There was no pain as expected. He was held up by a pair of warm, strong and solid arms. Weber opened his eyes tremblingly. What he could see was the exaggerated chest muscles that were almost breaking free from the restraints of his clothes.
"Hahaha, it's not okay to be so frizzy."
Iskandar laughed heartily and helped Weber up. It was clear that the dining table was still quite far away from the stairs.
"Looking at this neat skill, has Mr. Alex served in the military?"
The old man greeted Weber and motioned for him to come over for breakfast.
"Well, to be precise, a commander who commands soldiers and generals."
Iskandar returned to his seat, stuffed his huge body into it, picked up the beer on the table, drank it in one gulp, and then couldn't help but sigh.
"Ha-that's really an unforgettable memory!"
"It seems that Mr. Alex is more powerful than I thought. You can tell just from the wine. As the saying goes, wine is like a person."
The old man took the wine bottle and filled up the empty glass, and then poured himself another glass. His face was glowing red, and you could tell that he was really happy to meet a drinking companion who was enjoying drinking.
"When my Weber came back from England, I also expected that he would become able to drink more, but he is not yet able to do so. I have been bored until now."
"Hahaha, because he is still young and does not understand the joy of drinking! I often tell him that in life, happiness is victory."
"That's right, it's just that I didn't understand these truths until I was old. I'm really ashamed."
………
Seeing the old man and Iskandar chatting and laughing, Weber sighed softly, pulled out the chair, and sat on it feebly. God knows why it developed like this.
"Why didn't you inform us in advance that Mr. Alex was coming? I haven't had time to make any preparations."
The old lady placed warm milk and fried eggs in front of Weber, and then put the knife and fork. Although it was said that when one goes to the countryside, do as the Romans do, Weber had no way to master the use of chopsticks in a short period of time, so he could only lie and claim that he was in the UK.
I have become accustomed to using knives and forks.
But now he is more curious about Iskandar's current situation.
"No, no, madam, you don't have to worry. This kind of casual home-cooked food is the most delicious."
"That's so polite. You really know how to talk."
The old lady smiled and then brought the new dishes. Weber became increasingly confused and could only watch silently.
"Webber has such a temper. Although he doesn't need anyone else to worry about him in the UK, I didn't expect to make a reliable friend like you, Mr. Alex. Taking care of Webber is really troublesome for you."
"Of course not, Weber helped me a lot."
………
After listening for a while, Weber roughly understood what was going on. He used suggestion magic to make the old couple mistakenly think that he was their grandson who had returned from studying in the UK. Iskandar's excuse was that he was a friend he met while studying in the UK.
I came to Fuyuki City once to visit Weber.
Although it is not clear why the old couple believed the words of such a stranger, there is no doubt that Iskandar was warmly welcomed in, and he was also entertained at the table.
The delicious breakfast tasted like chewing gum at this time. After finally getting over it, he returned to the room. Weber closed the door, looked at Iskandar who was following behind him, and immediately asked.
"What on earth are you going to do-?!"
Seeing Weber almost crying, Iskandar scratched his head and waved the package in his hand.
"I just went shopping, but I can't get these clothes back in my spirit body."
"Shopping? Clothes?"
Hearing these sensitive words, Weber's heart thumped, and he had an unpleasant premonition.
"It's just these clothes."
Iskandar opened the package in his hand, which contained an oversized top and pants. He took out his wallet from his pocket and threw it to Weber.
"But it was really difficult to find clothes that fit my size. I went to several stores."
"If you just want to buy clothes, just let me go out and buy them. And why do you want to buy clothes?"
Weber took the wallet and checked the amount in it in a panic. You must know that the money he came to participate in the Holy Grail War was all borrowed from that guy Melvin. For the sake of face, he did not have the nerve to borrow too much. If
If Iskandar spends too much, he may have to swim back to England.
However, after checking, he found that the number of Fukuzawa Yukichi inside had not changed, but there were just a few missing pictures of Higuchi Kazuyo and Noguchi Hideyo.
He then let out a long sigh of relief and sat down on the bed. Weber, who was exhausted because he was suddenly relieved, didn't even have the energy to get angry at Iskandar who took his wallet without authorization.
"Of course you bought clothes to go out for reconnaissance, and you must have been very tired these past few days. You need to have a good rest."
"……Thanks."
After hearing Iskandar's words, Weber was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but lower his head.
"Is there anything I need to thank you for? I've seen all your efforts. It's just that blindly reading the information and relying on familiars won't do. You still need to go out for a walk in person for reconnaissance."
However, Iskandar quickly tried on other newly purchased clothes, enjoying himself in various poses.
"Hahaha - it turns out that the bull on the chest suits me better. A real man must be as strong as a bull!"
"Uh-huh……"
Weber nodded and couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Is this the feeling of being recognized? It was something he had never felt in the Clock Tower.
Iskandar took out the folded map of Fuyuki City, which he bought while buying clothes.
"Here, here, and here."
He picked up the ballpoint pen and marked it on the map, "Battles between servants have broken out in these places. Some places are suspected of being the magic workshops of other masters, especially here."
On the map, a circle is drawn where the Tower of Babel is located.
"This should be the magic workshop of the magician who defeated Berserker."
"Lord Animusfia..."
Weber murmured to himself that as a magician he could actually defeat a servant. It should be said that he was worthy of being the Lord of the Clock Tower. He was as strong as a monster.
"Wait a minute, are we going to investigate the Tower of Babel building?!"
Suddenly he reacted and stood up suddenly. The bad feeling came to his mind again.
"It's just reconnaissance. I admit that guy is very strong, but I will only be stronger than him. At worst, if I'm discovered, I'll just rush up and beat him up."
"Ahhh! What a joke!"
"Hahaha - don't give up before you start. Anyway, give it a try first. Maybe you can gain something?"
"..."
Iskandar didn't pay any attention to Weber's screams. He patted Weber on the shoulder, let out a hearty and rough laugh, and then carried him out of the room.