"Called...... I wonder when you'll be able to go into battle in person. I didn't expect to conquer the king so quickly. ”

Provocative words came from the mouth of the saber, and the rider laughed.

If you think Artoria is a noble knight-king, don't be so serious. She also held a grudge on the battlefield, but she did not forget the fact that the knight had just mocked her for his treachery.

"Don't take countermeasures, this royal army will be killed by your light."

Iskandar was holding a sword, his hair stood on end, an electric snake fluttering, and his muscles were more terrifying than ever, like a rock, like a shape-shaped Isaiah.

"If you haven't used your treasure so far, I'm afraid you're trying to prove that my kingdom is vulnerable. How can you get it!"

As a rider, Iskandar's speed at this moment is even comparable to that of Dirumudo.

"Hmm."

Saber snorted. Her wounds have fully healed, and she plans to face 06's attack.

But the soldiers of the king's army did not notice.

In an instant, under the influence of his perception, Saber held his sword against Iskandar with his right hand, wrapped in his armor with his left hand, and grabbed a spear from an incredible angle.

"Oh, oh, what a nasty girl, so can you?"

A cynical voice came from behind, presumably the owner of the gun.

Sabel glanced at the man behind him, blonde-haired, dressed in a fashionable vest, and with a little punk face—no doubt the Macedonian general Ptolemy.

"Although Ptolemy was on the battlefield, it was inappropriate to treat the knight king like this."

Iskandar smiled like a lion, and although he said something critical, he did not put down his sword. He liberated the treasure with his blessing and suppressed the saber.

"I'm sorry, King, because this is a battlefield ......"

Ptolemy held a spear in both hands and bent slightly.

“… That's why it's possible!"

With his superb technique, he could not be an opponent. He used the mechanic to balance the lithe body and suddenly lifted her into the air.

"Now!! Paulus!

"Oh!"

"Understood."

Two very different voices came, fully adapted, seeing what was happening beneath him.

Dressed in golden armor, Quetruz attempted to stab him with a spear more than twice as long as a standard spear, while another gray-bearded old man with distinctly Indian features threw a number of flaming throwing knives. Adjutant General - Critrus. King of India – Paulus.

The three members who attacked themselves were all historical figures. Finally realized that his battle was heating up.

Not only the miscellaneous fish, but also the elite soldiers of the opposing side began to act.

She used the toughness of her waist to make a difficult move in the air, while her right hand kept swinging the sword of victory, knocking down the densely flying knives.

Is it that simple?

Dislike.

"Hahaha, Knight of the King, don't forget me, Iskander."

The enemy commander laughed wildly and appeared over his saber, waving his sword at her.

It was too late to draw the sword. The blonde girl immediately came up with a plan.

Left hand with a gauntlet on the way to conquer the king beheaded

Own Avalon, can repair the broken arm... Saber prepares to abandon the car and flee.

Prosperity!

The Force alone can shoot the saber down from the sky and into the sand.

"It's over, King? Quetruz walked over to the King of Conquering and looked at the dusty pit.

"In that situation, no one survives." With an exotic accent, said King Pyrrhus of India. "No, on the contrary, we're in big trouble. The guy finally didn't back down. ”

Iskandar was not happy at all. He knew that before his sword touched the sabre's body, a strange tentacle completely blocked his wound.

Although he originally thought that Wang Mu could not sit idly by and watch the saber be destroyed, it was still beyond Iskandar's imagination when the martial arts king Lianyu did not use a sharp sword.

The spearman seems to value the saber...... Iskandar thought of the headache.

In about ten seconds or so, a strange wind blew on the battlefield, it was not ordinary desert dust, but an even stranger, evil, and ominous wind.

Feeling the wind, Iskandar's cold sweat flowed.

He waved and shouted to the soldiers behind him.

"All! It's back! Webb Vettel! Close your eyes and don't open them no matter what you do!"

The king gave the order, mounted his horse, and led the army to retreat to the rear.

This may be the last time.

"Two... The boy was a god who was good to him.

A kilometer away, Iskandar grinned as the smoke cleared, revealing the presence of an alien god.

The Yellow King.

"Sabre, are you alright?"

The strange voice line was full of tenderness, and Wang Mu stretched out his tentacle to support the blonde girl kneeling on the ground.

The latter slightly rejected the form of Wang Mu and avoided it slightly.

"Thank you, but there's no need, Avalon is back, that level of hurt...... The knight wanted to say something, but was interrupted by his titular master.

"Wounds will heal, but they will also hurt!" I don't want to see that. Anyway, you're already my friend.

“…”

Hearing Wang Mu's words, Sabre's heart warmed.

Although the boy looks cold, as long as he knows his comrades-in-arms are quite reliable comrades-in-arms......

Sabre's eyes softened in the glass-colored pupils, associated with this feeling, and she didn't feel disgusted when she looked at Wang Mu's strange body, and even a little cute.

"Sabre, don't be so willful, liberate your treasure." Wang Mu continued. I understand why you should stand alone with the Knights' Legion. But what I want to tell you is that no matter how much others misunderstand you and betray you, as your friend, I will definitely support you unreservedly, so don't dwell on the sadness of the past.

And this understanding of their true emotions ......

“… I understand.

Saber breathed a sigh of relief and clenched his sacred sword.

"Let me be the last one to crush the path of conquering the king."

"With you." Wang Mu bowed slightly and smiled.

In the distance, Iskandar seemed ready for the last battle, shouting a meaningless battle cry and launching the final charge to conquer the king.

Looking at the billowing smoke, Wang Mu and the saber read out the most violent attack, and handed the gun that fought back to the big bully.

"King Arthur's Excalibur!!"

"Lake Harry's unknown wind!!"

The energy of the storm is gathered in the light of the planet and runs the charge of Iskander.

It was an attack that was absolutely impossible to beat.

But the Macedonian king did not stop his attack, he smiled and attacked like a moth to a fire, but those present thought he was stupid.

Because that is the belief of a king throughout his life.

Never give up!! Intransigence!!!

In the end, the most powerful wave of attacks, only the existence collides with the invincible legions of fantasy.

The curtain fell.

- The Fourth War, the last enemy hero, the ancient Macedonian king, the knight Alexander Iskanda.