In the bleak autumn wind, Wilbur. Wilhelm shivered slightly.
Originally, he should be observing the enemy in the warm room through the demonic spirit, but...
"Hey, Master, there seems to be someone provoking the other servants at the dock. Let's go over and take a look!”
After saying these brainless words, Astolford, whose rationality had evaporated, did not even give him a chance to resist. He directly dragged Wilbur out of the hotel.
Ahhh, this is bad.
Perhaps he was already used to being tricked by Astolford, a follower whose rationality had evaporated, but this time, Wilbur's mind actually didn't have any thoughts. He completely gave up on thinking.
The cavalrymen, who did not notice that their master's heart had turned to ashes, pulled their weak master to the edge of the dock with high spirits. Then...
The two of them happened to witness the destructive attack.
In their eyes, a woman holding a spear had sent a red-haired youth flying with a single strike.
If that was the case, Wilbur would only think that the red-haired man was a noob and not feel any danger.
However, when he used his Master's authority to look at the red-haired man's attributes, he instantly felt a sense of danger...
The red-haired man's attributes were definitely top-notch. If his enemy was Astolford, he would definitely win easily. However, he was actually unable to withstand a single blow from that woman.
From another perspective, if the blonde woman could kill the red-haired man in one shot, she would definitely be able to kill Astolford more easily.
"Hey, Rider!"
"I understand, Master!"
As a follower, Astolford could clearly feel that there was an insurmountable gap between him and that woman.
If they were to fight head-on, they would die…No, it should be said that if they ran slowly, they might even die.
In such a dangerous situation, he directly took out his greatest trump card-the military relic, the " Phantom Horse That Doesn't Exist in This World." With the flow of magic power, the blonde woman slowly turned her gaze to him.
That gaze was so pure and dazzling that Astorf and Wilbur were almost attracted by his blue pupils…
If that pair of green eyes didn't contain a strong killing intent, the two of them might have stopped their escape.
However, as the King of Knights, Altolia had killed countless people. She had killed many famous catastrophes, such as King Votican, Lucius the Sword Emperor of Rome, and Mordred the Rebel Knight.
The killing intent that she emitted on the battlefield was not something that ordinary people could accept. Wilbur even began to urge Astorf to use his Treasured Artifact because of her actions.
Unfortunately, this unlucky master-slave pair had forgotten one thing. Wilbur had not fully recovered his mana that had been depleted a few days ago. Astolford's trump card, the " Phantom Horse that has never existed in this world," which required a large amount of mana, could not be activated at all.
Looking at the Servant who failed to use the relic and the Master who was unable to move because of the depletion of magic power, Artolia said coldly.
"Are you guys giving up on resisting? Then…"
Feeling the huge magic power on the tip of the spear, Astolford's face instantly turned pale. He immediately raised his hands and smiled awkwardly.
"Ahahaha, we surrender. This beautiful lady, can we trouble you to let us live?”
Perhaps he was worried that he wasn't sincere enough, Astolford even made a very standard move to Altolia without any dignity--the Tiger Landing Move.
"I, Astorf, swear in the name of one of Charlemagne's twelve warriors that I will never be your enemy in this Holy Grail War!”
At the same time, a helicopter appeared in the sky some distance away from the battlefield. Fang Cheng was sitting inside, constantly operating the palm computer in his hand.
Under the night sky, dilapidated cars were approaching the dock of Wei Yuan Chuan from all directions. These driverless cars were full of ominous things.
Although Fang Cheng felt that the lethality of gunpowder weapons was too small for the Followers, his target this time was not those terrifying Followers.
Gunpowder might not be able to hurt the followers, but the masters who had eyes of flesh and blood could not resist these trucks that were filled with the art of explosion.
In the face of this explosive power that could blow up the entire port of Miyokawa, even Kensi, who had the defensive equipment of Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid, would not be able to survive, let alone magicians like Wilbur and Amiya Qichitsu, who were not skilled in magic.
"No matter how strong a follower is, they will disappear as long as their master is gone, so-"
Playing with the remote control in his hand, Fang Cheng looked indifferently at the people at the dock of Weiyuan River.
"Let me hold a fireworks feast.”
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