Night has once again fallen in the forests of Einzbelen. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This simple and crude way to open the way, it was really done by riders, right?"

Invited Luo Xing stood in front of the forest where the Einzbelen family had set up several barriers. The hill that was fine yesterday has now appeared as if it had been scratched by black ink. In the middle of the verdant trees, there was an extra charcoal scorch mark nearly three meters wide.

At this time, there was still a faint smell of burning heat in the woods, and it was obvious that it had only been a short time coming.

……

"Isn't this Luo Xing? I just happened to meet you, so let's join us for tonight's banquet! ”

The big man with a strong physique drove the chariot to a stop beside Luo Xing, and there was not only a timid master with his expression of "wanting to go home" on the cart, but also a large wooden barrel. If you look closely, you can also find two sacred cows carrying chariots, and there is a faint fear of Luo Xing in their eyes.

"The target is Saber's stronghold, so I'll go first! Alla la la babble! ”

……

The night was still dark and quiet, but the traces of the fierce battles scattered everywhere were still clearly visible.

"After I left, were Madame and Saber really raided?"

Luo Xing slowly walked through the woods full of explosions, punctures, impacts, slashes, and even bloodstains, and the barrier that once existed here had been completely destroyed.

"A guy like you, also invited?"

A golden light condensed on the big tree on Luo Xing's right hand, and Archer, who always likes to stand on a high place to show his identity, said condescendingly to Luo Xing, his tone was slowly disgusted and disdainful.

"Sure enough, not everyone can have the same vision as me."

"Still, that's fine."

The golden Heroic Spirit was sneering softly.

"Just let you, a rabid dog, enjoy a meal before you die! Even I am able to allow this level of kindness! ”

Then, he turned into golden light again and dissipated.

"I inherited the memories from Enkidu, but sure enough, ......"

Luo Xing looked at his departing figure and complained softly.

"No matter how I look at it, Gilgamesh looks like a terminally ill and incurable terminal secondary disease!"

When Luo Xing arrived in the courtyard where the Heroic Spirits gathered, the banquet had already begun.

"Yo, Luo Xing, you're late!"

The King of Conquest gestured to him with a glittering glass made of gold.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, after all, I'm walking, rider, you're in a car!"

Luo Xing, who didn't care about this, found a place to sit down with a big grin.

"Bastard, you dare to let the king wait for you!"

Archer's words were still the same caustic, and the space behind him rippled, but instead of a Noble Phantasm, it was the same golden wine glass as theirs.

Taking the glass tossed at him, and taking the golden wine bottle encrusted with dazzling gems from the smiling King of Conquest, Luo Xing poured a glass of colorless, clear liquid like the other three servants.

"Delicious!"

Taking a sip of the liquor in the glass, Luo Xing tasted the wonderful fragrance that only existed in Enkidu's memory. Although he didn't like to drink, he had to admit that the liquor stored in the Golden Cup was the best drink he had ever drunk since it was created.

Fierce and pure, mellow and refreshing, the strong fragrance fills the nasal cavity, and the whole person has a feeling of riding the void and resisting the wind, fluttering like a fairy.

"Of course, whether it's wine or sword, I have only the best in my treasure trove—that's the king's taste."

Archer, who was sitting on the side, shook the quilt in his hand with satisfaction, and chuckled leisurely.

"Okay, since Luo Xing is also here, then, let's continue the previous topic."

Rider gestured with a smile.

"Archer, the best of your wine can only be matched by the cup of the most precious - but alas, the chalice is not for wine. Now we're going to have a Grail Q&A to see if each other qualifies for the Holy Grail, and first you have to tell us why you want the Holy Grail. As a king, Archer, find a way to convince us that you are worthy of the Holy Grail. ”

Hearing Rider's question, Archer sighed helplessly as if he were facing an ignorant child.

"It was supposed to be my possession. All the treasures in the world originated from my collection, but because it was a long time later, it was lost from my treasury, but its owner is still me. So, it's not a matter of qualifying. ”

"So you mean, you ever had the Holy Grail? Do you know what it is?"

"Nope."

Archer lightly dismissed Rider's question.

"It's not something you can understand. The total amount of my possessions is even beyond my own knowledge, but as long as it is a 'treasure', then it must belong to me, that is clear. It's a little self-aware that you want to take my treasure by force. ”

Now it was Saber's turn to be speechless.

"Your words are similar to Caster's, it seems that he is not the only deranged servant."

But unlike Saber, Rider had some ideas after listening to Archer's explanation.

"If that's the case, I think I know your real name. There should be only one man who is more proud than Iskander. ”

Alice Phil and Webb immediately listened intently, but Rider changed the subject.

"So archer, so as long as you nod yes, then we can get the Holy Grail?"

"Of course, but I have no reason to reward rats like you."

Speaking of which, he also deliberately looked at Luo Xing, who was silently drinking wine and quietly being an onlooker.

"Can't you be reluctant?"

"Of course not, I only reward my subjects and people."

Archer smiled mockingly at Rider.

"Or rider, if you're willing to surrender to me, then I'll give you a cup or two."

“…… Ah, that can't be done. ”

Rider scratched his chin, as if sensing that the other party's conditions were too high, so he simply turned his head.

"But archer, it doesn't matter if you have a Holy Grail or not, you don't want to compete for the Holy Grail to fulfill any wishes."

"Of course. But I can't spare the guy who took my treasure, it's a matter of principle. ”

"That is—"

Rider drained the glass of wine.

What does that mean? Is there any reason for this?"

"It's the law."

Archer replied immediately.

"The laws which I have made as king."

"Hmm."

Rider seemed to understand his words and sighed deeply.

"What a perfect king, able to carry out the laws he has set. But ah, I still want the Holy Grail, and I just grab it if I want it, because I'm the king of conquest. ”

"Not necessarily. As long as you come to commit it, I can sanction it, and there is no room for negotiation. ”

"Then we'll only see you on the battlefield."

Archer nodded at the same time as Rider with a serious expression.

"--But Archer, let's have a drink anyway, and we'll talk about the fight later."

"Unless, of course, you don't like the wine I brought with you at all."

"What are you kidding, how can I be reluctant not to drink the wine."

"After all these years, you're still the same self-respecting image, Jill."

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