The train continued onward.
In the dining car, Fang Zheng was still animatedly telling everyone about the Holy Grail War from before—of course, in "this" world, it had not been the Fourth Holy Grail War, but that naturally did not matter to Fang Zheng.
"However, just as SABER and LANCER were about to decide the victor, a figure standing atop a chariot suddenly flew down from the sky amid thunder and lightning, landing before them with an imposing presence. The burly master of that chariot sternly declared, 'My name is King of Conquerors Iskandar. I have entered this Holy Grail War under the RIDER class!'"
Having said that, Fang Zheng reached out, picked up the cup beside her, and took a sip of water. Just then, a voice rang out.
"How foolish."
Hearing that voice, everyone looked in its direction and found that Olga Marie had somehow come over and was standing nearby. From the look of it, she had apparently been listening to Fang Zheng's story all along.
"I heard that Servants in a Holy Grail War are supposed to conceal their identities. Wouldn't announcing it so brazenly let others discover his weaknesses?"
"Hahaha, Waver said the same thing back then. When he heard his own Servant reveal his name, he curled up beside Iskandar and nearly cried."
Fang Zheng laughed as well.
"But honestly, that kind of thinking is just ordinary people's thinking. Sure, exposing one's true name might reveal a weakness, but so what? For a Servant like Iskandar, even if he openly revealed his name, what weakness could you possibly exploit? If I remember correctly, he died of illness... You can't exactly expect a Servant to suffer from not being acclimated to the local environment, can you?"
"Th-That..."
Faced with Fang Zheng's question, Olga Marie could