Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

As a former member of the Knights Templar, Diarmuid still has a bit of respect for this king who has conquered almost half of Europe.

"It seems that what I said was a little unclear."

Iskandar reached out and scratched the back of his head like a gorilla.

He looked quite majestic just now, but because of this action, his demeanor has weakened a little.

"I have descended upon this battlefield. Do you intend to give me this Holy Grail?"

"If you are willing to do this, I will regard you as my friends and share with you the joys and pleasures of the world of government."

If this were a comedy cartoon, the people present would have black lines sliding down their foreheads.

But that's actually the case.

Although it may seem a little nonsensical, this is indeed Iskandar, the path that the King of Conquerors has followed throughout his life.

"King of Conquerors, were you this naive when you were alive?"

"Why do you say that, Master of Bersarker?"

Iskandar stroked his chin and looked at Vitan with interest.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with my idea. This is exactly what I think in my heart. How can it be naive?"

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"Those who exist here now are all heroes of that era, not those who were conquered by you."

Vitan said this with a little helplessness, but his voice did not sound polite.

"They responded to the call of the Holy Grail in order to fulfill their regrets and unfulfilled wishes during their lifetime."

"What you just said is to make them let go of their beliefs and obsessions."

"Yes, King of Conquerors."

Altria looked at Iskandar with her own hostile gaze.

"Just like what Bersarker's Master said, I came here to complete the regrets of my previous life."

"Besides, I am also the king of Great Britain. We are both kings, and you dare say such words to me."

"Rider, your insults to me are even worse than those to Bersarker's Master."

Saber no longer had any intention of hiding her true identity.

There was no way, because her Wind King barrier had been pierced by the Noble Phantasm "Devil-Breaking Red Rose", revealing Excaliber inside.

With this iconic and powerful weapon, there was no point for her to continue hiding her identity.

It would be better to admit it openly at this time, which would make her feel more relaxed.

"Although I admire your courage in exposing your family background, Rider, it is impossible for me to be loyal to you."

"Even before I was summoned, I had already decided to be loyal to my only monarch in this world, to offer him the Holy Grail, and to win victory."

Diarmuid's voice was extremely firm.

When he came to the world this time, he did not have any wishes placed on the Holy Grail, or rather, his wishes had already begun from the moment he came to the world.

That is to make up for the regret of not being loyal to his lord during his lifetime, and devote himself wholeheartedly to his current lord.

"Really? This seems really regrettable."

"They are all rare heroes in the world, but I cannot recruit them under my command. It is really a great pity."

Iskandar was truly feeling regretful.

His whole life was a process of conquest, conquering land and conquering enemies.

It really made him feel upset that he could meet so many talented people but was unable to conquer them.

However, after Vitan's rather straightforward speech just now.

He also realized how abrupt and unreasonable his previous remarks were.

"In this case, it seems that I really have to give up."

Slightly reluctant to take his eyes off Saber and Lancer, Iskandar fixed his gaze on Vitan, his pupils showing no reservations about his admiration.

"So, Master of Bersarker, what about you?"

"I already understand the obsession of the Heroic Spirit, but the fact that you can accompany your Servant on the battlefield has already proved your bravery and fearlessness."

"Are you willing to join me and share the joy of conquering the world with me?"

It can't be considered unexpected, it can only be considered expected?

Facing that intimidating gaze, Vitan smiled indifferently.

"Don't focus on me, Rider. Don't you already have a Master who is willing to ride on the battlefield with you?"

Then, Vitan's face turned cold.

"Besides, I'm not used to being inferior to others."

He is indeed just an insignificant clone of the original body now.

But that doesn't mean he has a very good temper.

The essence is the king.

He is not the King of Conquerors or the King of Knights, who sound petty and isolated.

The ontology is the true king of the world.

The supreme king who controls many worlds.

Iskandar was actually recruiting him. Although he knew it was just his habit, Vitan still felt deeply insulted.

“Hahahahahaha, that’s true.”

"My Master is naturally the best."

Rider laughed heartily and slapped his Master vigorously. The overwhelming force of his palm almost made Waver faint.

"Little Master, learn this carefully. This is the attitude that a Heroic Spirit Master like us should have!"

"Those who only hide in dark corners are unworthy of conquering and possessing the Holy Grail."

He raised his hands as if embracing the world.

The unparalleled domineering aura was immediately displayed, and his eyes revealed an invincible momentum and domineering aura.

"Heroes gathered in Fuyuki. Seeing Saber and Lancer showing their courage and spirit here, don't you have any feelings?

It's a coward to have a real name to boast about, but to be secretly peeking here all the time."

After a burst of laughter, Iskandar looked around provocatively.

Vitan's eyes were always fixed on the street lamp diagonally opposite him.

"Heroic spirits invited to the Holy Grail War, gather here now. Cowards who are afraid of even showing up, please wake up to me before Iscandar, the Conqueror, insults you!"

Iskandar said this with provocative words.

At this moment, in the magic workshop in the basement of the Tousaka residence, which is far away from here.

A man wearing a crimson suit and a moustache, leaning back in a chair, frowned.

"This time it's completely screwed."

Knowing his own heroic spirit character well, Tōsaka Tokiomi knew that exposure was inevitable.

It is impossible for the ancient king to not respond in the face of such a provocation.

The matter has become a foregone conclusion.

Since I can't dissuade him, I might as well accept it calmly.

"But Kirei, what do you think of Barserkar's Master?"

Although Tōsaka Tokiomi shared the hearing of Assassin standing on the battlefield through the connection with Kotomine Kirei.

However, the only one who can share Assassin's vision is Kotomine Kirei, the genuine Master.

He only knew that Barserkar's Master had appeared, and he still needed Kotomine Kirei to relay the specific situation.

"I'm not sure, but roughly speaking, he should be a very strong magician."

"Yes, a very strong, very strong magician."

Chapter 4 k's true purpose

Although Fuyuki City is just a remote place like the countryside for both magicians and exorcists.

But the Tohsaka family is still a well-known magic family.

Kotomine Kirei, who was trained by the Tōsaka family, naturally has his own perspective.

Especially since Kotomine Kirei had worked in the executor department of the Holy Church, he had an even broader vision.

It is normal to be able to tell right away that Vitan is a very powerful magician.

"Is that right?"

Toosaka Tokiomi's fingers tapped the mahogany table top sporadically.

Then, it seemed that something was rising, or should I say, surging, inside Tōsaka Tokiomi's body.

"A fight between magicians? This is really exciting."

Talking to himself, Tōsaka Tokiomi touched the jewel ring on his hand and spoke softly.

This is the man named Tōsaka Tokiomi.

He yearns for everything a magician should have.

Therefore, since she was born, she has been adhering to all the postures and behaviors that a magician should have that she knows.

There was no way, he was just a country boy named Tousaka, and what he longed for was the Clock Tower to make him a magician at the level of the Twelve Monarchs of the Clock Tower.

Therefore, when he learned that among the participants of this Holy Grail War, there was a monarch of the El-Melloi faction, he was extremely excited.

Unlike the poor and insignificant Tousaka family.

The El-Melloi faction is the true aristocratic faction in the Clock Tower.

He is a master of a long line of magicians, Master Ken who came to participate in the Holy Grail War, and the leader of the El-Melloi faction.

If he could defeat it, it would prove the magic of the Tohsaka family from another perspective.

He also always regarded Director Ken, who was participating in the war, as the only opponent worthy of his treatment in this Holy Grail War.

"Now, there is another opponent worthy of our treatment..."

There was infinite anticipation in Tōsaka Tokiomi's pupils, and at the same time he immediately gave an order to Kotomine Kirei.

"Qili, do your best to collect information about this magician. Find out which magician family he belongs to and find out the magic inheritance he is good at."

Sometimes in a battle, intelligence is the key to determining the direction of a battle.

For a magician, a common profession with high attack and low defense, intelligence is even more important.

The current Vitan is an absolute unknown to Tōsaka Tokiomi.

And Toosaka Tokiomi also believed that he would be able to quickly find out what this man was all about.

Very simple.

From Kotomine Kirei's explanation, it was already clear that this magus was very powerful.

As we all know, there is no such thing as a magician, such as a grassroots counterattack, which is a beautiful dream that only exists in fantasy.

All powerful magicians inherit the magic marks from their elders, transforming them into their own experience to become even more powerful magicians.

Therefore, we just need to find out which magic family this man comes from.

You can immediately know his basic information and what type of magic he is good at.

"I understand, teacher."

"I will instruct Assassin to track down and investigate Barserkar's Master."

"Well, but don't be too anxious, separate this mess first."