In addition to Emiya Kiritsugu, Kotomine Kirei, and Tohsaka Tokiomi, those observing the battle included Rider Iskandar and his Master Waver Velvet, who were also sitting on the beam above the Mion River Bridge, watching the battle from afar.
From there, not only the seaside park but also the battle situation in the warehouse could be seen clearly.
"It's not good." Iskandar looked solemn.
"What's wrong?" Waver asked while lying on the beam, shivering in the cold wind.
"That guy who is most likely a Berserker Master is going to win." Iskandar said, "Lancer will be eliminated if this continues."
Waver wanted to say that it would be more advantageous for his side, but the next moment he was so surprised that he forgot his fear of heights, "Impossible! How can a Master defeat a Servant alone?"
"That's why I said it's not good!" Iskandar's deep voice was clearly audible in the night wind. "Saber and Berserker, who were fighting at sea just now, have also stopped and rushed over there. They've even got the weapons that Berserker lent them."
"Eh?" Waver began to lose track of the current situation.
"Without weapons, he can suppress Lancer with just his bare hands and magic. With weapons, he will be even more powerful!" Iskandar laughed excitedly, "Today, there are such warriors! I wish I could recruit him as my number one warrior to conquer the world!"
It would certainly be Iskandar's wish to encounter other Servants in the Holy Grail War, conquer them, and bring them under his command.
But in this era where mystery has long since faded for more than a thousand years, there are still warriors who can rival the Age of Gods. If one wants to conquer this era, such warriors should not be missed, either as enemies or as good generals.
"But aren't you planning to wait until they are both defeated before attacking?"
"I thought it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to fight heroes from different eras, even a one-on-six match. But if I could recruit useful talents before that, it would also be a good way to command troops."
A fierce and dangerous roar came from Iskandar's throat, like the roar of a lion, but the raised corners of his mouth made him look like he was smiling.
"It would be a shame to let them get into a melee now and cause someone to lose their life."
"Isn't it just right to die? Whether it's the Master or the Servant, the Holy Grail War is all about killing each other, wow wow—"
Waver's semi-hysterical attempt to reprimand Iskandar was interrupted by a bullet to the forehead.
"To win without destroying, to dominate without humiliating. This is the true 'conquest'!"
Iskandar drew the sword from his waist and slashed at the empty air, opening up space.
The surging magic power rushed out, and a shining treasure ox cart appeared with the flow of magic power. Waver, lying prone, held on to the steel bars of the bridge to avoid being blown away by the strong wind.
"That's enough for the show. Let's go, boy!"
"Stupid, stupid, stupid! Your behavior is totally incomprehensible!"
"Hmm? If you're unhappy, just stay here and watch, okay?"
"I'm going! You idiot! Take me with you!"
"Very good, this is my Master!"
Iskandar grabbed Waver by the collar, jumped onto his Noble Phantasm, the ox-cart - "Wheel of Heaven's Authority", and rushed towards the battlefield at the Wangan warehouse.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Tatsuya took Morgan's weapon in his hand and secretly marveled at the distribution of its weight. As a weapon, it was already top-notch.
He casually spun the weapon with one hand, his left hand in front and his right hand holding the gun behind his back.
A drop of sweat appeared on Lancer's cheek.
With just one glance, he could tell that this young man was an expert with a spear and might even be skilled in archery and horse riding.
The idea of retreat was temporarily cut off. As a spear user himself, Diarmuid wanted to learn the spear skills of the time.
The wind blew against the two people's clothes, making a patting sound.
"Magic and spearsmanship, which side do you want to die on, Lancer?"
"A Master who is forced to go to the front line by his Servants will die without a burial place, nameless magician."
Diarmuid responded to Tatsuya's provocation, carefully observing the opponent's next move and cautiously closing the distance.
He could see that Tatsuya was very good at performing large-scale magic quickly, which must have consumed a lot of magic power, otherwise, he would not have picked up the weapon thrown by Berserker.
Therefore, he should try to shorten the distance between them to the extent that even if Tatsuya used magic, both sides would be involved. This would force Tatsuya to choose hand-to-hand combat first.
What a strange weapon. Is it a spear, an axe, or a magic wand? Diarmuid observed the weapon and guessed.
Both sides tensed their bodies, ready to fight at any moment.
At this moment, the cold and clear feeling of oppression was broken by a sudden thunder.
"That is!"
Observing the battlefield, Artoria looked toward the southeast sky.
An object emitted interlaced purple lightning flashes in the night sky and rushed straight toward where Tatsuya and Lancer were.
"A chariot?" Morgan narrowed her eyes slightly. Is it Rider?
The chariot was pulled by two bulls, which ran forward with their feet on the void. Purple lightning shot out like a spider web, making a rumbling thunder that shook the atmosphere. The huge magic power released by each loud noise was enough to match the pressure when Morgan and Artoria fought.
An oxcart that can produce such an effect must be a treasure.
Servants who can possess chariot Noble Phantasms are mostly Rider-class servants.
"Vacuum Wave."
Diarmuid heard the words coming out of Tatsuya's mouth and saw the other party's fingers writing in the air, and the runes flashed by. A tornado surged into the sky, blocking the route that the ox cart had to take.
"Uooooohh ..."
Rider not only did not stop when he saw this but instead shook the reins and rushed straight towards the tornado.
The collision of the two magical powers instantly detonated, and the blast centered on the collision point caused the Masters and Servants watching the battle to resist with all their might, causing many containers on both sides to overturn.
After a brief confrontation between the two forces, the ox cart broke up the tornado and stopped on the icy road between Tatsuya and Diarmuid.
"Wow, you actually welcome the king in this way. This courage is worthy of praise. It makes me reluctant to let it go."
Far from being angry, Iskandar saw through Tatsuya's magic and realized that he was sending a signal.
If you want to get involved in this war, you must pay the corresponding price.
"What a wonderful wind-controlling magic. Even under my command, there is no one as talented as you." Iskandar praised him generously. "How about coming under my command? I will make you a court magician, second only to the emperor!"
"No need, it sounds like too much trouble..."
In stark contrast to his murderous fighting style, Tatsuya's attitude was rather lazy.
It looks like I have to stay up late tonight, he said to himself.
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