Chapter 106: Weak Master and Strong Servant

In short, Weber bought a lot of equipment for this trip, most of which were camping supplies.

Weber was not tall, and compared to his muscular servants, he was as thin as a weakling. But even so, he still walked from the city center to the station carrying large and small bags of equipment.

During this period, he never thought of asking Iskandar for help, even once.

period,

Iskandar, who was always lively and fond of talking and chatting, never took the initiative to say that he wanted to help Weber.

The two of them remained silent in tacit understanding.

Iskandar had rich experience. Even though he died very early, he had seen too much of the glory and ugliness of human nature on the battlefield, and he had a pair of eyes that could identify his subjects.

He easily saw through his Master from the moment he was summoned.

——A child who has not found the right path but works very hard.

Iskandar did not hate such a Master, especially after meeting him, he even thought that it was a blessing to have such a Master.

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As the Holy Grail War continued, Waver gradually became familiar with his servants, from being strangers in the beginning.

Although he said he hated it many times and expressed his dissatisfaction many times.

But after gradually becoming familiar with each other, Weber gradually understood his true feelings in his heart.

It is a kind of worship, a kind of admiration, but more of it is yearning.

He, Waver, longs for his Servant, the historical King of Conquerors, Iskandar.

The shuttle bus has arrived.

Weber squeezed through the crowd. Perhaps it was the unique atmosphere of this country, his eccentric appearance did not attract too much attention, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The train passed through Miyama-cho, but Weber did not get off.

He got off the train after two stops.

The surroundings were very desolate. There was only one village at the foot of a rolling mountain. It was already evening, but there was no smoke rising from the chimneys.

After all, this is a modern society, and even in villages, only a minority of people use firewood.

He walked to a convenience store, bought a bento, and heated it up in the store's microwave.

Although Weber's country was not very particular about food, Weber was a very particular person.

In order to prevent the lunch box he had just heated up from cooling down, he had no choice but to carry the large and small bags and head towards the mountains again.

Very tired. Extremely tired.

Waver, who had been a student all along and whose only task was to attend classes, was now sweating profusely and panting.

He was very tired, and his legs were about to stop working because they were not used to the long-distance journey for the first time.

Whether it was the brutal Holy Grail War or this long-distance solo, it was all new to Waver.

But this sense of novelty does not bring excitement and pleasure, but rather shame and self-blame.

Because of the shame in his heart, Weber came here alone with the emotion of "knowing shame is close to courage" and challenged things he had never experienced before.

Although Waver had guessed Iskandar's situation in his heart, he still wanted to ask. He was very angry that the servant made the decision without asking him, which deeply hurt his already extremely sensitive self-esteem.

But being angry is only a temporary emotion, what happens afterwards...

Then comes self-blame.

"As a Master, no, as a magus, I am incompetent," Waver thought.

"If it was that person, this situation wouldn't have happened, right?"

Weber passed through the residential area and came to a mixed wood that was used as a green park and had not been developed.

There were dense weeds in the woods and not a single path. It was obvious that the place had been abandoned for a long time.

Weber continued to walk deeper into the woods without the slightest hesitation. He inexplicably thought of Kenneth, and the night when he was scolded by him and walked out of the classroom to steal his relic.

"If Iskandar's Master was not himself but Kenneth, would he have a better chance of obtaining the Holy Grail?"

This was not the first time this question had arisen in Weber's mind.

But every time, he couldn't come up with an answer.

Finally arriving at the destination, Weber suppressed the random thoughts in his mind, looked around, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that everything was correct.

The surrounding trees are very tall and there are wild grasses all around. When the breeze blows, it brings a smell that is not found in the city.

Unfortunately, Weber doesn't have the leisure time now.

——He is not here for sightseeing.

He quickly spread the thermal blanket he bought at the department store on the ground. He had no intention of appreciating the beautiful view. The most important thing now was to quickly finish the lunch box which was still warm!
"Hmm..." Weber ate his meal in big mouthfuls, his eyes empty, his mind obviously not on the food.

However, the servant who made him look blank, the unruly king, was very interested in the food he ate.

“Is this delicious?”

This was the first sentence Iskandar spoke after he used the King's Army to deal with the assassin.

Waver's body trembled. He didn't expect that Iskandar, who had been silent all this time, would speak at this moment.

He just paused, then spoke the truth from his heart:
"No, it's unpalatable! This is the food culture of this country."

Ha ha.

Although Weber knew very well how terrible the food in his own country was, he was in a foreign country and paid attention to the details of life and had high requirements for food, so he still unceremoniously despised the food of that country.

In response, Iskandar laughed twice.

He gave his advice:
"Boy, you were in Xindu just now and passed by 'Okonomiyaki·Zhong Kui' but didn't go in. The fried noodles and okonomiyaki there are so delicious. What a pity."

His tone was filled with regret. It was hard to imagine that the king who was determined to conquer the world and find the Endless Sea could be so elegant in the Holy Grail War. He knew everything about it, even Waver, who was obviously more of a "bystander" than him, didn't know.

Weber wanted to complain about this but didn't know how to say it.

He thought about Iskandar's well-intentioned but hurtful behavior, and said unhappily:

"If you still want to eat, quickly recover to the point where you can materialize."

As he said this, he ate his meal again, and continued while eating;
"You know where this place is, right? It's where I summoned you. For you, this is the most suitable leyline in Fuyuki. The efficiency of recovery should be much higher."

"I will stay here all day, doing nothing but sleeping. As long as you don't let me die, you can take as much magic as you want. This way, you will get better soon."

After saying this, in order to hide his emotions, Waver continued to attack the lunch box in his hand.

That's right,

Although he was not as talented in magic as his teacher Kenneth, he was also not as good as his teacher Kenneth in terms of magic level.

However, for Weber, who was born in a poor family in a magician family, he had a serious heart and was willing to sacrifice for victory.

This is exactly what Iskandar appreciates.

“Hahaha…” Iskandar said lovingly with a hearty laugh, “Since you noticed it, why didn’t you say it right away? It took me so long to realize you saw through me. It makes me… well, a little embarrassed.”

Waver didn't hear any embarrassment in his words.

"Fool!"

Now that the thin paper had been pierced, Waver no longer concealed his emotions:

"You should have told me earlier! If something happens and you can't use your full strength, I'll be the one in danger!"

After finally finishing the lunch in his hand, Weber took out the drink beside him and started drinking it.

As a princess, she is always a little shy.

Every time after saying something shameful, Weber always liked to do other things to dispel the emotions rising in his heart.

"Um…"

Weber sighed, and his voice became much softer:
"Why didn't you tell me?"

Just as the princess has to go through necessary emotional ups and downs before the prince and princess can communicate their true feelings.

After venting his emotions, Weber asked what he really cared about.

"I thought I could hold on a little longer, but during the battle with the assassin, I must have been affected by something, and the consumption was far greater than I imagined."

This answer made Weber understand many things.

"So, your strongest skill consumes a lot of magic power, right? I didn't pay much attention to it at first because it had no effect on me at all. I thought your Noble Phantasm was incredibly efficient."

Weber opened the sleeping bag he had bought from the store and lay down in it.

"You have actually been using your own stored magic power to share the magic power that should have been provided by me. What on earth are you thinking?"

Even though I knew that the answer given by Iskandar would not be the worst one in my mind.

But when he asked this question, Weber still closed his eyes.

The boy with low self-esteem has already developed a tough heart, but he has not yet experienced the baptism of wind and rain. His followers are his most precious wealth and greatest teachers in his life.

"Ah, after all..."

"Haha." Iskandar smiled awkwardly at first, then replied:

"To be honest, as a Servant, I can be said to be a pure soul eater. If I let go and consume my magic power and let you bear the responsibility, you might die at that time."

"I don't care, then."

Lying in the sleeping bag, the narrow space fixes my head and my sight can only be focused on the sky.

Maybe he could turn around? Weber didn't have that thought.

In the night sky, at some point, stars began to light up, shining golden in the night.

"This is a war I started. If I didn't bleed and sacrifice to win, then what would all this mean?"

Fate is so wonderful.

Tonight was simply the perfect interpretation of fateful night.

Kenneth and Weber are a stark contrast. One is from a rich family, the other from a poor one; one is extremely talented, the other is average; one is rich in resources and has prepared the holy relics in advance, the other made a hasty decision and stole the teacher's holy relics.

But this is it, this is fate!
It is hard to imagine what the scene would be like if the arrogant Kayneth summoned Iskandar and treated the King of Conquerors with the same attitude as he treated Diarmuid.

There are no ifs.

Iskandar's Master is Waver. This is a fact and also fate.

Tonight, Weber no longer looked trembling on the bridge. His voice was steady and full of determination.

"I just want to prove myself, to prove that even someone as insignificant as me can get something with my own hands."

This was Weber's initial thought when he participated in the Holy Grail. This student with average grades in the Clock Tower had always lacked confidence and was not recognized because of his background and his not-so-good talent.

By participating in this life-threatening war, all he wanted to do was to prove himself, nothing more.

There is no right or wrong in this idea, but Iskandar has a different opinion.

When he was alive, he was always running for the Endless Sea. That was his belief and the treasure he pursued.

Due to the limitations of the times, when he came into the modern era, a cheap enough world map caused the collapse of what he had always pursued.

So looking at Waver in front of him, he said earnestly:

"But kid, your statement is based on the premise that the Holy Grail 'really exists', right?"

This statement made Weber's pupils tremble and his mouth opened wide.

"I've fought before in pursuit of 'something I don't know exists'."

"Endless Sea." Weber muttered after hearing Iskandar's words.

"That's right." Iskandar confirmed Weber. "I boasted that I would take them to see the Endless Sea, and killed many people who believed my big words and followed me without thinking. Until the end, everyone was still dreaming of the Endless Sea I talked about."

"After I got the knowledge of this era, it was a big shock to me. I didn't expect the earth to be a closed sphere. What a bad joke. But even so, I had no choice but to accept it after seeing the map."

"As for me, I don't want anyone else to die because of my nonsense."

"If the Holy Grail does exist, then I am willing to respond to your passion for searching for it, but unfortunately, it is still impossible to determine whether the Holy Grail really exists."

How can Iskander's pain be fully expressed in a few words?

The shattered dreams, the soldiers who swore to follow him to death, dying for that false endless sea, those kinds of feelings, how could others empathize with him.

Weber could no longer feel the weight of the crown.

He is still in his own small world and has not really embarked on the track of his own life.

"But even so," he retorted, "I am still your Master."

Although he could not empathize with the heavy pain, Waver comforted his servants in his own way.

After saying that, he smiled bitterly.

He spoke with such confidence, but in reality he failed to even provide the most basic magic power to the Master.

Just as the two were having a heart-to-heart talk, a discordant voice rang out.

"Sorry for disturbing you both by visiting so unexpectedly."

(End of this chapter)