Chapter 550: I can’t have so few fans
At this moment, Yvette didn’t care about Ling Ye’s thoughts. She fully played her role as the host. At this moment, she was trying her best to liven up the atmosphere. After the cheers ended, Yvette continued, "And the other one is our legendary hero, the man who conquered the Eurasian continent, the conqueror king Alexander, Iskandar!"
As soon as Yvette finished speaking, the scene fell into silence for a while. There were only two applause sounds in the whole venue, that is, Weber in the audience and the monarch El-Melloi II, two lonely voices echoed in this venue, and for a while, the scene was also particularly awkward.
"Just now, what on earth happened? My emperor can’t have so few fans!"
Monarch El-Melloi II and Weber looked around, and at this moment, in this venue, it seemed that there were indeed no other fans of the emperor. Although the emperor’s personality charm was great, it was obvious that this was Ling Ye’s home court, so Iskandar simply couldn’t get too much support.
"Haha, it doesn’t matter. Compared to shouting, I have never been afraid of anyone." At this moment, Iskandar was particularly calm. He quietly walked to his seat and sat down, and Ling Ye also shook his head, and then came to the side of the Black King Liya who had arrived early.
"Black King, what are we waiting for? This game that started in the wrong way should have ended long ago."
After hearing Ling Ye’s words, Black King Liya said lightly, "Don’t worry, the old Shining and Mapo, Emiya Kiritsugu and Red A, Emiya Shirou and Arthur, and Toosaka Rin and Saber have not arrived yet. We should wait until they all arrive before starting the game."
"So, when did I accidentally draw fate, stay, night as a fantasy carnival? Will there be some racing, badminton or other competitions later?"
"Huh? Ling Ye, what’s your imagination?" Gilgamesh on the side looked at Ling Ye in confusion. "We are Heroic Spirits. How can the competition format of ordinary people be our competition?"
Listening to Gilgamesh’s words, Ling Ye couldn’t help but secretly complain. He didn’t know which guy was racing every day in the fantasy carnival. While Ling Ye was silently complaining, a team of figures walked over silently outside the duel field.
"Dad, is this the place where they agreed to fight?"
At this moment, outside the barrier of Ryudo Temple, the six members of the Emiya family slowly walked over. At this moment, Emiya Kiritsugu listened to Emiya Shirou’s words and nodded silently, "Yes, this is it. I wonder if the six of us can have a chance to grab the Holy Grail."
After listening to Emiya Kiritsugu’s words, Illya on the side stood up directly. "Don’t count me in, I’m not going to fight with my big brother, and my Hercules has only recovered four lives, so I can’t beat my big brother at all." Illya saw veryClearly, to be honest, if she hadn’t been depressed these two days, she wouldn’t have come with Emiya Kiritsugu. She still knows Ling Ye’s strength very well. If her Heracross is in peak condition, she can still fight Ling Ye, but with only four lives, forget it.
"Also, if you ask me, you should hurry up and admit defeat. Brother Ling Ye is very strong. I know you can’t win." Illya said confidently. Looking at the proud look on her little face, Emiya Kiritsugu couldn’t help but shook his head and silently shouted in his heart that the family was unfortunate and girls were extroverted, and then there was nothing to say.
"How can I not know that? However, I still want to reason with Ling Ye, or maybe he agrees with me."
Red A. . ? . . . Dad, when did you become so naive? Have you ever seen anyone give up the Holy Grail?
Seeing the low morale on his side, Arthur couldn’t help but smile confidently. "Don’t be so discouraged, we are very strong!"
Arthur is worthy of being a king. He did not forget to boost the morale of the whole team at this time. At this time, behind them, a golden figure fell from the sky. This figure was the old Glitter, and the other figure was none other than Rin Tosaka and her King. At this time, the last few remaining Heroic Spirits finally gathered. These people looked at each other, and all regarded each other as their enemies. Among these people, the old Glitter was quite calm. He had no interest in the Holy Grail. The reason he appeared here was entirely to duel with his nemesis, the Golden Glitter. Only by defeating himself could he prove that he was the strongest Heroic Spirit. And now the old Glitter is very confident. He has made sufficient preparations, even the Noble Phantasm is ready. Therefore, the old Glitter is extremely relaxed at this moment. He looked at the group of people in front of him and said proudly.
"What are you doing standing outside? Come in!"
