Are our wishes more important than the grand aspirations of the world?
Hearing that, Altolia frowned and said in an unfriendly tone,""What are you trying to say, Rider?”
"Hmm?"
Iskandarll frowned and stroked his beard in distress."I should have made myself very clear."
At this moment, Iskandar was still maintaining his dignity.
However, his tone was much gentler and more harmonious than before.
"I only want to express one thing!”
Iskandarll held his head high and puffed out his chest, and said in a particularly serious tone,""That is, I have already descended into this Holy Grail War. Do you have any intention of giving the Holy Grail to me?”
"If you give me the Holy Grail, I will treat you as friends and share the joy of conquering the world with you!”
Iskandar raised his hands as he spoke, looking no different from a fool.
However, it was this idiotic speech that caused the atmosphere to fall into an extremely strange silence.
Give him the Holy Grail?
This was a ridiculous suggestion.
Conqueror King Iskandar!
He was indeed an extraordinary heroic spirit.
In the history of mankind, no one was as eager as him to realize his ambition to conquer the world.
But even so, what about Iskandar's proposal?
He suddenly appeared, openly said his real name, and asked others to be respectful to him before he even fought with them.
All these actions made people feel that he had no intention of joining the Holy Grail War.
This was the first time that everyone present had encountered such a thing.
It was difficult to make a clear judgment on whether this was a wise decision or a foolish move.
"The boldness of your self-introduction just now made me admire you very much."
Dilumudo shook his head with a bitter smile, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes.
"But I still find it difficult to agree to your proposal.”
Dilumudo's sharp and powerful gaze clashed with the Conqueror King's disdainful gaze.
"I will hold the Holy Grail."
"This is the oath I made to the only new monarch in this world.”
"Therefore, the person who holds the Holy Grail is definitely not you, Rider.”
Dilumudo smiled, but the rejection in his tone had already reached everyone's ears.
"Are you trying to stop the duel between Lancer and me just to make these jokes?”
Altolia asked Iskandar.
The expression on her face was different from the beautiful Dilumudo. She didn't even smile.
For a serious person like her, Iskandar's suggestion itself was extremely unpleasant.
"Conqueror King, your joke has gone too far. This is an intolerable insult to a knight.”
Dilumudo and Altoria cast hostile looks at Iskandar together.
"Yeah," she said.
Seeing this, Iskandar seemed to be in a difficult position, and he unconsciously pressed his fists against his temples.
"Are you trying to negotiate with me?”
Iskandar asked seriously.
"Cut the crap!"
Altolia and Dilumudo rejected Iskandar's suggestion in unison.
"No matter what, I am still the ruler of the British Kingdom.”
As Altoria spoke, she placed the Holy Sword in front of her and looked at Iskandar seriously.""No matter what kind of king he is, he must never bow to others.”
"Oh?"
"Are you the King of Britain?"
Iskandar was interested in Altoria's declaration. He raised his eyebrows and said,""This is really too shocking. The world-renowned Knight King is actually just a little girl.”
"Then do you want to try eating the sword of this little girl in your mouth, Conquest King?”
Altolia lowered her voice and raised her holy sword to show her hostility.
Although her left hand was injured, it did not change the fact that she was a Heroic Spirit.
Seeing this, Iskandar could not help but frown and sigh.
"Then the negotiations between us have broken off. This is really a regretful thing."
The moment Iskandarll muttered with his face down, he noticed a pair of resentful eyes looking up from his feet.
"Ah!"
"It hurts!"
In response to Wilbur's grumbling face, Iskandarll immediately gave him a " Love-to-the-Brain-Crash " on the spot, causing him to temporarily calm down.
"What should we do?"
Wilbur was anxious.
"You keep talking about conquering, but in the end, isn't it disgusting?”
"Do you really think you can defeat Saber and Lancer?”
Faced with Wilbur's question, Iskandarll did not feel guilty at all. Instead, he laughed and scratched his head.
"Isn't there a saying that goes,'There's no better way than to try.'”
"I'm afraid it's not your real name!？”
Wilbur, who had almost fainted from Iskandar's anger, used his two powerless fists to wildly pound Iskandar's chest.
She was crying and mumbling.
He looked no different from a little one.
"Really? So that's how it is."
All of a sudden, a low groan that stuck close to the ground suddenly resounded in everyone's ears.
"Why did you go crazy and steal my belongings?”
"On second thought, perhaps it was because you wanted to participate in the Holy Grail War?”
"Wilbur. Mr. Wilhelm."
When Wilbur heard someone call his name fiercely, he knew that the person the other party hated was him.
Not only that, Wilbur might even be able to guess who the owner of this voice was.
"That…"
That's right!
How could Wilbur not guess who the owner of this voice was?
If it was a lecturer of the clock tower with a high status.
Even if Iskandar's coat was stolen, the holy relics of other heroic spirits could be prepared.
In that case, in this Land of Winterwood.
Even if that man was standing here as Wilbur's enemy, it was not something inconceivable.
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Do you think I like Alistair? Wrong, it was actually Nero! (Manual comical)
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