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Chapter 361: ?The Aura That Influences Reality? The Conqueror

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In a secluded forest, somewhere in the world.

Weber had just finished drawing the summoning array for the Heroic Spirit, placing a corner of the Conqueror's cloak at its center.

On his face was a mix of excitement and unease; finally, he closed his eyes and began reciting the summoning incantation.

As he uttered the final word of the incantation, terrifying magical energy began to coalesce.

Then, a towering figure appeared.

"Conqueror, Alexander the Great, Iskandar!"

Weber lifted his head to gaze at the majestic king before him, his eyes filled with complex emotion; finally, he placed a hand over his chest and bowed slightly to Alexander the Great.

"Alexander the Great! From today, I shall call you that."

"My name is Weber."

Vervet.

I am your Master in this Holy Grail War; I summon you. In the days to come, please give me your guidance."

Alexander first fell silent, scanning his surroundings, then fixed his gaze on Weber and burst into a hearty laugh.

"Truly summoned! You're my little Master? Feels great!"

Alexander strode forward and slapped Weber on the shoulder, sending him stumbling, barely keeping his balance.

Yet Weber, having long understood the Conqueror's nature, felt no anger—only a helpless sigh.

"Sometimes, you should consider the difference in our size and strength!"

Alexander shrugged and smiled, unconcerned.

"These… don't matter anymore! So, my little Master, where to next?"

"Waiting for someone."

Weber said calmly.

Alexander frowned, casting a peculiar glance at Weber.

He muttered inwardly: Had his… Master already allied with other Masters before summoning me? Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Su Xiao Xiao: "I'm ready on my end."

Magical Girl Illya: "I'm ready too! Then, President, see you in the Holy Grail World!"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "Demon Lord! And Illya."

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "My lord, the Demon King! And Illya."

My Little Sister Isn't Cute: "Remember to livestream the fight! I want to see the real-life Holy Grail War—it must be so cool!"

One-Way Passage: "Hah… cool? If you were actually there, you'd know what real coolness is!"

Weber, who had been watching the internal scenes of the chat room through his mind, suddenly froze.

Then, a spark of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Then, a flicker of excitement passed through his eyes.

"Here they come!"

The Conqueror blinked, his gaze instantly locking onto the empty air before him.

Time and space twisted instantly.

Then, two figures—one tall, one small—appeared before the Conqueror and Weber.

Then, two figures, one large and one small, stepped forward before the Conqueror King and Wei Bo.

Alexander fixed his eyes tightly on Illya, narrowing them slightly.

Illya had now completed her Dream Summoning.

She stood before them in her True Form.

The aura of a Heroic Spirit, unhidden.

Alexander moved silently to stand before Weber.

His voice was low and hoarse.

The voice was low and hoarse.

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