"Hahaha, looks like this is going to get interesting. Still, since it's such a gracious invitation, let's go." With a boisterous laugh, Iskandar shouted loudly.
At this point, the queen—or rather, Waver—had already become a burly man 1.9 meters tall... Waver, who had originally looked more like an Oriental, now looked completely European.
After all, if one went by Iskandar's ancestry, he should have been Middle Eastern. But if one counted his actual bloodline, he was a descendant of Zeus, and thus a Greek.
After spending nearly eight hours, he had finally recovered and completed a long rest, returning to his optimal condition.
He should perhaps have said that Waver was even more...
"Wait, Rider. Don't rush. Let's assess the situation first. And don't forget about that Servant from last night." Perhaps because of Zeus's bloodline, Waver had gained a certain degree of enhancement, while also seeming to have matured somewhat.
Thus, although he still retained his original way of thinking, at least his weakness had vanished, leaving behind the calmness he should have possessed in the first place.
"Hahaha, now that's more like my Master. Good, then let's do it that way." Hearing Waver's words, Iskandar laughed again.
In truth, Iskandar wasn't someone who completely ignored other people's opinions. After all, he had once been The Great Emperor, surrounded by a whole group of advisers.
It was impossible for Iskandar to ignore every opinion.
However, in his view, Waver's previous suggestion had been completely useless—or rather, it had been nothing more than cowardice. He wanted to break Waver of his cowardice, because he believed that only then would Waver be qualified to become his Master.
That was also why Iskandar had ignored Waver's advice not to stir up trouble earlier.
But now, he was listening to Waver's words. At