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Chapter 58: Ermelo II, Iskander
Fuyuki Airport
Fuyuki is also a large city, and many people come here every day for tourism or business.
Walking on the main road of the airport, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes suddenly sighed when he looked at the strange and familiar Fuyuki City
"It's been ten years and I'm finally back. "
The man is dressed in a windbreaker, and the whole person gives people a sense of civility and politeness, and he looks like an educator. But I don't know if he hasn't rested for too long, his face is not very good, obviously less than thirty years old, but he gives people a sense of vicissitudes of forty or fifty years old, as if he may die suddenly at any time.
Its name was Ermelo II. He also has a name: Weber Velvett.
But the name was no longer used ten years ago, and he had a new name and a new responsibility. However, he is still him, and no matter what he goes through, nothing will change in the core.
"Holy Grail War...... Will I be able to summon him?".
Ermelo II looked at Fuyuki City in front of him, his memory had returned to ten years ago.
Ten years ago, he was a young man who didn't know anything, and he came here to participate in a Holy Grail War because he stole his teacher's holy relic in a moment of anger.
He will never forget that Holy Grail War!
He can't forget the majestic man who appeared in front of him like a god, the banquet where the three kings toasted together, and the golden man on the Dongmu Bridge who destroyed himself and his dreams with a sword.
"It's been ten years, and my heart has never left here. "
Ermelo II looked at the back of his hand, where the bright red spell was already shining brightly.
Holy Grail Wars!
It's a little different from the Holy Grail War he fought in ten years ago, but it's still largely the same.
Ermelo II had already decided that it would be best to summon the king!If he couldn't summon it, he would take the summoned servent to grab the Holy Grail and make a wish for Iskandar to come!
Picking up his suitcase, Ermelo II took a car and headed for his destination.
The same place, the same people, the same relics, even the same time, except for the ten years apart, everything else is exactly the same.
Ermelo II was extremely serious, and he had been preparing for this summoning for a long time, trying to summon it perfectly.
"Proclaim, thy body hears my commands, and my life is with thy sword......".
Remembering the summoning spell again, Ermelo II's body trembled.
He could feel that as he chanted, a large amount of magic power continued to converge towards the magic array in front of him, making this magic array brighter and brighter!
In fact, Lin Xuan's version of the Holy Grail War doesn't need to be so troublesome at all, after having the spell, you can draw cards with a single thought, let alone chanting, and the holy relics don't need to be prepared. The main reason is that there is no place to get this holy relic.
But Ermelo II was still very ceremonial and prepared
"Seven days of entanglement of the three great spirits!!Crossing the wheel of inhibition!O guardian of the scales!".
Buzz!!
As the chanting ended, a huge figure stepped out of the magic circle in front of Ermelo II
The majestic figure, the red hair as fire, and the thick cloak hunted under the wind and waves of magic! Isn't this figure the one he has been waiting for for ten years!
"Yi ...... Iskander!!".
The moment he pronounced the name, his whole body fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.
However, he did not collapse on the cold ground. He was caught by a pair of powerful arms.
"Hahahaha! What's the matter, little ghost, I haven't seen you for so many years, why do you look overtired. "
"Rider!!You!!!It's great that you haven't lost your memory!!!" El Mello II looked at Iskandar in front of him in surprise.
Each summoning of the Heroic Spirits is a completely new experience, and they usually don't remember what happened in other Holy Grail Wars. However, Lin Xuan's version of the Holy Grail does not have this rule, except for the fact that he has a bad memory.
Ermelo II straightened up and looked at Iskandar in front of him, but he still secretly bit the tip of his tongue to make sure he was not dreaming.
"Great, great, not dreaming, great. "
Ten years, he didn't know how many times Iskander had dreams, but every time he woke up, he was greeted by an unfillable emptiness.
Looking at Ermelo II with this expression, Iskandar directly slapped him on the back with a huge hand like a pu fan and said loudly
"Hey, why are you looking at me with such an expression. Also, how long has it been since we last met?".
"Ten years, exactly ten years. "
"Hahaha, has it been so long? I mean, why do you have so many wrinkles on your face...... That's not right, you were just eighteen ten years ago, how can you look older than me when you were forty-eight?".
Ermelo II: "You died at the age of thirty-three, how do you know what you look like when you are forty-eight?" As for me...... People are subject to change. "
Ermelo II looked at the spell in his hand, then at Iskandar in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh again, "Maybe, it has never changed, and maybe." But one thing is certain, even if I am now, I am still not qualified to compete with you, but I will always work hard to complete this journey of chasing your back!".
Smack!
Iskandar put his arm around Ermelo II's shoulders, and he finally couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, what the hell are you talking nonsense about this little ghost! Ten years ago, you were already qualified to stand side by side with me! Otherwise, how do you think this king would accept you as a courtier? This king's eyes are very picky!"
“rider！！"
At this moment, Ermelo II finally couldn't hold back his tears. At this time, Ermelo II, one of the twelve monarchs of the Magic Society, had disappeared
The only one left was the teenager named Weber Wilwitt.
Rider Alexander Iskander, Master Ermelo II/Weber Villewit, contract completed!