"So, boy, ask you, how did Assassin get killed?" Rider supported his entire upper body with his hands, slowly sat up from the bed, and suddenly asked.

Weber was just fantasizing about winning the Holy Grail War, realizing his dream of getting promoted and getting a raise, marrying a rich and beautiful woman, and reaching the peak of his life, but was shattered by rider's words.

Crack... It seems like I heard the sound of something shattered.

"Oh... don't leave. My promotion and salary increase, my white and rich beauty, my peak in life!" Weber grabbed it with both hands, as if he wanted to catch something.

"rider... what are you going to do!" Webber suddenly turned around and shouted at the rider who was sitting on the bed and smashing all his dreams.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask, how did Assassin die?" Rider's expression was calm, and his little finger in his right hand was digging in his ears. After digging out a pile of disgusting earwax, he casually wiped his fingers with the quilt under him.

I'm going, it's so disgusting. I won't sleep on this bed.

Weber looked at the Emperor who was still sitting on the bed and digging his ears with disgust.

"I said, have you seen the Servant who killed Assassin?" As if he thought Weber hadn't heard it clearly, the Emperor asked again.

"Oh..." Webber was speechless when asked. Logically speaking, he should have seen it, but what he saw was not a servant at all, but money flying everywhere in the sky.

"Oh..." Webber looked at his thin wallet again, and couldn't help but sigh, thinking to himself, "If I can't die, I will definitely go and change my seat with Assassin, pick up a weapon and run away."

"You have seen nothing when you stare at the demon for so long?" the emperor asked in a tone of regret.

"How is it possible? Of course I saw it," his ability was questioned. This was something that the proud Weber could not bear. So after hearing the Emperor's words, he tried his best to defend himself. "The one who sent Assassin to heaven to get the bento should be the Tosaka family's Servant, the treasures flying all over the sky, and, in short, it was a guy with golden light all over his body, so in a moment, Assassin and God had tea."

"So, this is the problem, idiot." Along with the emperor's rough voice, there was a severe pain, and Webber felt that his forehead was about to explode.

"Ah... I was shot, and other masters sniped me with guns." After suffering the pain, Weber's weak body fell backwards, rolling on the ground with his head in his arms like a liberal.

"Hey, boy, although I don't know what the gun you are talking about, I just made it." The emperor scratched his red head, which had become a little fluffy and messy just now because he just got up.

It was rider's middle finger. Rider reached out to bounce Webber's forehead. Although he did not use much power, the middle finger, as thick as a branch, still brought Webber a fatal blow, and a big red envelope instantly swelled up on his forehead.

"hatthefuck, what did you say?" Webber jumped up from the floor, covering his forehead with his hands glaring at rider.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't expect you to be so...weak, just a quick flash and it turned out like this."

Although he said something apologized, rider's unapologetic tone made the little reason that Weber had retained in the end disappeared.

Since summoning this servant, Webber has not been able to maintain a good mood for a day.

Violence and physical destruction are not the first time, but the second time.

I was beaten twice by my own server that was equivalent to being a demon. Can I bear it?

"rider, you dare to hit me. Let me tell you, my dad is Li Gang." Webber gasped heavily, his breathing became a little rapid because of his anger, and his chest also fluctuated with his rapid exhale.

Damn, make a stick.

These four short words are the four words that are closest to the thoughts in rider at this moment.

"I said to you, if you have time to compete with me, it's better to find a recharge point to fill your IQ, and then observe the server that killed Assassin. What do you think?" Rider sighed deeply and said.

"It seems to be too." Weber had no way to refute rider. Although he didn't want to be useless by this, he only knew how to educate the muscles of eating, sleeping, reading books, and watching movies, but what rider said did make sense.

The battle with him for the Holy Grail is not the assassin who has gone to heaven to drink tea with God long ago, but the guy who sent the assassin and the servants and masters that have not appeared yet.

"Forget it, it's OK, is there any recharge points nearby?"

"Recharge? Your brain really needs to go to that kind of place. Of course it's just a joke," the emperor waved his hand at Webber, "Anyway, let's talk about what other things are particularly noticeable about that golden local hero? "

"There are indeed some things to say, for example... he looks very handsome."

In such a moment, you didn't see anything and actually paid attention to his face. The emperor also covered his face speechlessly. I wonder if it was a sadness to have such a master.

"Is there nothing else?" He Qiyedu, He Qiyedu, the emperor decided to make his last attempt.

"Yes, that golden servant is better assassin with treasures. Each weapon is not just a decoration. I can see the destructive power of the huge magic through the eyes of the demon."

"Do you have treasures? Although there are indeed heroes who have multiple treasures, such as me, it is obviously unrealistic to have so many treasures. It is probably a way of attack."

"For example, can the treasures that can be split infinitely? So just getting one is equivalent to getting a bunch of them?" Weber was surprised at the mystery of the treasures, and was also calculating his little abacus. "A must-have artifact for traveling at home. With it, my mother is no longer afraid that I will lose money."

Tell me, I don't have any ambition.

Rider slapped Webber's back, who was trapped in his own way, and this made Webber's weak feeling that his entire backbone was about to fall apart.

"Let's go, take you out for fun." The Emperor showed Weber a smile that could only be understood but not expressed.

Weber looked at the Emperor's smile and was full of expectations for the next trip. Maybe he could get rid of his single one.

Rider stood up, his tall body touched the roof, then stretched out his right hand to grab Webber into his armpits like a chicken, and his left hand pulled out the sword from his waist, "Go away, boy, the old driver is going to have a car."
Chapter completed!