Chapter 68

Fuyuki City, a place of eternal peace.

At this moment, in the forest on the outskirts, Waver had already completed his magic circle. He had arrived in Fuyuki City, and he estimated that the Heroic Spirits should all appear today, so he had to hurry.

And at this moment, his chanting had reached the final step!

"...Come from the Wheel of Restraint! Guardian of the Scales!"

Hum!

As Waver's voice fell, a red magical storm swept directly over Waver's body from the magic circle in front of him! At that moment, Waver felt his body unable to stand, but he still stood firm. He absolutely could not let his King see him in such a disheveled state!

And at this moment, Iskandar's figure finally fully emerged. He looked at the Waver in front of him and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha! To think you could summon me! Conqueror King Iskandar! Descends here!"

Iskandar said excitedly, but before he could finish his words, he felt his sturdy body being tightly hugged by a pair of small hands!

"Rider, Rider!" Waver hugged the Iskandar in front of him tightly, as if afraid that Iskandar would run away the next second.

Tears of frustration flowed from his eyes. He remembered the scenes from the simulation; those were truly etched in his memory.

Twice! A full two times!

He and his King had been separated a full two times!

And looking at Waver, who was hugging him and crying bitterly, the Great King was also dumbfounded.

What's the situation? What's wrong with this kid? Why is he so excited to see me? Is he intimidated by my majestic posture?

"Hahaha! Kid, as a man, you should wipe away your tears no matter how painful things are."

Iskandar patted Waver's thin shoulders, his face full of smiles. "You look not bad, just too thin. But I was about the same as you before. However, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely be as mighty as I am now."

"I... I don't want to." Waver looked at the Great King's muscles with disgust. Admiration is admiration, but he didn't want to become like Iskandar.

And at this time, Waver finally understood that the Great King didn't even know him yet. Thinking of this, Waver wanted to explain, but he found that whenever he wanted to mention the simulator, he would cough violently.

"It seems that the existence of the simulator cannot be known by those who haven't experienced it?" The clever Waver reacted immediately.

Such a magical thing, as expected, not everyone can know about it. It seems he was chosen because he was lucky enough.

Lucky, indeed lucky. Lin Ye has simulated so many people, and you are the only one who died in the simulation so far.

What? You say Uryuu Ryuunosuke?

Does that count as a person?

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Seeing Waver coughing violently, the Great King thoughtfully patted his back. "My little Master, your physique is too weak. Are you sure you don't want to exercise properly?"

"No need! I have a reason for this! A reason!" Waver retorted loudly.

Waver tried hard to calm his excited heart, then looked at the Iskandar in front of him and explained, "You might not believe what I'm about to say, but everything I say is the truth. Iskandar, I have experienced this Holy Grail War once, and I fought side by side with you. It was that time that I became your subject, but that time, we lost. So, Iskandar, will you come away with me? I have another set of Command Spells, and my current magical energy is enough to support you staying in this world, so... King, will you come away from here with me?"

Waver spoke with deep sincerity. He really wanted to see Iskandar leave with him. However, listening to Waver's words, Iskandar lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

Seeing Iskandar like this, Waver panicked.

"Iskandar, do you not believe my words? Everything I said is..."

"No need to say more." Iskandar reached out and blocked Waver's words. "I believe you."

"Then... you agree?"

"No! Since that's the case! I can't agree even more!" Iskandar puffed out his chest, his cloak fluttering in the night wind.

"I, Iskandar, am the Conqueror King! I have never run away in my life! I can fail like a hero, but I absolutely cannot run away like an ant!" Iskandar looked at Waver in front of him, and at this moment, he was incomparably serious. "Little Master, since you say we failed once, then... with the experience of failure, we will only be stronger!"

"Ah!! Bastard, bastard!" What else could Waver say? He could only look at the Iskandar in front of him and say helplessly, "Fine, since that's the case, I'll follow your lead. Anyway, I still have a set of Command Spells; at worst, I'll just summon you again..."

"No!" Iskandar shook his head firmly. "Wouldn't we still fail this time? Since you have Command Spells, use them quickly! Anyway, I'm using the Holy Grail's magical energy now; you can summon another Heroic Spirit to help me win! By then, I will have won the Holy Grail War and gained a physical body, and you will have an extra Heroic Spirit companion to help you. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"

"Huh? This... this..." Waver was still unwilling; he still wanted to save this opportunity to resurrect Iskandar. However... looking at Iskandar's firm expression, he ultimately had no way to refuse.

"Forget it, I'll take the gamble."

After Waver finished speaking, he returned directly to the magic circle from before, and the Great King handed the cloak holy relic to Waver.

"Use this to summon. I'll open the authority of the Army of the King. It would be great if I could summon Eumenes! Although it's also possible to summon Hephaestion, that would also be a good helper."

"Okay." Waver nodded. Being able to summon one of the Great King's subordinates would surely make things twice as effective with half the effort.

Then...

"...Come from the Wheel of Restraint! Guardian of the Scales!"

Hum!!!

In the bright light, another figure appeared in the magic circle. Unlike when Iskandar appeared, his appearance was accompanied by a clear breeze, but the biting aura on his body could explain that this person was not simple.

More importantly, this person was slender, wearing a crisp black suit, with long black hair reaching his waist, and an exhausted look on his face from working overtime. No matter how you looked at it, he looked like a modern corporate slave rather than an ancient Heroic Spirit...

And at this moment, this Heroic Spirit also opened his eyes and said,

"I am the Servant... Zhuge Liang. You can also call me El-Melloi II. Very happy to meet... Holy crap! What's the situation!"