final battle.

Lisa came to Fuyuki Citizens Hall alone.

This facility, which cost a total of 8 billion yen to build, is considered a symbol of the Fuyuki New Town development along with the station center building project.

It covers an area of 6,600 square meters and has a construction area of 4,700 square meters. It is a mixed structure with four floors above ground and one floor underground.

The two-story music hall can accommodate more than 3,000 people.

The new design of the famous architect makes this modern civic center as magnificent as an ancient temple, which reflects the ambition of Fuyuki City to develop a new capital.

However, only the exterior is complete.

The interior decoration is currently underway in preparation for the opening ceremony, but it will be put into actual use only a short time later.

Apart from the minimum safety measures, even the power supply equipment was not installed. Although it was noon and the staff were busy, Lisa still decisively used magic to drive all the idlers nearby out of the building.

But the amazing thing is that it was completely accidental that this civic center was located on Fuyuki's newest spiritual vein. But to put it another way, it was precisely because of the specificity of this place, or the feng shui, that the local government chose to build the civic center here.

All in all, it was indeed a coincidence.

Lisa stood on the rooftop, her face calm as she scanned the area surrounding the Civic Center. Unlike other spiritual vein locations, this one had a very poor location, making it a poorly suited location for combat. This was why the senior student wasn't planning to hold a firm position, but rather to divide her forces.

Rather than defending a place without any defense protection, it may be more effective to take the initiative to attack the enemy directly.

Lisa also had to admire the senior's intelligence.

Of course, Lisa came here ahead of everyone else not to visit,

She also has another mission - to kill Emiya Kiritsugu.

Based on her understanding of Emiya Kiritsugu,

Emiya Kiritsugu is a well-trained killing machine.

The more times like this happen, the more he will adjust his emotions and physical condition to a mechanical level.

Therefore, if we continue to focus on the possibility that he might protect the Lesser Holy Grail - Alice, then it is very likely that this is what Kiritsugu Emiya has in mind.

As a killer, his greatest advantage is assassination.

So in order to get rid of the enemy faster,

Emiya Kiritsugu will definitely instruct Saber to secretly protect Alice, creating the illusion that he has no intention of participating in the war.

On the other hand, he secretly sneaked into the area around the Civic Hall in advance, set traps, and assassinated Sajo Aika.

It was precisely because she knew what Emiya Kiritsugu was thinking that Lisa took advantage of the situation and rushed here as soon as possible.