The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 241 Gather together
"Teacher, has he really gone back?" Weber looked up at the plane flying overhead. The silver fuselage left a long trail in the blue sky.

His eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty, and there was a hint of trembling in his voice.

"Of course, I'm not wrong." Iskandar crossed his arms, his eyes firm and confident.

His tall figure is like an unshakable mountain, giving people a strong sense of security.

"Lancer has been defeated." His tone was very certain.

"That's it."

Weber didn't expect Kenneth to fail. In the Clock Tower, Kenneth was a star-like figure.

His talent and strength have attracted much attention and he has always been admired by everyone.

Waver couldn't help but fall into deep thought. The cruelty and uncertainty of this Holy Grail War made him feel a little uneasy.

"Can I really survive this war?" A strong sense of regret suddenly surged in Weber's heart.

He began to doubt whether his original decision to participate in this war full of danger and unknowns was really the right choice.

"Don't worry!" Iskandar stretched out his big hand and patted Weber's shoulder vigorously.

That powerful palm seemed to convey endless strength, causing a warm current to surge in Waver's heart.

"Victory will definitely belong to us." Iskandar's voice was loud and firm, full of confidence and dominance.

"Rider!" Waver was so moved that his eyes welled up with tears.

He looked at Iskandar, his heart filled with gratitude and admiration.

Iskandar was summoned as a Rider and is an extremely powerful Heroic Spirit.

Weber was deeply impressed by his bravery, wisdom and leadership.

"What a great pairing."

Weiss's voice echoed through the air without warning.

He appeared quietly in front of the two of them, as if he had stepped out of thin air.

Iskandar reacted almost instantly. His tall body was like a solid barrier, quickly blocking Weber behind him.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk's as he stared at Weiss, all the muscles in his body tense.

After eliminating several heroes in succession, Weiss has fully demonstrated his terrifying strength.

Iskandar knew very well that he could not be careless in the face of such a powerful opponent.

Every subtle movement, every change in breath, may hide deadly danger.

"Are you going to do it here?" Iskandar's voice was low and powerful.

His eyes were fixed on Weiss.

This is a busy airport with bustling crowds and noisy sounds. If a fight breaks out here, the consequences will be unimaginable.

That could cause huge chaos and put countless innocent lives at risk.

"Of course not." Weiss shook his head gently. His movements were elegant and calm, and the smile on his face was still as warm as the spring breeze.

"Would you like to go for a drink?" His tone was relaxed and casual, as if he was inviting an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Iskandar narrowed his eyes slightly, his hand unconsciously touching his beard.

He fell into a brief moment of contemplation, his mind rapidly weighing various possibilities.

He wanted to see what Weiss was up to and what the purpose of this mysterious opponent was.

But at the same time, he also knew clearly that this might be a trap.

However, his heroic character and fearless courage finally enabled him to make the decision.

"can."

A shrine in Fuyuki City has been abandoned for a long time due to disrepair.

The surrounding area is overgrown with weeds, and the withered yellow blades sway gently in the breeze, telling the vicissitudes of time. The dilapidated buildings and mottled walls reveal a desolate feeling forgotten by time.

Weiss stood in the desolate area, waved his sleeves lightly, and powerful magic surged out like a surging tide.

In an instant, the messy weeds were cleared away, revealing a flat open space.

Then, his fingers moved slightly, as if he was plucking invisible strings, and tables, chairs and benches appeared in the open space as if by magic.

"Magic is really convenient." Iskandar couldn't help but sigh as he looked at everything in front of him.

He sat down with great confidence, his heroic posture as if a king sat on his throne.

His body was relaxed, but his eyes remained alert, not worried about any traps.

In his opinion, no matter what situation he faces, he has enough courage and strength to deal with it.

Weber also became much bolder and no longer as fearful as before.

He stood behind Iskandar, full of curiosity, looking at Weiss from time to time, his mind full of questions.

He had no idea why Wes had invited them, or what would happen next.

But next to Iskandar, he felt an inexplicable sense of security, which made him feel a little more at ease.

"As expected, you are the 'King of Conquerors'." Weiss's voice was filled with sincere praise.

His gaze lingered on Iskandar for a moment.

"To be able to make Master Waver willingly give up the initiative and obey orders through sheer charisma is something not everyone can do."

Weiss continued, his tone full of admiration for Iskandar.

Indeed, in the Holy Grail War, the relationship between Servants and Masters is often complex and subtle, but Iskandar is able to use his unique personal charm to make the young Waver willingly obey his arrangements, which is undoubtedly an extraordinary ability.

[Perhaps because he and Weber are still young and inexperienced, they are unable to suppress Iskandar.]

Weiss nodded slightly, analyzing thoughtfully.

Weber's youth and inexperience made it difficult for him to dominate against the powerful and charismatic Iskandar.

And Iskandar easily took control of the situation with his wisdom, courage and kingly demeanor.

Iskandar just smiled and said nothing.

His smile was full of confidence and calmness, as if he didn't care about Weiss's comments.

In his view, his behavior is simply out of nature, not intended to conquer or control others.

Weiss filled three glasses with wine.

The wine was golden in color, and under the sunlight, it sparkled with a layer of golden light, like a dazzling gem.

The aroma of fine wine permeates the air, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"Good wine!" exclaimed Iskandar.

As a tyrant who conquered most of Europe, he had tasted all the finest wines in the world.

However, wines of this calibre are hard to come by.

"Humph!"

A dazzling golden light suddenly flashed.

In this light, Jin Shanshan suddenly appeared, like a god descending.

He stood tall and proud in the air, looking down at the three people with disdain.

His eyes were full of arrogance and contempt. In his eyes, these three people were nothing but insignificant ants.

His aura was so powerful and oppressive that it froze the air around him.

(End of this chapter)