The Collection of The End

My name is Lin Hao.

There's going to be a fight over there at the warehouse.

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All magicians have a common idea - they must conceal their identity as a magician in front of ordinary people, which is a matter of course in this era when science is regarded as the only universal truth. For the Church of the Holy Church, making the existence of magic known to the public is harmful and not beneficial. Therefore, as supervisors, they will send agents to establish obscuring barriers during the Holy Grail War, to cover up the traces and Hypnotize witnesses.

For the same reason, the Masters participating in the Holy Grail War usually focus on probing and reconnaissance during the day. If they want to engage in real battles, they basically do so after dark. If there are exceptions, it is Assassin who is good at concealing himself. A class that can rely on breath blocking to blatantly attack during the day or in a relatively closed space.

Therefore, even if Lancer walks the streets of Fuyuki Shinto without concealing his magic power fluctuations as a Servant, it is unlikely to cause the enemy's attack.

"As long as you show up to attract the attention of other Servants, you can return to the battlefield we selected in the evening. I can't guarantee the other heroic spirits, but Rider will definitely follow. Heh, I haven't studied how to conquer with that Servant at all. Weber, whom Wang gets along with, can't control him." These were Kenneth's original words.

Lancer, who was walking on the street at this time, was wearing an army green tights and a tactical vest, jungle camouflage pants and canvas boots, a blue beret on his head, and a pair of square-frame sunglasses on his face. Anyone who sees him will intuitively think that he is a soldier on vacation. In addition, the charming mole is covered by Kenneth's sunglasses specially made to seal the effect. The whole "shopping" behavior did not attract too many ordinary people. , especially women's attention.

"It should be enough." Looking at the distance between the sun and the horizon, Lancer murmured to himself, then turned around and left the bustling shopping street and walked towards a container yard near the port.

Due to the comprehensive development of Fuyuki Shinto, the transportation capacity of the railway alone cannot meet the material demand for various expansions of the city, so a new container terminal dedicated to freight was built near Fuyuki Port, which is mainly used for passenger transportation.

A container terminal refers to a place with clear boundaries that can accommodate a complete container loading and unloading operation process, including water areas such as harbor basins, anchorages, approach channels, and berths, as well as land areas such as freight stations, storage yards, dock frontiers, and office and living areas. .

Although this container terminal is fully functional, its scale and throughput are not comparable to those of large coastal cities. Although it is still dark at this time, there are no new cargo ships entering the port, and cranes, bridge cranes, and cargo trucks have also stopped working. , The dock workers also left work one after another, leaving only a large number of containers of various colors stored in the yard like building blocks.

When Lancer walked into the container yard, there was absolutely no one to stop him. In other words, the dock workers who might have come to stop him or any ordinary people who might have witnessed what was about to happen here had already moved away under the influence of a large hinting magic barrier. After this, it may become a place of battle.

After standing on the wide driveway for container trucks for a while, the setting sun that was still lingering on the horizon had completely disappeared, and the shadows shrouded the container terminal yard with only a few dim street lights, but still no Servant took the initiative appears, as if Lancer's actions had no effect at all.

"Rider!" Lancer amplified his voice with magic power, and said to the surrounding darkness: "I know you are nearby!"

The container terminal yard was quiet, only Diarmuid's clear voice echoed under the influence of magic.

"The holy relic used by your Master to summon you was stolen from my lord,

I wonder if he confessed to you? A pair of long and short guns, one red and one yellow, appeared in Lancer's hands. After waving them twice, he made a movement like a bird of prey spreading its wings: "Knight of the Gun, hereby formally challenge you. If you have the legendary half You have the courage to appear in front of me upright, instead of hiding in the shadows like those despicable assassins! "

Almost immediately after Lancer issued the challenge declaration, heroic laughter came from the air, followed by a violent roar.

It was an ancient-style chariot with two fronts, a luxurious and magnificent chariot, and two burly and fit bulls were tied to the shafts. No matter the body, the wheels, or the two bulls were entwined with blue-purple thunderbolts, It was rushing towards Lancer from the air with a deafening thunder.

"Hmph." Lancer chuckled lightly, swiftly avoiding the chariot's assault route.

And the chariot owner's behavior seemed to be just a show of skill rather than an actual attack. After the thunder chariot landed, it stopped quickly, keeping a distance of about twenty meters from Lancer.

"I am exactly Iskandar! In this Holy Grail War, I will appear as a Rider!" After the thunder dissipated, what appeared on the chariot was a burly man with red hair, although he was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. It's nondescript, but it makes up for it with an imposing presence, as if he's going to pay back Lancer's "hiding in the shadows" with this kind of action.

"Is... Teacher Kenneth still here?" A slender young man who looked like a girl was sitting next to Rider, he poked his head out cautiously and asked Lancer, this sentence was tantamount to tacitly acquiescing Lancer's previous accusation.

"Stand up! There's nothing to feel guilty about!" Rider slapped Weber on the back, almost knocking him off the bullock cart: "Let me ask you, did you cover up after taking the holy relic so that people couldn't see it?" Did you do it?"

"No, no, I came directly to Fuyuki." Weber didn't understand why Iskandar asked such a question, but after thinking about it, he really didn't hide his behavior of stealing the holy relic at all, and he probably was discovered just after he left England.

"Then there's no problem! Escaping in the dark is just a burglar. If you leave triumphantly, it's the king's plunder!" Rider patted Webber's shoulder approvingly, and the thin magician could only smile wryly.

"Really? So what is it to steal your own family's belongings and run away from home without concealment because they don't want to punish you? [King of Conqueror] Mr. Iskandar? Could it be that it is also a 'conquer' Is it?" With a manly voice full of operatic tone, Weber shrank his shoulders as if he had encountered a small animal like a natural enemy.

A tall man wearing a dark blue lecturer robe walked out from behind a container beside Lancer, his blond hair was neatly combed back, revealing a proud, serious and wise appearance, as if he wanted to talk to Lancer Standing not far behind Diarmuid as if they were fighting side by side, their emerald green eyes were fixed on Weber, and their eyes were full of reproach.

"Mr. Kenneth..." Weber opened his mouth, and he had already thought of a series of words—we are no longer lecturers and students, now we are enemies competing for the Holy Grail, and it is a life-and-death relationship—and so on, in Kenneth After the word "family" was uttered, it disappeared completely, and now he can't say anything.

"You ran so fast, little Webb," a noble and cold red-haired woman appeared behind Kenneth, she looked at Webb coldly: "I don't have any objection to this, but Renee is crying After several times, have you thought about how to coax him?"

"Master, teacher's wife..." Weber Welwit was tongue-tied. It would be reasonable to say that he took revenge on Kenneth because the thesis was torn up, but in front of Sola...

The full name of the Renee she mentioned is Renis Elmeloy Archibald, Kenneth's young niece. He helped her, and even asked him to take her out to play. Usually, all kinds of physical work is indispensable, and in the end, he would get away with a few small snacks at most.

Kenneth's words today, like lightning in the dark night, made Weber instantly understand what was going on with those "difficulties"—the young magician who realized that he was so emotionally slow because he was too focused on magic research was even more so. I didn't even dare to lift my head.

"Oh, that's how it is." Iskandar looked back and forth between the two sides, and suddenly clapped his hands together: "Did the lion who kicked the cub off the cliff come to check because he was worried?"

"This thing named Holy Grail No. 726 by the Church of the Holy Church is not in our eyes, but the Archibald family has no tradition of surrendering without a fight," Kenneth did not respond to the lion and the cub at all. The right hand revealed a bright red Command Seal: "Even if we want to give the Holy Grail to Weber to fulfill his trivial wish, it will only be when there are only two of us left in this war—so my proposal is 'alliance'."

"Teacher?" Weber originally thought that he was going to be packed and taken back to England, but he didn't expect that the will will be bright, so he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes."

"Not with you, Mr. Weber." Kenneth glanced at Weber with an indisputable gaze, "The one we want to form an alliance with is the [King of Conquerors], who compared his history to being able to cooperate with him. For those of us who have studied for a long time, you probably have no other effective means to make Iskandar obey orders except the command spell. The unorganized actions so far are also being led by the nose by Rider, right? When will you be able to do so? Face up to your own strength and not create troubles that make people want to knock your head?"

"Woo..." Weber let out a small moan, and once again remembered the horror of being reprimanded by Kenneth with such a gorgeous long sentence in class.

"Alliance? So you all have to obey my king?" Rider folded his arms and showed a rough smile: "Okay! Since you gave me the Holy Grail, I will regard you as friends and share it with you The joy of conquering the world!"

"This challenge is precisely for this purpose!" Lancer suddenly swung his gun sideways and pointed at Rider obliquely: "Since you have been using your abundant magic power to carry out unorganized actions since you appeared in the world, if I win, then You are not allowed to continue like this, and you must obey my lord's arrangement strategically, and if I lose the battle, I will not interfere with your actions in any way."

"The battle to decide the command? Interesting, I accept!" Rider laughed and patted the armrest of the chariot. The original T-shirt and jeans instantly became ancient Greek style in the yellow whirlwind of the desert atmosphere. Brown armor and a red cloak, and a richly decorated thick-edged dagger in his hand: "Of course I am the winner!"

"Still come over?" Sola squinted one eye and hooked Weber from a distance: "Since there are no old antiques like the clock tower to listen in, about your thesis, do you want to hear Rhodes explain it first and then reprimand it, or do you want to be reprimanded by me first?" Explain again?"

"I... I'd better listen to your teacher's wife..." Weber looked at Rider and Laner who were full of fighting spirit, climbed out of the car in desperation, and walked around the battlefield between them to Kenneth.