Generally speaking, the quality of red wine fermented and stored in oak barrels is not bad, and this type of red wine is also very particular about drinking. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Shinji, who has not systematically studied this aspect of knowledge, doesn't know what kind of attention is made, but he knows that it is definitely not Rider who pries open the barrel with his fist and serves the wine with a bamboo sake spoon.

While it is sheng, it is also boasting to others.

"It's a little weird, but it's a traditional drinking vessel in this country. ”

Skaha looked at Rider's hearty and somewhat funny expression, sighed softly, and corrected Rider's mistake.

"It is indeed a traditional Eastern wine vessel, called a wine tea, or a wine teaspoon, but it is not used to hold red wine, let alone a wine glass. ”

"Is that so? ahahaha. Rider smirked and touched the back of his head, "No wonder the shopkeeper looked at me so strangely, I was mistaken." Hey, Master Saber, do you have any drinking cups in the castle? ”

Alice Fell asked Saber with a look in her eyes, and after receiving an affirmative answer, she turned and trotted away.

"So during this time - Saber, Archer, Assassin, I don't know if you've ever heard of such legends. Legend has it that the Holy Grail will only be delivered to those who are commensurate with it, and the consciousness that decides whether it is proportionate or not is this war in Fuyuki. ”

Rider said calmly, igniting the flames of war. Although it was rare to see him speak in such a serious tone, for some reason, there was no sense of inplace.

"But if it is just to determine the candidate does not actually require bloodshed, if there is a 'character' that the Heroic Spirits agree with, then the answer will naturally appear. ”

"You mean tonight's banquet is all about competing with each other, right?"

Saber, who had changed into the black suit, raised her eyebrows.

"That's right, a real contest in the name of the 'king' is not a 'Holy Grail War' but a 'Holy Grail Q&A'. Whose quantity is more worthy of the 'King of the Holy Grail'? ”

At this point, Alice Fell came back with a couple of goblets, Saber took them, and Rider poured them with a spoon.

"Come, have a drink first. ”

Rider said, first draining the wine from his glass. The bold drinking method that is not commensurate with the goblet and red wine is not the slightest dissonance on Rider, which is the hero's strength and personality charm.

Although the other three servants are petite compared to Rider, their drinking momentum is not inferior at all. This is a battle in the name of "banquet", and all the people who participate in the banquet are kings, and no one will weaken their momentum.

Rider, Assassin, and Saber all looked unchanged, except for Archer, who showed disgust.

"What kind of shoddy wine is this? Do you think you can really measure the strength of a hero with this kind of thing?"

"Yes? It's one of the best in the local market. ”

Rider would say this because he didn't know that in modern times, really good sake doesn't go to the market, and although Fuyuki City is inhabited by many foreigners, it is only a small city and there is no place to sell high-end wine.

"I think that because I don't know what real wine is, you bastard. ”

Archer scoffed, and the space around him began to spin and twist. Webber and Alice Phil saw this scene and knew that it was the precursor to the strange phenomenon that produced countless treasures, and they immediately felt chills all over their bodies and stood up.

But tonight Archer summoned from his side not weapons or anything like that, but a set of wine vessels adorned with brilliant gems. The heavy golden wine bottle contained a clear, colorless liquid.

"See clearly, this is the real 'king's wine'. ”

"Oh, that's great. ”

Rider didn't take Archer's unpleasant way of speaking for granted, happily pouring his new wine into the four golden wine glasses that went with the Golden Bottle.

Skaha naturally picked up the two wine glasses in front of him, one of which was handed to Saber, who was also from Celtic.

Saber seemed to be more wary of Archer than the other two, and although she was hesitant about the wine in the golden bottle, she didn't refuse, and took the glass that Skaha had given her.

"Wow, it's delicious!"

Rider, who drank first, shouted with his eyes open.

In this way, Saber's curiosity outweighed his vigilance. Besides, here and now is to compare the character of everyone, how can the wine poured by others be left.

The moment the drink entered her throat, Saber felt a strong swelling sensation in her head. It is truly a fine wine that has never been tasted before, both intense and fresh, aromatic and pleasant. Too strong a gustatory pleasure overshadows the sense of smell, and even the sense of sight or touch becomes dull.

"This is wonderful! This wine must not have been made by humans, is it something from the age of mythology?"

Hearing Rider's compliment, Archer smiled leisurely.

"Assassin, can you tell where this wine came from?"

It sounds like a casual question, but it has a deep meaning, and this is also a kind of confrontation, a confrontation of knowledge. Archer wants to test the legendary "wisdom of the demon realm" that surpasses human beings by placing himself on the outside of the world.

Seeing this, Skaha put down his glass and sat down in response, "Rider is right, it's indeed something from the age of mythology, and it's a wine that only gods are qualified to drink. ”

"Dionysus?" Rider lived in ancient Greece, and the first thing that comes to mind when he mentions Dionysus is Dionysus, the god of wine in Greek mythology.

"It's not. Skaha shook his head, "It's a god older than Dionysus, the origin of all the Dionysian gods like Dionysus, Bacchus, and so on. In the earliest days, gods had no names, and they were not divided into gods according to human myths and legends as they do now. They are an extension of nature, a product of concepts - the god of fire is the god of fire, the god of war is the god of war, the god of thunder is the god of thunder, the god of wine is the god of wine, with the development of human beings, a single concept is differentiated and refined, and there are various god systems, all kinds of gods with the same priesthood. Archer's wine is supposed to be the primordial wine from the primordial god of wine, am I right?"

Hearing this, Archer looked at Skaha with approving.

"Yes, your erudition deserves the king's praise, Assassin. Whether it is wine or swords, there is only the supreme treasure in the king's treasury------- which is the taste of kings. ”

"What a joke, Archer. ”

The one who uttered the awe-inspiring rebuke was Saber, and the calm was gradually shattered by the tense atmosphere.

"Commenting on the way of the king with the quality of the wine makes people feel ridiculous when they hear it. You don't look like a king, but like a clown. ”

In the face of Saber's anger, Archer just snorted.

"It's really ugly, and the boring people who don't know how to enjoy good wine are not qualified to be kings. ”

"Don't argue, don't argue, accusations on both sides are boring. ”

Rider smiled wryly at Saber as he tried to retort, and Archer continued.

"Archer, your elixir is worthy of these precious cups - unfortunately, the chalice is not a goblet. This is a question and answer to test who is most qualified to master the Holy Grail, first of all, listen to what wishes you have placed on the Holy Grail, otherwise you will not be able to talk about it at all. Archer, find a way to convince us that you are worthy of the Holy Grail, Archer. ”

"Bastard, don't get an inch. Moreover, this has deviated from the premise of 'fighting' for the Holy Grail. ”

"Huh?"

Seeing Rider's brow furrowed and his surprised expression, Archer sighed as if helpless.

"If you really want to talk about it, it was originally an item that belonged to the king. All the treasures of the world come from the treasury of this king. Although some things will be lost as time passes, those treasures still belong to the king. ”

"So, did you ever hold a Holy Grail, and do you know what a Holy Grail is?"

"I don't know. ”

Archer flatly denied Rider's questioning.

"Don't judge by the standards of mongrels. The total amount of treasure in the king's possession is long beyond the king's knowledge. But as long as that item is a 'treasure', it means that it must be a treasure belonging to the king. If you want to take the king's things without permission, even if you are a thief, you should stop it. ”

This time it was Saber's turn to be surprised by Archer's remarks.

"What you're saying is no different from Caster's gibberish, and it seems that he's not the only one who has gone out of his mind. ”

"No, that's not good. ”

Unlike Saber, Rider muttered as if in response. At some point, he picked up the bottle and poured it into the glass without mind.

"The king seems to have guessed what this golden glitter's real name is. There should be only one king who is more proud than the king Iskandar. ”

Rider's astonishing remarks made both Alice Fell and Webb prick up their ears, but instead of continuing, he changed the subject.

"So Archer, with your permission, we can get the Holy Grail?"

Rider asked knowingly, grinning. Archer glanced at him with a sharp look.

"Yes, but there is no reason for this king to bestow a treasure on a mongrel like you. ”

"You can't be a miser. ”

"Foolishly, this king only gives to his servants and people. ”

Archer gave Rider a sarcastic smile.

"So Rider, if you're willing to submit to the king, the king can reward you with a cup or two at any time. ”

“…… Well, it's absolutely impossible. ”

Rider scratched his chin as if he still found it difficult to accept, with a puzzled expression.

"But Archer, you don't seem to care much about the Holy Grail, and you don't participate in the Holy Grail War to fight for the Holy Grail. ”

"Of course. But it is a matter of principle that the king cannot get his hands on the thieves of the king's treasures. ”

"Archer, what do you mean -------"

Halfway through the sentence, Rider drained the glass of wine and continued.

"Is there some kind of meaning or truth in this?"

"It's the law. ”

Archer replied immediately.

"The law given by this king as a king. ”

"Hmm. ”

Rider seemed to accept his claim and exhaled deeply.

"What a perfect king, able to carry out the principles he has set. However, the king still wants the Holy Grail. The king's way of doing it is to grab it if he wants to, because I'm the king of conquest. ”

"It doesn't matter, if you break the law, this king will punish him, and there is no place for argument. ”

"Well, then we can only see you on the battlefield. ”

Archer's attitude was as if he was calm, and Rider had a cheerful expression that swept away his doubts. The two nodded in agreement.

"------ but Archer, anyway, finish this bottle of wine first, and let's talk about the battle later. ”

"Of course, did you intend to spoil the wine that the king had entertained?"

"How is it possible, how can this top-notch wine be left undrunk?"

Saber watched in amazement as Archer and Rider gradually developed a relationship of friendship that they didn't know if it was hostile or friendly. At this point, she finally asked Rider.

"King of Conquest, now that you have acknowledged that the true ownership of the Holy Grail belongs to someone else, do you still want to take it by force?"

"------Uh-huh, yes, do you still need to ask? This king's royal way is 'conquest'...... That is, 'seizure' and 'invasion'. ”

Saber suppressed the burning anger in her heart and continued.

"What do you wish for the Holy Grail that makes you hesitate to do so. ”

Rider seemed a little embarrassed, chuckled twice, took a sip of his drink, and then replied.

"It is to get the flesh. ”

This is an answer that no one expected. As for Webber, he was so surprised that he couldn't help but scream, and rushed to Rider's side to ask.

"You, you, you, you, your desire is not to conquer the world----- wow!!"

Rider shrugged his usual forehead to shut up the Master's mouth, and Rider shrugged.

"Stupid. Why does the king rely on a cup to conquer the world? Conquest is a dream that Ben pins on himself, and the wish for the Holy Grail is only the first step to realize the dream. ”

"Hybrid...... Actually challenged this king for such a boring thing. ”

Even Archer looked surprised, but Rider's expression was serious.

"Even if we can use magic to manifest the world, we are still servants after all, and we don't belong to this world. Do you feel satisfied with that?"

"This king is not satisfied, this king is reborn in this world and becomes a real being. ”

“……”

Hearing Rider say this, Webb remembered that Rider was always resistant to turning into a spirit, and liked to maintain the strange habit of being a entity.

Indeed, even though Rider can talk, dress, and eat like a human, he is essentially not much different from a ghost.

"Why do you want flesh so much?"

"Because that's the basis of 'conquest.'" ”

Clenching the djinn's palm, Iskandar whispered as he looked at his fist.

"Straighten your body and face the heavens and the earth, that's all there is to conquer this "act...... Taking this as a starting point, moving forward, and achieving the goal is the king's domineering. But the current king doesn't even have a body, which is not good, so he can't even start. The king was fearless, but felt the need for a body. ”

Archer silently brought the glass to his lips, wondering if he was listening to Rider.

But upon closer inspection, the look that appeared at the corner of his mouth was unlike any expression of the golden heroic spirit until now. If I had to describe it, it was a look that was close to a smile, but Archer had only shown a sneering expression before, and this look was so miserable that people felt scared when they saw it.

"It's decided—Rider, this king is going to kill you with his own hands. ”

"You are still saying such things, and you should come to your senses as soon as possible, not only the Holy Grail, but also the king plans to loot your treasure vault. You are so careless that the King of Conquest should be able to taste such fine wine. ”

Rider laughed and turned to Skaha, who had been silent since the beginning.

"It's your turn, Assassin. ”