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"You, you... Can't you drive more steadily?!" Waver, who felt like he was about to get a brain concussion, had to lean on Alexander's shoulder as if he were exhausted.

"Ah, next ti, I promise, next ti!"

When Waver heard this, he almost rolled his eyes and fell off his horse. "There's going to be a next ti?!"

Just as he was about to vomit, suddenly, he noticed that the opponent's Servant on the other side seed to... be dressed exactly like his own Servant?

To be honest, he had wanted to complain from the beginning. First, he summoned a bizarre English-French cigar-smoking man who claid to be Zhuge Liang while wearing a suit. And now, he encountered another Servant dressed exactly like his other Servant?

Waver couldn't help but suspect that the Servants in this Holy Grail War were assigned uniforms when they were summoned.

Adult n just wear suits, and won and young boys wear identical ancient Greek skirts, right?

Although he knew it was impossible, the current situation made him involuntarily think about it. Now he was regretting even more that he took the job of delivering packages for his horoom teacher and ca to Fuyuki to participate in the Holy Grail War.

Oh, the poor guy even borrowed money from his classmates for the trip to Japan. Just thinking about it made Waver feel even more miserable.

"You... you are..." The female Servant in the red outfit, who was riding a horse with a nonchalant expression while dealing with Waver, was imdiately stunned. It wasn't obvious before, but at this mont, she fully sensed a familiar aura emanating from the Servant in front of her.

Actually, there was no need to sense the aura. Just by seeing Alexander wearing the sa outfit as her, she could already confirm the identity of the person before her, not to ntion that he was also riding Bucephalus, the famous horse of Alexander.

Without a doubt, the person who landed in front of her riding Bucephalus was her king, Alexander the Great.

Even though she had never seen Alexander in his childhood, and the young Alexander and the middle-aged Alexander were completely different people, she still had the utmost confidence in her judgnt at this mont. The person before her must be Alexander.

Her true na was Hephaestion, and she could be called Alexander's closest confidant. No one understood Alexander better than her!

If there was soone who understood him better than her, then it would be better for her to die.

However... though it was a bit disrespectful to say, she couldn't help but find the current Alexander... strangely cute.

"Ah, sorry, sorry. I've been ignoring you since earlier." After reluctantly pacifying Waver, who was complaining like crazy, Alexander heard the astonished words from Hephaestion, and only then did he turn his head and say to her, "Were you asking for my na just now?"

"Listen up, for I am the son of Zeus, Alexander... hmm hmm hmm..." Alexander confidently drew his sword and began loudly proclaiming his identity.

However, before he could finish, Waver imdiately reacted and hurriedly stood up, covering Alexander's mouth with both hands. "Idiot, why did you reveal your true identity?!"

"This is war, isn't it honorable to announce one's true na in battle?" After gently prying Waver's hands off, Alexander turned his head and looked at Waver with a puzzled expression. He suddenly felt that his Master might be a bit too timid.

Previously, when Zhuge Liang ntioned that the Master would go into battle together with him, Alexander was quite happy to have such a courageous Master. But now... it seed like there was a mix of bravery and cowardice.

"Do you think you're a samurai from Japan's Warring States period? Introducing yourself before charging into battle?" Saying that, Waver helplessly covered his face.

At this point, he was being driven crazy by his own Servants.

First, Alexander suddenly wanted to go out and fight, then Zhuge Liang lied to Alexander saying he also wanted to go, and then he threw himself out of the window!

That alone was already absurd, but what was even more outrageous was that now, in the midst of a real fight, Alexander actually wanted to reveal his true na!

If it were soone with a worse temperant, they might have started fighting directly at this point.

"As you can see, my Master doesn't seem to be pleased with revealing my true na. It seems we can only battle without knowing each other's true nas. What a pity." With these words, Alexander pushed himself up from Bucephalus' back with one hand and landed steadily ten ters in front of Hephaestion.

With his right hand gripping his sword, he assud a fighting stance. "By the way, your attire is almost identical to mine. Could it be that you are also a Greek Hero?"

"Sort of." Saying that, Hephaestion also prepared herself for battle once again, but this ti her expression was hesitant. She wondered if it was really appropriate to fight against her own king. Wasn't it too disrespectful?

She was sent by her current Master, who justified the attack on Alexander by saying, "Soone even more arrogant than oneself dared to provoke." If she didn't fight, that foolish Master would definitely use a Command Spell to force her to continue the battle. After all, that idiotic Master ca up with the absurd strategy of releasing hostility everywhere to identify and annihilate the enemy, which made Hephaestion's scalp tingle.

However, the person in front of her was her forr master, whom she also respected the most. She couldn't really fight, could she?

"Oh my... So fast! What kind of speed is this? Hey!" Feeling the lightning-fast speed of Tom, Bai Song began to question if he even had any weight at all. He was being carried by Tom as they raced like flying through the air.

Looking down, Bai Song finally noticed that at so point, Tom had put on roller skates, and not just any roller skates, but roller skates equipped with rocket boosters at the back!

The most absurd thing was that these rocket boosters didn't even have any visible storage for energy. It was as if the energy was being created out of thin air, directly violating the law of conservation of mass!

At this mont, Tom was effortlessly carrying Bai Song on these roller skates, sprinting towards Homurahara Academy on the mountain road.

If Bai Song wasn't mistaken, their current speed had to be at least 60 miles per hour!

Even when going around bends, Tom didn't slow down in the slightest. Instead, he kept going at full speed as if inertia didn't exist for him.

Feeling the sensation of Tom zooming through the eighteen turns on the mountain road, Bai Song felt his legs almost turning to jelly. "So... so fast... such a fast car!!!"

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