Late at night, around 11 o 'clock, somewhere along the Weiyuanchuan River that flowed through Fuyuki City.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, an ancient chariot pulled by two pitch-black bulls suddenly landed on the ground.
Then, the chariot disappeared, and two figures, one tall and one thin, appeared. It was Rider, Iskandar, the Conquering King, and his master, Wilbur Velvet, whom Sei Itō had met before.
At this time, Wilbur Velvet was like a frightened woman. He hugged Iskandar's waist tightly with a pale face.
"How rude. You're the inviter, but you didn't welcome the guest on the spot." Iskandar grabbed Wilbur's collar with one hand and took him away from his waist. He looked at the empty riverbank and said softly.
"I told you not to come here. Don't come here. This is the enemy's trap, but you didn't listen. Look at you now." Wilbur said loudly with dissatisfaction.
"Well, as a brave warrior, I have no reason to refuse an invitation," Iskandar said indifferently.
But then, Iskandar's expression changed slightly as he looked into the distance.
Then, at the next moment, a black cat followed Lancer who was holding a pair of red and gold spears and walked over slowly.
"A cat???" Wilbur, who noticed Lancer's appearance, also turned his head and looked over. Then, he exclaimed in shock.
"It's a Familiar, right?" Then, he seemed to have thought of something and said with uncertainty.
"What a coward." Iskandar curled his lips and said, "Lancer. Your name as a hero should be crying. "
Lancer smiled bitterly and did not say anything when he heard Rider's ridicule.
To be honest, he did not expect Sei Itō, who was strong enough to fight against the Heroic Spirits and could even defeat him after activating the Inherent Barrier, to use such a method to participate in the 'night party' that he held. It was really unbefitting of his identity. But since things had already come to this, Lancer could only accept his fate and followed him.
"Conquering King, did you bring wine?" At this time, the black cat's mouth moved slightly. He said in a voice that sounded a little strange.
"Yes, I brought it. But I won't give it to you who doesn't even dare to come here in person. "Iskandar patted the oval-shaped wooden cylinder beside him and said.
"It doesn't matter." The black cat said softly.
As they spoke, the black cat and Lancer arrived near Iskandar and Wilbur and stood still.
"Phew, phew …"
But at this time, a sound from afar. The sound was gradually clear and clear sound came from afar. Then, a blue light flashed. Saber, who was wearing a conservative skirt-style armor, appeared beside them.
Saber's Saber's a's and she's is's's's's a's's's's's's's.
Saber a '''s's,'s.
"You's a girl. Iskandar't's's a's day morning morning's a '''s't ''s He said with a hearty laugh.
"The ''s right''t's's This Ren Saber is the same as you, he is also the king of a country. '' As's'. She won't become's''s' 'unless she's defeated. " Without waiting for Saber to speak, the black cat said with a '' smile '' on her face.
"Oh?" Iskandar was stunned when he heard that. He then looked at Saber with more interest.
Obviously, to the Conquering King, conquering a ''s' 'was a feat worthy of praise. It was worth his effort.
"My name is Iskandar, the Conquering King. I've participated in the Holy Grail War and obtained the rank of Day. How about you, young Saber? "Iskandar had a smile on his face but his tone was serious as he introduced himself.
"I'm the British Kingdom's' Queen, Artoria Pendragon," Saber answered sternly.
"Oh? The British Kingdom's' Queen? "Iskandar was surprised when he got the answer." That's too shocking. The world's renowned Knight King is a little girl. "
"Then, try to eat the '' little girl's' 'sword, Conquering King." Saber's eyes flashed with anger when she heard that. She lowered her body and said in a deep voice as if she was ready for battle.
"Sure." Iskandar smiled fearlessly. At the same time, he pulled out the short sword at his waist, the Sword of Kerud, and pointed it at Saber.
In an instant, a sense of urgency filled the place.
"The guests are not here yet. Is it really okay to ruin the party?" Just when Saber and Day were about to fight, the black cat's strange voice echoed in the place again.
"It's okay. This can be considered as entertainment before the party." Iskandar said boldly. However, the battle aura on his body was slightly weaker.
"Then I'll definitely leave traces of blood on your body," Saber replied without showing any signs of weakness.
"It's too bloody. Let's drink," the black cat interrupted.
"Little girl, do you dare to drink with me?" Iskandar glanced at the black cat and then looked at Saber with a smile.
"You can call me King Arthur, or Altoria. If you call me that again, I'll teach you a lesson, "Saber said with a strong aura.
"Okay. I was rude before." Iskandar smiled. He then sheathed the Sword of Kerud at his waist and clenched his other hand into a fist and punched the lid of the wine barrel.
Bam!
In the next second, wood shavings flew everywhere. A faint wine aroma drifted out from the round wooden barrel.
Iskandar sat beside the barrel and took out a long ladle from the side of the barrel. He scooped a spoonful of wine and brought it to his mouth. He then drank it all in one gulp.
He then put the wooden ladle back into the barrel and scooped out another spoonful of red wine. He then passed it to Saber.
Saber looked at Iskandar and lowered herself to sit on the grass by the riverbank. She took the wooden ladle and drank the wine in the ladle in a similar manner.
Iskandar then took the ladle that Saber passed to him and scooped out another spoonful of wine. However, he did not pass it to the black cat that had Sei Itō's spirit as support. He also did not pass it to Lancer who was standing beside the black cat like a guard. Instead, he took the ladle and drank it.
It did not seem like he was deliberately ignoring them. It was as if he was blatantly saying that the two of them were not qualified.
However, regardless of whether it was Saber or Lancer, they did not think that Iskandar's behavior was wrong. They accepted the current development as a matter of course.
"The feast of the kings …" The black cat muttered in a voice that only it could hear.
After drinking for thirty minutes, Iskandar who passed the wooden ladle to Saber suddenly said in a very serious tone, "I heard that only those who are qualified can obtain the Holy Grail."
In an instant, the atmosphere around them became stagnant. It became like a highland area. It made it difficult for Wilbur who came out of the place to breathe.
"And the ceremony to choose the qualified person is this war in Winterwood. But if you're just a bystander, then there's no need to shed blood. As heroic spirits, if we can recognize each other's abilities. As for the words after that … I don't think I need to say it. "Iskandar ignored the changes in the surroundings and continued.
Saber took the wooden ladle without hesitation. She drank the wine in the ladle and asked in a soft voice, "So, first of all, you want to compete with me to see who's stronger? Damn it. "
"That's right. We'll have a real competition in the name of 'king'. But if that's the case, it won't be called the Holy Grail War anymore. It'll be better called the Holy Grail Quiz … In the end, between the Knight King and the Conqueror King, who will become the Holy Grail King? It's the best question to ask a wine glass, "Iskandar said in a serious tone.
"You're excluded," the black cat turned around and said to Lancer beside it.
"That's good too. I only need to fight with the winner of their battle and obtain victory." Lancer was not affected by the fact that he was excluded. His tone was still full of confidence.
"Besides, isn't the change now what you want to see?" Lancer's gaze stopped on Saber and Ryder as he said softly.
Although it was not obvious, Lancer could feel that everything that was happening now was guided by this guy who was temporarily wearing a cat's skin beside him. He just did not understand why he would do that.
"Ah, speaking of which, there's someone who calls himself 'king' here," Iskandar then laughed mischievously as he muttered to himself.
"Stop joking around, you bastard." The moment Iskandar's words subsided, a voice filled with arrogance echoed in the field.
Then, a golden light flashed and a new figure appeared.
The person was about 1.8 meters tall with a slender body. He wore a golden armor that was completely made of gold. His face was handsome as if he was not a living being of this world. His hair was blonde and there were golden earrings on his ears. Other than the black lining of his armor, a bright red cape that was not golden hung behind him. It swayed gently in the night breeze.
The person who came was none other than the king of ancient Uruk who was known as the Golden Sparkle — Archer, Gilgamesh.
Saber frowned again when she saw the person who came.
"Finally, another one," the black cat smiled.
Gilgamesh did not even look at the black cat and Lancer beside it. He walked straight to Rider and Saber and sat down on the grass by the river bank, mimicking them.
"I can't believe you chose such a lousy place to hold the feast. You're really a bastard with such poor taste. How are you going to apologize for making me come all the way here? "Gilgamesh said coldly.
"Well, although this place is lousy, the scenery is not bad. The place is spacious, it's suitable for us to drink and battle." Before Sei Itō could speak, Iskandar handed the wooden spoon with red wine to Gilgamesh and said.
"Come, let's have a drink first."
When Gilgamesh heard this, he surprisingly didn't say anything. He reached out to take the wooden spoon and drank the wine in the spoon in one gulp.
"What kind of lousy wine is this? Using this kind of wine for a battle between heroes?" Gilgamesh said in disgust.
"Is that so? I bought it from the market here. It's a good wine, "Iskandar said.
"You think so because you don't know anything about wine, you bastard," Gilgamesh snorted. A golden vortex appeared beside Archer, and a golden wine bottle inlaid with red gems was spat out from it. Gilgamesh took it and placed it on the ground.
"Look, this is the 'Wine of the King'."
At the same time, Gilgamesh took out three golden wine cups that were also embedded with fine gemstones from the golden vortex. He poured the colorless, transparent liquid from the golden wine bottles into the cups and gave it to Iskandar and Saber.
"Oh, I'm so touched." Iskandar took the wine glass and took a sip. He did not mind Gilgamesh's tone at all.
"Oh, delicious!" Iskandar's eyes were wide open as he praised.
His reaction piqued Saber's curiosity. She lowered her head and took a sip as well. Almost instantly, a fragrant and strong aroma that was different from any wine she had ever tasted filled her heart.
"This is amazing. This wine is definitely not brewed by humans. It must be brewed by gods." At this moment, Iskandar's unfinished praise rang in Saber's ears again.
"Of course, whether it's wine or swords, only the best things are stored in my treasury. This is the taste of a king." Gilgamesh shook the wine glass in his hand and smiled.
His tone was matter-of-fact.
"Are you kidding me, Archer?!" At this moment, Saber's angry roar was heard.
"I'm tired of listening to you boasting about your treasured wine. You're not like a king, you're more like a clown."
"Ridiculous. A person who doesn't know anything about wine is not fit to be a king." Gilgamesh sneered at Saber who was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
"That's enough. You two are so boring." Iskandar smiled bitterly. Then, he turned around and continued the previous topic. "Archer, the best of your wine can only be matched by the Goblet of Utmost Treasures. Unfortunately, the Holy Grail is not used to hold wine. Now, we're having a Holy Grail Quiz to determine whether or not each other has the right to obtain the Holy Grail. First, you have to tell us why you want the Holy Grail. Archer, you have to use your identity as a king to convince us that you have the right to obtain the Holy Grail. "
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