Artoria on the side also nodded. Although they were enemies, she obviously agreed with Diarmait's words.

 But...why did Mordred call her father?

 Sieg looked at Altria with a curious look. If King Arthur was a woman, then where did Mordred come from?

 Altria felt a chill, as if something was crawling up her spine and making her shiver.

 She turned her head and followed the source of the gaze, and saw Sieg's curious eyes.

 “What a pity…”

 Iskandar scratched his head but didn't get discouraged. Instead, he turned his attention to Artoria and Sieg.

 "What about you? Are you interested in joining my team?"

 Altria closed her eyes.

 "Did you interrupt my match with Lancer just to make these jokes?"

 It can be seen that the girl who is somewhat similar to Irisviel is a person with her own principles. She has clearly had many opportunities along the way, including not long ago, when she had the opportunity to attack Irisviel.

 But she didn't do that, and even blocked the remaining power for Irisviel...

 "This is because your competition was so exciting that I was impulsive and wanted to recruit you. This is indeed my fault. I sincerely apologize to you."

 Iskandar got out of the car without any kingly demeanor, bowed to the two of them and apologized, then turned around and looked at Sieg again.

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 "Girl, what's wrong with you? I can sense that you are not weaker than any of the warriors here."

 "Me..."

 Sieg shook his head slightly, and his long silver hair swayed slightly with the movement. The moonlight shone on his hair, emitting bursts of white light.

 "I have no interest in the Holy Grail, nor do I intend to fight for it. As for joining your army, something unpleasant happened last time, so please refuse."

 Sieg paused, cleared his throat, looked at Iskandar's somewhat disappointed expression, and then continued:

 "But if it's just my friend, I can accept it."

 Sieg put away Balmon, and the greatsword in his hand turned into spirit particles flying away in the sky and disappeared. Then Sieg stretched out his hand towards Iskandar.

 "Oh! Of course! Your name is—"

 "Sieg, that's all."

 Iskandar shook Sieg's hand and smiled brightly, just like Spartacus did back then.

 "Very good, I will remember this name!"

 At the same time, Irisviel and Emiya Kiritsugu's side was in complete chaos. There were not many androids with names in Einzbern, and very short names were rare, but there was really no one named Sieg.

 After the formal greeting, Sieg slowly retreated to Irisviel's side and looked at her carefully.

 "For the sake of being of the same race, I'll help you..."

 Sieg said as he pressed a gold coin into Irisviel's hand and whispered in her ear.

 Seeing this, Artoria almost rushed over immediately but was stopped by Irisviel with a gesture because of Sieg's words:

 "If the Servant's soul can no longer be suppressed and the body gradually loses its functions, come to me..."

 Sieg has already figured out how to get the servants' magic power for free. As long as the small holy grail in front of him can't hold on, he can go over and collect it and take it away to feed the large holy grail to replenish its magic power.

 "The rest depends on you guys... I can see you don't want to leave..."

 After finishing his words, Sieg stepped aside and quietly watched everyone waiting for the development of the situation.

 This Holy Grail War is definitely impossible to fight. After all, the Holy Grail has been completely contaminated. Instead of releasing it to harm the world, it is better to keep it inside and let Justissa and I retrieve it.

 Now it depends on whether the servants who participated in the battle can accept it...

 If she accepted, it was fine. If she didn't, it didn't matter. After all, she was already a dragon that had taken away humanity's immortality, so taking it away again wouldn't matter...

 If Jeanne were here, she would definitely choose the same...

 This is... who I choose to be.

 "It just happened to be you..."

 An arrogant voice was heard in the broadcast-like magic.

 The young man who had sat up and flapped Iskandar's cloak suddenly looked ashen, and his body trembled more with every word in his arrogant voice.

 "I was wondering what had gotten into you to steal my relic, but I never imagined you'd actually want to participate in the Holy Grail War yourself, Waver Velvet-san."

 Weber's pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost shrank into Iskandar's chariot, not daring to show out at all.

 "For you, I will provide you with some extracurricular instruction on the killing of magicians."

 A large hand patted Weber on the back. He raised his head and was responded with a reassuring smile from Iskandar. Then Iskandar raised his head and looked at the sky.

 "Magician! From what I've heard, you wanted to replace this brat as my Master... If that's the case, then that's ridiculous! The one who becomes my Master must be a warrior who can fight alongside me on the battlefield! Not a rat like you who dares to hide in the shadows!"

 This was followed by a burst of laughter. The man hiding in the darkness gritted his teeth and stared at Iskandar and his Master with unfriendly eyes.

 "Hey! There are other people here!"

 "Those guys are hiding in the darkness and watching!"

 "Is there more than one person attracted here..."

 Artoria raised her sword and stood on guard, blocking Irisviel behind her.

 A wave of magical power slowly emerged, and golden spirit particles continued to gather together to condense into a golden figure.

 "Heroic spirits summoned by the Holy Grail! Gather here now! Cowards who fear to show their faces will be despised by King Iskandar of Conquerors!"

 The golden figure stood on the street lamp, and its scarlet vertical pupils scanned everyone from top to bottom, and finally met Sieg's red dragon pupils.

 The two looked at each other, and the golden figure showed an interesting smile.

 "I am truly surprised that someone like you would even exist in this Holy Grail War... If heroes need a definition, you are undoubtedly one of a kind..."

 Sieg smacked his lips as he looked at the golden figure talking to himself. There were many people familiar with this Holy Grail War.

 Very weak

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 Ssin, the golden servant, the familiar rider...

 "You are the one who has the right to move freely before me, the Dragon of the End who brought about the end, opened up new life, and saved the world... But—"

 The golden figure's words were like a stone thrown into a lake in everyone's hearts, immediately stirring up a thousand waves.

 Of course they knew what a dragon meant; it was the pinnacle of fantasy.

 The words "the Dragon of the End" that brings the end and opens up a new life are beyond the scope of ordinary dragons, and we can only keep looking for more famous dragons.

 There was only one person who fit this description, but no one wanted to think that way.

 If it really is that dragon, then in terms of mysteriousness, all the people present here combined might not even match it.

 Changing the subject, the golden figure looked at the rest of the crowd:

 "There are suddenly a lot more rats who ignore my existence and call themselves kings."

 "What you said doesn't make sense... I, Iskandar, am known as the King of Conquerors..."

 Iskandar responded without stopping his movements. He pressed the second Weber into the car and blocked him with his tall body.

 "What a joke! I'm the only hero in the world who truly deserves to be king! The rest are just worthless bastards!"

 "Now that we've come to this point, why don't you tell me your name first?"

 Iskandar flicked his cloak and stretched out his hand toward the golden figure on the streetlight.

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 fz will probably be a heartwarming story

 Except for Director Ken and Group C, everyone will have a happy ending.

 To the Other Side: Part III: Storm

 "Since you are also a king, you can't be afraid to announce your name, right?"

 King of Conquerors Iskandar fearlessly extended his hand to the golden figure looking down at the crowd from the streetlight and extended an invitation.

 "How dare a mere bastard ask me that?"

 The street lights beneath his feet continued to flicker, sometimes brighter and sometimes dimmer, and the man began to count down his life in anger.

 In his view, Iskandar's words were a clear provocation to him, the heroic king.

 "Crack!"

 Glass fragments flew everywhere, and the street lights under my feet completely ran out of light ahead of time, becoming extremely dim and losing their light.

 "How dare you enjoy the honor of being able to meet me and yet not recognize me?"

 Sieg looked at the big words "Gilgamesh" on the panel and sighed helplessly. If you don't tell me, who would know who you are?

 There was so much golden glitter going on, and he had a battle with Karna not long ago.

 Golden ripples appeared behind Gilgamesh, and the dazzling golden light stimulated his eyes accustomed to darkness. A sword and a halberd emerged from the ripples and aimed at everyone.

 "Such a foolish person doesn't deserve to live!"

 A flash of golden light cut through the air and rushed towards the crowd.

 There was a huge crash, followed by smoke rising into the sky and torn ground.

 "Roar?"

 Gilgamesh stood on the street lamp with his arms folded. More ripples appeared behind him, and various weapons emerged from the ripples and aimed at the center of the smoke.

 "Is this his Noble Phantasm? I see, he used that to kill the assassin..."

 Iskandar stroked his chin with his right hand and kept thinking while watching Gilgamesh's attack.

 Although he looked like a big, strong man, he actually had his mind set on the right path. After all, he was still the King of Conquerors, and brute force alone wouldn't have conquered so much territory.

 "Do you want a fight?"

 The surging magic power blew away the surrounding smoke, and the huge aura made everyone around subconsciously step back.

 Sieg's figure appeared before everyone, his right hand grasping the handle of the halberd, while the other sword was tightly held in his mouth.

 “Click, click…”

 A shattering sound came from Sieg's mouth, and the blade of the sword broke in an instant and fell to the ground.

 "Although in a sense you are right, I am indeed a half-blood. But this does not mean that I agree with your statement..."

 Sieg raised his head and stared at Gilgamesh regardless of everyone's surprised and astonished looks.

 Brilliant aurora and solar halos emanated from her chest, and her magic power level began to rise continuously. Even Artoria, who possessed the heart of a red dragon, was shocked by this level of magic power.

 A chewing sound came from Sieg's mouth, and then his throat moved as if he was swallowing something.

 "She wouldn't eat the shards of the sword blade, would she?"

 Waver hid in Iskandar's chariot, only showing a pair of eyes to observe the outside world.

 "Although I don't really like fighting..."

 Balmung slowly emerged in Sieg's hand, with the tip of the sword pointing straight at Gilgamesh. The surging magic power continued to roll, and the whole person had entered a combat state.

 "But I don't like being provoked..."

 "you this--"

 No arrogance at the beginning

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 This time, Gilgamesh knew exactly what kind of being he was fighting.

 From the initial test, it immediately turned into an all-out attack. Golden ripples continued to appear, and the speed of the treasure launch continued to increase, even forming a straight line. The entire sky was dyed with golden afterglow.

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