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This directly revealed his wild and domineering nature.

"It's certainly not the right time. Interrupting the duel between two knights is hardly a matter of courtesy."

Seeing this, Diarmuid also stopped fighting. Now that there was another person, he could no longer concentrate on the battle as before.

Even if Diarmuid managed to injure Saber through cunning, he wouldn't dare say he could easily defeat her.

"It's you..."

Saber, standing to the side, couldn't help but frown and said something.

"Yes, that's true. How about... you two put down your duel and kick me out first, the troublemaker? The premise is that the two of you combined can beat me."

As Wan Di spoke, he unconsciously clenched his fists, revealing an expectant expression.

It's time to stretch our muscles.

Wan Di (fatezreo): 7: They are different Berserkers, but they are just as annoying!

For some reason, Diarmuid felt a little uneasy seeing Wan Di staring intently at him.

"Tsk...an uninvited guest. If it weren't for you, Lancer would have already defeated Saber."

A deep, high-pitched male voice appeared in everyone's ears.

It was Kenneth who was watching the battle remotely from the magic workshop.

"What are you thinking? Even if you use information asymmetry to hurt the other party, Lancer can't defeat Saber so easily. As one of the top Heroic Spirits in human history, no one can be easily defeated."

Wan Di curled his lip and said indifferently.

At the same time, he was also thinking.

In a way, he was also a spearman.

Who says the Spear of Divine Retribution isn't a spear?

"Gunfight? Although I'm a Berserker, my weapon is actually a spear."

Wan Di suddenly grinned with a hint of anticipation.

"berserker?"

Immediately, everyone showed expressions of astonishment.

Generally speaking, Berserkers are cursed with berserk tendencies when they appear, but why is WanDie seemingly unaffected?

Saber and Irisviel, standing to the side, couldn't help but widen their eyes in surprise.

Compared to the others, they had actually been in contact with Wan Di. How could such a man look like a Berserker?

"What? Is there anything surprising?"

Wan Di stroked his chin, looking at the astonished people around him with a puzzled expression: "How could mere berserk mode possibly affect my sanity? If my sanity is so easily corrupted, who will resist the Black Tide?"

Wan Di pursed his lips and then shook his head.

They wouldn't understand if I tried to explain it to them...

"Hahaha, indeed, this war is so interesting! Two valiant knights, and a Berserker unaffected by berserk mode, not bad, not bad!"

Just as the group was talking, a roar came from the sky, and then a burly man with a strong build, driving an oxcart wreathed in lightning, descended from the sky and stood in the middle of the group.

On his oxcart, a thin man with a somewhat 'delicate' voice was complaining.

Then, he suddenly spread his arms wide, a magnanimous smile on his face: "The three parties shall cease hostilities. Before the King's throne, there shall be no disrespect! My name is Iskandar, the King of Conquerors, and I have descended to earth in this Holy Grail War as a Rider."

In an instant, everyone showed a shocked expression, and then looked at each other as if they were idiots.

In the Holy Grail War, Servants who were great heroes in life cannot reveal their true names, because their Noble Phantasms are basically manifestations of their achievements in life. For example, if people knew that Artoria, who is Saber, was King Arthur, her Noble Phantasm, Excalibur, would be quickly guessed. The same is true for Diarmuid, who is Lancer. Since he has descended to this world as a Lancer, he certainly would not be wearing the strongest sword he possessed in life.

Imagine if Diarmuid had revealed his true name from the beginning, Saber would have known about his Noble Phantasm abilities. In that case, he wouldn't have been able to use his Red Rose and Yellow Rose to outmaneuver Saber. Among the seven classes, Saber is generally considered to be among the strongest in terms of overall strength, not to mention that the one summoned was a great hero like King Arthur who has made his mark on history.

Diarmuid is strong, but it would still be difficult for him to defeat Saber in a head-on confrontation.

However, the Holy Grail War is not just about numerical values, unless your values ​​are truly a level above others.

Take, for example, something like Wan Di.

"Idiot, idiot, idiot! Are you an idiot? How could you reveal your name at a time like this!"

Weber, standing to the side, scolded Iskandar in a delicate tone.

However, his insults had no effect on Iskandar.

Well, the main problem is that this child is just too thin and weak; when he swears, it sounds like he's being affectionate.

Not only the people present, but also the battle Masters who had been watching this place couldn't help but cover their faces when they saw Iskandar.

As expected of a Heroic Spirit, he's incredibly carefree.

But just then, the voice of Diarmuid's Master, Kenneth, rang out again.

"I was wondering what had gotten into you that led you to steal my relic, but it turns out you actually wanted to participate in the Holy Grail War yourself. Waver Velvet, my friend."

As he spoke, Kenneth's voice turned somber.

"I will give you an extra lesson: what it means for magicians to kill each other, and the horror and pain involved. I will teach you without reservation. You should feel honored."

Hearing Kenneth's oppressive words, Waver couldn't help but feel a little scared. But just then, the Emperor's large hand patted his shoulder, giving him a strong sense of security.

"Hey, magician, from what you're saying, you originally wanted to replace this kid as my Master? If that's the case, that's really quite laughable. The man who can become my Master must be a warrior who fights alongside me on the battlefield! A coward who doesn't even have the courage to show himself is far too unqualified."

The Emperor spoke loudly, his tone full of sarcasm, and then burst into laughter.

Without a doubt, Wan Di knew what Kenneth's expression was in the shadows.

Yo.

Wan Di, who had been silently watching the scene, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. What was supposed to be a scene of a teacher disciplining a rebellious student had turned into a situation where someone was protecting their food.

Send it!

To be honest, Kenneth was a pretty good mentor. When I watched the anime back then, I thought Kenneth was annoying, but after learning more about him, I realized that Webber gave a rebellious speech at the Clock Tower when he was young. If Kenneth hadn't rejected it, and the old folks at the Clock Tower had actually seen the paper, they wouldn't have been as lenient as Kenneth.

After all, there are many anthropomorphic magicians in this world, but very few who are truly human.

However, on the other hand, sometimes the relationship between Master and Servant is also about compatibility; it's not that only when both sides are strong can the final victory be won.

Take the Emperor and Kenneth for example. Both of them are very strong individually, but if they were put together, they would never be able to win in the end.

Kenneth, as a magician, has too little reverence for these ancient heroes, while the Emperor's personality is too domineering. If the two were to team up, they would probably start fighting each other before the battle even begins.

However, Kenneth was indeed able to endure. In the battle of Servants, the Master's target was too obvious. Even though he was humiliated by the Emperor, Kenneth had no intention of coming out.

"That's interesting. How long are you going to keep watching? That arrogant brat standing on the streetlight as punishment over there?"

After Iskandar finished his taunts, Wan Di also looked at the street lamp on the side.

As Wan Di finished speaking, golden light gathered on the street lamp, and then a figure wearing golden armor, standing on the street lamp, slowly emerged.

"You bastard, I can forgive your offense against me yesterday, but who gave you permission to give me a nickname? Also, don't act like you know me well. I've never met you before."

As he spoke, Gilgamesh snorted coldly, and golden ripples appeared behind him, directly firing several Noble Phantasms at Wan Di.

This scene also caused others to widen their eyes in astonishment.

"This... how extravagant! To shoot a Noble Phantasm like an arrow..."

Dirumdo's eyes widened in surprise.

In comparison, he felt rather pathetic having only two spears by his side after being summoned.

Dude, aren't you an archer? Why do you only have Noble Phantasms?

Iskandar, on the other hand, looked at Gilgamesh with an "oh oh oh" expression, as if to say, "I want it, I'm going to take it from him."

As for Saber, she had a serious expression on her face, thinking about how to deal with it if she were attacked by the other party.

"Hey, hey, hey, I finally get to see an old friend, and this is how you treat me?! ks!"

Seeing this, Wan Di revealed a crimson crystal in his hand and casually deflected several Noble Phantasms that Gilgamesh had shot at him.

"He just casually slapped it away? What incredible strength that is!"

The emperor, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

However, some are happy while others are sad.

Normally, if Wan Di had just knocked away those Noble Phantasms, there wouldn't have been any problem. But by sheer coincidence, one of the Noble Phantasms flew straight towards Diarmuid's buttocks.

Startled, Dirumdo quickly brandished his spear to defend himself.

The immense force sent him staggering back two steps before he finally stopped.

Then, Wan Di saw Diarmuid looking at him with resentful eyes...

"Would you believe me if I said I didn't do it on purpose? Blame it on your bad luck."

Wan Di showed no remorse whatsoever, instead speaking with an air of self-righteousness.

This scene made Diarmuid laugh in exasperation.

"Don't be so unconvinced, my luck is A++."

Seeing Diarmuid's expression, Wan Di quickly reached out his hand, as if to say, "Hey, don't come near me and infect me."

Enraged, Diarmuid was about to attack someone on the spot.

However, considering that he had just been with Saber...

After a fierce battle, and without orders from his Master, Diarmuid held back.

However, he secretly made up his mind that after his duel with Saber ended, he would use his spear to turn Wan Di into a spiny dragon.

"A valiant warrior! Well done! Well done! Well done! Well done! Well done!"

As Iskandar gazed at Wan Di's figure, he exclaimed "Good, good, good!" more and more frequently, his eyes brimming with admiration.

Such a warrior deserves to join my ranks!

The Emperor thought to himself, and then, laughing loudly, he directly stepped between Wan Di and Gilgamesh.

"You mongrel, do you want to die first?"