[114] Conquering the Comic Convention

"Destroy..."

Altera's eyes gradually lost their clarity as she spoke, but quickly regained it: "No... I don't want to become Sefar..."

"I see, so this is what you've been resisting all along."

"Master?"

"Huh? Who?" Zaraki Kenpachi looked at the man who had walked out from the side.

Kayneth slowly emerged, having set up a barrier around them, which was why there had been no movement between the two of them despite fighting here for half a day.

"So, Altera! I use the command spell—"

"Wait!"

Altera didn't say anything, just looked at him.

"Become Sefar!"

Chirp—

The command spell vanished.

However... there was no sign of transformation in Altera other than her magical energy recovering.

"Hmm? Was one command spell not enough?"

"It's not about the command spell." Zaraki Kenpachi's body slowly dissipated, revealing the appearance of Kazuya inside...

Time had run out.

"What do you know, Caster..." Kayneth looked at Kazuya with trepidation. He had seen the battle through Altera's perspective within that bounded field.

This guy... his other form is like a monster.

Altera couldn't do it, and King Iskandar couldn't either...

It's really troublesome...

"Although she is a Heroic Spirit, she's a bit special compared to other Heroic Spirits. To become a Giant God of Destruction, Sefar, you need to obtain power from the original body, right? And now... this Heroic Spirit is essentially a dream of the original. Trying to command the original through a dream? It's not impossible, but a single command spell is far from enough. That's it, goodbye."

Kazuya said, waving his hands, and left.

Out of fear for him.

Kayneth didn't order anyone to pursue, but... he felt a bit uncomfortable wasting a command spell on himself.

"Tsk... gone, Saber!" Kayneth clenched his fist. He never expected the first command spell to be wasted like this! And the reason... was simply because this person didn't want to transform?

Aren't you the embodiment of destruction? Why resist destruction?

On the other side...

Kazuya sighed softly. "Really... shouldn't have used Zaraki Kenpachi... he's just not useful."

The others were fine... but, in reality, Zaraki Kenpachi could have already taken out that Saber and Rider if he wanted to.

First, he stopped fighting because his enemy was too weak and then felt that Saber's Noble Phantasm had decent power, so he went straight in!

And he even suppressed the body's instincts, suppressed the body's regenerative ability, and controlled the wounds with spiritual pressure to prevent them from healing...

Although he had known that Zaraki Kenpachi was wild and very combative, he liked the character a lot, which was why he had summoned him. However, he never expected to encounter such a situation.

It seems like he can't use this character anymore in the future...

No, he can use him in simple sparring matches, but not in life-or-death battles.

However, through this battle, he realized one thing... this ability may seem strong, but it's actually very impractical.

Because every strong individual has their own temper.

It's not like Kazuya , who would just kill anyone he was told to.

Those guys don't easily follow others' orders; they have their own ideas...

If that's the case, the number of available options has suddenly diminished significantly...

Strong and obedient...

Tsk!

If that doesn't work, then he'll have to use another method!

...

Rito Ishizaki held his breath as he watched Kayneth and his group leave, then swallowed hard, "Phew... they're finally gone!"

He didn't know about the others, but one person had definitely noticed him and seemed to have covered for him!

That person was the King of Conqueror - Iskandar.

Otherwise... at the moment when the bounded field was released, he would have been exposed.

"What am I... doing?"

Looking at the camera he had placed on a nearby tree, he covered his head...

The matter with his friend had been resolved.

The police didn't say much to him at all, they simply processed it as a "disappearance."

And then... on that day, he went to visit the church...

The church had completely and utterly recovered, as if it had never been destroyed.

Afterwards... he came here with the camera he had originally prepared to take photos at the comic convention... Ryuudou Temple—

He happened to notice something was wrong and secretly rushed over.

Then he saw that battle.

It seemed like King Iskandar had noticed him from the beginning... but for some reason, had concealed his presence...

Although he didn't know why, it seemed like it was because of this that he had survived.

Even now, he was trembling all over, terrified.

But... even so...

The experience of his friend from the last time had already taught him.

...

A man walked through Fuyuki City...

If you were to catch a glimpse of his deliberately concealed face, you would recognize that this person is Matou Kariya.

"The Holy Grail War... has it already begun?"

He had returned once a year ago. Back then... the Tohsaka family had already set up a bounded field, making it impossible to enter or leave.

The Matou family had also completely disappeared.

Neither Matou Zouken nor Matou Byakuya cannot be found.

...

"Hey, Rider, is this really a good idea?" Waver looked around at the people constantly glancing their way, with a feeling that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide himself in.

"It's fine! Lift your head, kid!" King Iskandar looked at the crowd constantly looking over with an air of nonchalance. "This is a rare opportunity!"

"Yeah, it would be better if you disguised yourself a bit."

"Hahaha! It's okay, it's okay. Look, they probably think I'm cosplaying as the [King of Conqueror Iskandar] now. Hahaha! Playing as yourself! Isn't that interesting? Anyway, you've already gathered information, right? Where's the convention? I'm quite curious."

"Oh, no... How did it turn out like this?" Waver held his head, hardly believing it.

He never expected that this guy would want to attend a comic convention and didn't even have plans to conceal his appearance.

"I don't care anymore. It's this way! I remember it's this way!"

"Oh!"

"Um... Excuse me." Just then, someone approached, holding a camera and asked, "Are you cosplaying as the King of Conqueror? Can I take a photo?"

"Hahaha! Of course, no problem!" Iskandar flexed his muscles on his arm and said, "How's this?"

"Oh, perfect! Perfect! It looks so real, just like a real person!"

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