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Seeing Bai Ye nod at him, Diarmuid smiled and then disappeared completely.

Since then.

The first day of the Holy Grail War.

Lancer is no longer in play.

"This guy didn't show his true strength at all when fighting us."

The Conqueror King watched this scene, gave a wry smile, and couldn't help but say something.

He only realized this now.

Artoria stared intently at Bai Ye, her face filled with resentment and helplessness.

It's too strong.

With such strength, is there really any need to compete?

Is there still a chance of victory?

They witnessed Bai Ye's strength.

This thought inevitably crossed everyone's mind.

Holy Grail War.

How could such an extraordinary Heroic Spirit appear?

Exceeding the specifications.

Under this attack.

All their dreams and ambitions were shattered.

There is no possibility of victory in sight.

now.

All the Masters in the Holy Grail War were filled with despair.

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Such a change occurred.

The conqueror king Iskandar and Artoria wisely stopped there.

They were getting ready to leave.

Still fighting?

What's the point of fighting here?

Isn't that just going up there to your death?

To show his harmlessness, the Conqueror even raised his hands with an innocent expression.

When he and Artoria left.

They were also afraid that Bai Ye would attack them.

After all, Lancer had already left the field, and Archer was seriously injured and unable to move.

The Conqueror King and King Arthur were no match for the White Night.

Taking down four Servants at once here seems like a pretty good option.

Fortunately, they left.

Bai Ye had no intention of attacking them.

……

"I want to die, I want to die, I want to die..."

"Hey, kid."

"It's all over, it's all over, it's all over..."

“I said, kid.”

"Gibberish, crackling, splashing..."

"Snapped!"

"what!!!"

After leaving the Tohsaka family.

Before the Conqueror King Iskandar could even breathe a sigh of relief and feel at ease...

He then heard his Master staring blankly, muttering something incessantly.

Even when I spoke to him, he completely ignored me, immersed in his own world.

In response, the Conqueror King was straightforward and brutal, simply slapping him across the face.

Webber rolled three times on the ground after that slap. After groggily getting up, he rubbed his head, looked aggrieved, and looked at the Conqueror with teary eyes: "Rider, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? I should be asking you what you're doing," the Conqueror King said irritably.

Upon hearing this, Weber snapped out of his daze, but his gaze remained somewhat blank as he said, "Dead, the teacher is dead, and he died so easily, on the very first day of the war."

That's right, this is what terrifies Weber the most at this moment.

That is, Kenneth's death.

Keep in mind that Weber is still a student at the Clock Tower.

Kenneth, on the other hand, is a mentor high above the Clock Tower.

In Weber's eyes.

Kenneth was born into a prestigious family and is the ninth head of the Archibald family. He is powerful and unfathomable.

That's the kind of person I am.

In Bai Ye's hands, it was as easy as crushing an ant.

How could Weber not be terrified?

Even Kenneth could die.

Compared to Kenneth, he's far inferior!

"Teacher? Oh, you mean Lancer's master? That kind of guy actually used such evil methods in the midst of a sacred battle, he deserves to die."

When the Conqueror King heard Waver's words, he frowned at first, but quickly realized what was going on.

After all, aside from the heroic spirits, there's only one other person who dies on the battlefield.

However, this applies to Kenneth, who secretly stabs heroes in the back.

The Conqueror King didn't give him a friendly look either.

“Rider, you don’t understand, you don’t understand at all. That’s my teacher. The reason I was able to participate in this Holy Grail War and summon you, Rider, is because I stole my teacher’s relic at the beginning.” Waver shook his head frantically as he spoke.

"Hahaha, really? Then I really have to thank you. Otherwise, just thinking about competing for the Holy Grail from those cowardly and despicable people is enough to make me miserable." The King of Conquerors laughed heartily, completely unconcerned, and instead praised him.

Weber was almost in tears.

He found that he could barely speak a word whenever he talked to Rider.

Rider's brain and his brain.

Then they are not the same species!

"However, Berserker's power is something I really didn't expect."

After laughing, the Conqueror King recalled the battle just now and said with a wry smile.

Even now, he still feels a bit lingering fear.

If Berserker had insisted on keeping them there...

Neither he nor Saber knew if they could escape.

"Yeah, yeah, and Berserker too! That guy, how come he's so rational as a berserker?! And he's so strong?!"

Upon hearing this, Weber recalled Bai Ye and felt a chill run down his spine. He felt like he was about to collapse and said, on the verge of tears:

"If Berserker is this strong, is there any point in fighting? It's a sure way to die. We might as well just give the Holy Grail to Berserker. That way, we might be able to save our lives."

This incident caused a Master in the Holy Grail War to lose his dream.

"What depressing words are you talking about?"

The Conqueror King, both amused and annoyed, slapped Waver on the back of the head again, and said with an air of arrogance and boundless pride:

"It's not like there's absolutely no chance of victory. We have so many Masters and Servants in the Holy Grail War. If we all join forces, do you think Berserker can kill us all before he runs out of mana?"

"As a king, no matter how strong the opponent or how ruthless the enemy, as long as there is even the slightest chance of victory, I will not surrender! I will not give up! Until victory!!!"

Iskandar, the Conqueror, spoke with great momentum and boundless pride.

No matter how strong Bai Ye is.

He couldn't possibly be scared by Bai Ye.

What a joke.

He was a mighty conqueror.

Even Weber was stunned, and said in utter horror:

"Rider, you don't intend to attack Berserker's Master, do you? I advise you not to. I'm young again, and I don't want to die yet."

Upon hearing this, the Conqueror King staggered and nearly lost his composure.

The look in Webber's eyes began to turn somewhat unfriendly.

This kid.

But there is no way.

They witnessed Bai Ye's strength.

Webber simply couldn't figure out how to defeat the Berserker, who was as strong as a monster.

The only flaw.

That's probably the Master of Berserker.

Once Berserker's Master is defeated, Berserker will naturally be eliminated.

But Kenneth's example serves as a stark warning.

Weber didn't dare to even entertain the thought of it; instead, he was filled with utter terror.

No! Don't do that kind of thing!

They will die, they definitely will die.

The Conqueror King was gritting his teeth, saying, "How could I, as a king, do such a despicable thing? However, I still have my trump card. Kid, I am, after all, the Conqueror King Iskandar the Great. You don't think I can conquer the entire European continent with just those two broken oxcarts, do you?"

"True card?"

Upon hearing this, Webber's expression lit up, and he immediately perked up: "So, your trump card can deal with that Berserker?"

"Of course not!"

The Conqueror King said without hesitation.

He still has a sense of self-awareness.

"You can't say what I'm saying..."

Upon hearing this, Weber's expression immediately fell, and he looked like he was about to cry.

He gives people hope and then despair; Rider is playing with him.

"Just like I said before, just because I can't doesn't mean we can't even if we join forces. Don't forget, in the battle just now, neither Saber nor I used our Noble Phantasms."

"Although I don't know who Saber is from history, I can sense the powerful energy within her. The effect of her Noble Phantasm is definitely not weak, especially if you add other Heroic Spirits to that..."

Upon hearing this, Iskandar, the Conqueror, scratched the back of his head and chuckled.