I'm really not a top magician

P.S. I finally finished my paper today. I am so exhausted.

Chapter 289 The King and the Magician [Fourth Update]

12 o'clock midnight, 2 hours until the final battle

Weber awoke from a dreamless sleep.

What I saw when I opened my eyes was the same darkness as in sleep. The forest where he slept during the day was now completely plunged into starry darkness.

Night fell again. For those who command the Servants, this is an inevitable time of battle.

The night wind that was as cold as murder did not make him feel uneasy at all. The breath that made this uneasiness and fear disappear was right next to him.

The materialized Rider had already fully prepared for battle and was currently flipping through Homer's epic poems.

The hard cover, which seemed heavy and depressing to Weber, seemed small and light to the Government King.

The giant was absorbed in his small world of words. He seemed to be very interested in flipping through the pages of the book, and even carefully watched the movements of his fingertips.

It seemed that he really liked this book, and Weber couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If you were to ask Rider now, "Why was I born?" his answer might not be a desire to conquer the world, but rather, "Without fingers, I can't read Homer." This is what an existentialist would say.

This man is just that kind of person.

He yearns for heroes in the distance, dreams of enjoying fine wine and delicious food, and regards the ambition to conquer the world as a desire as common as eating and sleeping.

This unique personality attracted many men to follow him for life.

In human history, there has been such a man.

"Hmm? Boy, are you awake?"

Rider's interest in the adventures of Achilles, which he had read countless times, remained undiminished. He smiled like a naughty child and looked at Waver.

No matter who he belongs to, he will always show this smile.

Whether it is for the heroes who once shared life and death with him, or for a useless contractor like Weber.

"Didn't I tell you to wake me up at night? What are you doing?"

"Ah, I'm sorry. I was fascinated by it without realizing it. However, it's still early in the night. I don't think I need to be so anxious tonight. I just need to calm down and deal with it."

"why?"

Questioning again made the giant man open his mouth and fall into thinking.

"Well, rather than trying to find the enemy, it might be better to wait for them to call us and then engage in a head-on battle. I have a feeling something big is going to happen tonight."

Rider said nonchalantly.

Weber nodded slightly without asking the reason.

Even if Satsuki didn't set a date for the final battle, Waver had already sensed that the Holy Grail War had entered a critical moment.

If I have to say it, it's because the air tonight is too quiet.

After Assassin and Caster were dealt with, the atmosphere in Fuyuki City became increasingly strange. The unusual aura that Waver had sensed overnight in the town was changing, from a chaotic commotion to a heavy sense of urgency.

Therefore, Waver did not raise any objection to Rider's intuition.

Precisely because he was the King of Conquerors, galloping across various battlefields and issuing strategic orders, his sixth sense was much more reliable than that of Waver, who was still inexperienced.

However, when Waver thought about how Kenneth El-Melloi had left Fuyuki a long time ago, he still felt a little regretful and always wanted to prove himself in front of that bastard Kenneth.

Waver had personally experienced the unimaginably arduous training required to march into battle alongside the Heroic Spirits. Even if he was a renowned genius in magic, the Holy Grail War couldn't be predicted by a magus's common sense. The thought of him undergoing the same arduous training as himself filled him with joy, yet a tinge of sympathy swelled within him.

Waver once again felt the change in his mood.

No one expected that they would undergo such a big change.

As he sighed, a light but noticeable surge of magical power dispelled his sleepiness.

"what is this?"

"This fluctuation of magic power is really strange. I seem to have encountered something similar before."

Hearing Rider's words, Waver recalled the exact same feeling he had had when the Cathedral Church had raised the signal fire to summon the Masters.

In order to see the sky, he walked out of the woods, and a magical flash appeared in the northeast, accompanied by more vivid colors than last time.

“This form is…”

Weber froze.

"What is this? Some kind of symbol?" Rider asked.

Waver nodded. "The lights are different colors. Four and seven represent Emoeror (achievement) and Chariot (victory). By emitting this kind of signal smoke, is Shatiao trying to announce victory in the Holy Grail War?"

Rider frowned at Weber's explanation. "It seems Sajo Aika has gotten so impatient that she's declared victory without authorization. This is a challenge, telling us to come here if we have any objections. In other words, she's trying to lead us to the decisive battle she's designated."

Rider laughed fiercely, staring at the glowing smoke in the sky, as if to say, "That's exactly what I want."

"Very good, very good. This saves us the trouble of searching. Faced with such a provocation, I don't think any Servant would sit still. Those still alive will surely gather at the place where the signal smoke was sent. Humph! Just as I expected, tonight is the time for the decisive battle."

The burly body of the conquering king was trembling with joy and fighting spirit.

Weber looked at this fierce heroic spirit with cold eyes as if he was watching from a distance.

"Really? We have finally reached the final stage."

"That's right. Now that the battlefield has been decided, I can't embarrass the Rider class."

Rider drew out his Celtic sword and raised it high into the sky.

"Show yourself, my BMW!"

Following the call, a light that pierced through space burst out from the torn void. A horse that Waver was familiar with appeared, shining with the light of a heroic spirit.

Bucephalus, the horned Heroic Horse. The legendary horse that once bore the King of Conquerors across the Eastern world. Now, having traveled through time and space to the side of his Allies, it galloped down the asphalt, neighing with eagerness for battle.

Although Iskandar's Ace King Army needed to be brought together to form a barrier to prevent interference from the outside world, just like Mithrines who served as a messenger in the Mion River,

If it is manifested alone, it is within the allowable range of ordinary space.

"Come on, kid. It's not as comfortable as sitting in the cockpit, but you'll have to make do with it. Come on up, my friend."

Rider, riding on his beloved horse, moved his body back, making room for Waver.

Waver knew that these words, spoken with the same smile as usual, were meant for himself.

But at this moment, the strongest part of his heart collapsed. Although he tried his best to protect it, it only took a moment to destroy it.

Tears welled up in his eyes like spring water. When they flowed down from his nose, they mixed with the snot, making it difficult for him to breathe, and it was even more difficult to make a sound. Even so, he still choked and asked.

"Can someone like me really be by your side?"

"You have been to the battlefield with me so many times, why are you still saying this now? You idiot."

The Conqueror laughed at the boy's tears as if it were a joke at a banquet, and patted his thin shoulder.

"Aren't you a man who faces the enemy with me? Then, you are a friend. Stand shoulder to shoulder with me with your chest raised."

Weber forgot to laugh at himself.

Forget the humiliation before today, the fear of tomorrow, and the fear of facing death at that moment.

There would be no failure, no humiliation. He was now with the King of Conquerors. As long as he believed and ran on the road to dominance, no matter how unreliable his feet were, he would reach the end of the world. He firmly believed this.

"Then open your eyes and watch carefully, my boy. We will seize the Holy Grail!"

"Ah, I will certainly watch with these eyes!"

The legendary horse neighed in victory and began to gallop, leading the king and the magician, who were connected by heart, towards the decisive battle with their mortal enemy.

The place shown by the smoke is on the other side of the Miyuan River, where Fuyuki's fourth spiritual vein is located.

ps: 10000 updated today, 4 chapters still owed

P.S.: I am so exhausted from working on my thesis recently. I guess I might travel through time someday. Hehe

Chapter 290: Sha Tiao Aige and Rider [Update ]

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The sleeping streets were even quieter than usual.

Influenced by Altria's magic, everyone left the area around the Civic Hall. There was not even a shadow of a car on the street. Only the asphalt road was illuminated palely by the street lights in the cold winter night.

The deserted streets gave the illusion of being transported to a life-size toy. If places beyond ordinary human knowledge were called otherworldly, then Fuyuki City at night was undoubtedly that.

A horse galloped across the night sky as if no one was around.

Waver rode on that leaping back, galloping toward the deathly place. Behind him was the broad and solid bosom of the King of Conquerors, so close that he could almost feel the roar of its drums.

Weber would never forget this tense and quiet feeling of exhilaration. There are moments in the world called "the moment of truth."

That is the moment to liberate the soul from all deception and embellishment, to accept the whole picture of the world calmly and to be in awe of it.

And that is exactly what Weber is like now.

There is no need to search for the mysteries and contradictions in the world, just accept them calmly.

The meaning of life and death can be understood without words.

That is a time of supreme happiness, when one is liberated from all the confusion and perplexity of a miserable life.

The mount leisurely passed through the sleepy streets and leaped towards the river bank shrouded in the night. In the silent moonlit night, the bridge at the destination was illuminated snow-white by the misty mercury lamps.

"Rider, what is that?"

Weber stretched out his finger, and the Conqueror nodded slightly in affirmation.

A petite figure stood on a bridge as bright as day, yet her presence exuded an immense majesty. Although a hundred meters away, Waver could still sense her aura.

Sandbar Love Song,

The genius of the Clock Tower, the youngest crowned magician, the new king of Great Britain,

These titles worn by each other are always telling of the strength of Sajo Aika.

Weber knew that even if he joined forces with Rider, they might not be able to defeat Aika Satiao, but he also knew that Aika Satiao was an opponent he had to face.

"Are you scared, kid?"

Rider noticed Waver's mood and asked softly.

"No." Weber answered honestly, without any pretense, "I feel excited."

The Conqueror smiled proudly upon hearing the tense reply.

"That's right. The stronger the enemy, the more intense the desire to drink the wine of victory becomes. Hum, you have become smarter too."

Bucephalus carried Rider, who was roaring loudly, to the bridge in an upright manner.

The conqueror king of the old era and the new king of the new era,

For two people who both want to occupy the fourth lane of the road, the other is the biggest obstacle on their way forward.

The two met on a narrow road on the bridge, with no way to retreat or avoid.

The battle between the two kings is destined to be a battlefield.

As if he understood the rider's intention, Bucephalus stopped riding.

Rider stroked the horse's mane in encouragement.

"Boy, wait here first."

"Hey?"

Rider dismounted and walked leisurely towards the waiting enemy.

As agreed beforehand, Aika Sajo asked her servant Altria to stay behind her and not move, while she herself approached proudly.

They are not just rivals competing with each other.

He is also a king who must be conquered.

In this case, necessary etiquette must be observed before a confrontation.

"Rider, why did you change your mount?" Shatiao Aige teased.

"There's nothing to hide anyway, so I'll show you the king's mount." Rider shrugged calmly.