Wever regretted what he said the moment it came out of his mouth. Kenneth would at most snort coldly at such sabotaging words, but Rider was completely different. His strong curiosity and carefree personality had the destructive power to change the direction of things.
"Oh, I thought you were just a short guy who was there to make up the numbers, but I didn't expect you to have such unique insights."
Rider glanced at Waver with an amazed tone, "Not being bound by fixed thinking, but considering all possible situations that may cause a crisis, this is a very good way of thinking, boy, maybe you have the talent to be a military strategist."
"No way," Waver, who had been able to remain calm in the face of Kayneth's sharp tongue, lowered his head in embarrassment when he was praised by the legendary hero. "It's just because of past experience. Before entering the Clock Tower, all the magicians around me built their workshops in the basement, without exception, so I went to check."
Waver paused. Although his own magic skills were not outstanding, he was still confident in the breadth of his knowledge.
"A closed space is more conducive to the circulation of magic, and the underground setting combined with the strength of the workshop itself will not be easily destroyed by external attacks. This is why we chose the underground."
"From this poor practical point of view, you two are probably more like a master and servant. Rider, you are a king after all. I thought you could see through my intentions."
Kenneth snorted with disdain and did not comment on Wever's answer.
The ridiculed Rider was not angry, but looked at Kenneth with interest, "Oh, Master, what is your opinion?"
"From a practical point of view, this guy may be right, but building a workshop in the basement is just a practical, not realistic consideration."
Kenneth raised his head proudly and said, "Wever Velvet, can you understand the geographical location of the building under our feet?"
"It is the tallest and most conspicuous building in Fuyuki City, and it cost a lot to build..."
Originally, Wever lowered his head to avoid Kenneth's anger, but when he heard the question, he couldn't change his habit as a student and answered subconsciously.
"That's right. And you won't forget another point, right? The first principle of all magicians is that the mystery must be hidden."
If magic is not kept secret, its power will be weakened, and if magic is made public, its power will be weakened. Whether magic is made public or not is related to the future of a family and a magic system.
Magicians, both good and evil, abide by this principle because it also means protecting themselves.
"If you choose to blow up this magic workshop instead of charging head-on, you can indeed easily destroy it. But at the same time, you also have to think about the consequences of blowing up the most conspicuous building in a city."
Kenneth explained in a hoarse voice: "Even if ordinary people are driven away in advance, the value of this building means that the insurance company will definitely come to inspect it, which will expose the mysteries related to the Holy Grail War. In order to avoid this, the people responsible for the aftermath will have to compensate for everything themselves."
"The value of this building is at least hundreds of millions of pounds..."
After estimating the price of the hotel at his feet, Weber's face turned grim.
But Kenneth was still merciless and insisted, "For El-Melloi, this is not a small amount of money, let alone for ordinary magicians. If you can't pay it back, you will be wanted and hunted by the Executors and Agents."
"Do you think there are magicians willing to gamble their entire lives on an ordinary magic competition?"
Weber lowered his head and said nothing. Indeed, he was still a little naive. Although he did not think that what Kenneth said was necessarily right, there was indeed some merit in his words.
At this time, Rider received unexpected support.
"Master, your words are absolutely correct, but you are wrong about one thing."
Rider patted his knees and smiled brightly. "As for the mentality, I believe that there are indeed magicians who are concerned about these things. But since the Heroic Spirits have staked their wishes to participate in this fight, I believe that there will be such people among magicians."
"Even if you have excellent abilities, an overly arrogant attitude may become a stumbling block for you, Master."
"Huh, that's just the self-troubled talk of a mediocre person," Kenneth obviously disagreed with this point of view.
Rider did not continue to persuade him, but stood up and said, "So, do you want to go and see the so-called mediocre people fighting each other?"
"That's just what I want. Come on, Wever. Your first class is about to begin."
——Fuyuki City, Shinto Port.
As a warehouse connecting the port and the industrial area, there is no one here at night. Only the dim lights cast a lonely and empty shadow.
It is remote and spacious, making it the perfect place to launch the first battle.
The majestic silver knight slowly took off his hood and stood under the light, not flinching at all, even exuding his own aura as if in a provocation.
Behind him was Irisviel, who had a serious look on her face.
After Kiritsugu Emiya's death, she still chose to act according to the original plan. As the most special one among the three great families, it was impossible for her to hide in the dark. In this case, she might as well show her strength, judge the enemy's strength, and make plans for the next battle.
Moreover, she believed in Saber's power.
Saber had no intention of disobeying Irisviel's orders.
As a person of the strongest class and a first-rate Heroic Spirit himself, the Ever-Victorious King would never lose his upright self-confidence.
Rather, this is exactly what he wants. As a master, Irisviel's ability is worse than Emiya Kiritsugu's. In this case, Saber's ability has grown significantly, both her strength and magic power have been improved.
According to Irisviel, except for his agility and luck which were in the second tier, his other attributes had already reached the best level. Among all the Holy Grail Wars, he was also an exceptional Heroic Spirit.
How many enemies will come? Saber, who has failed twice in her duty of protection, turns all her anger into a surging fighting spirit, unleashing her powerful magic without restraint, and openly challenges all the servants to fight.
"Someone got there first."
Near the estuary dozens of miles away from the port, on the Fuyuki River Bridge connecting the old capital and the new capital, Kenneth stood on the edge of the bridge, unafraid of the strong sea breeze, and looked at the situation in the port through the magic of farsightedness. His unrestrained appearance formed a sharp contrast with Weber who was huddled up next to him.
However, compared with the rider who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and drinking red wine in big gulps, it was still a few points worse.
"Is it necessary to go to such a high place for reconnaissance?"
Kenneth frowned and asked.
"As a reconnaissance point, this location is excellent, and the scenery is great," Rider said calmly, "As a Rider, my greatest strength is mobility. With such an obvious presence, other Servants must be observing it. If a servant shows up together, wouldn't it be better?"
Hearing such a meticulous idea, Wever looked at Rider with some surprise. Although this guy looks bold on the outside, could it be that he has a good brain?
"That's not necessary. If you have enough confidence, you can gather all the Servants together and kill them together. However, that's too much trouble. Since I'm the strongest, I can just challenge the greatest Servants and kill all the challengers one by one."
Rider looked at Kenneth in surprise. He didn't expect that the other party could actually keep up with his ideas. Although his master was an excellent magician, he was not as compatible with him as the little man in terms of action concepts. Unexpectedly, he was in agreement with him in terms of pride.
"Since this is the master's opinion, then let's do it this way!"
Rider stood up and blew a whistle, causing the chariot with thunder to come in the air, "Let's declare war openly!"
[In the original novel, Kiritsugu Emiya blew up more things than this. Including the things that happened later, it was probably several hundred million euros, all of which were paid by Einzbern. In the end, he also blew up the Holy Grail. Einzbern was really at a loss.]