Chapter 39 All the treasures of the world belong to the king
Alice Phil had a black line, and the location of the banquet was decided, and it was chosen by the flower bed in the atrium of the castle. The fighting of the previous day did not affect the area, and it did not look shabby when it was used to entertain guests.
As for the cold?
Hehe, which of the people present is an ordinary person, it should be said that none of them will feel cold.
Rider carries the red wine barrel to the atrium, and the two servants sit down face to face and confront each other leisurely. Alice Fell and Webb stood far behind the two servants, one south and one north, and they also realized that this meant a temporary truce, and they just had to watch from the sidelines.
Bang -
Rider smashed the lid of the barrel with his fist, and the mellow aroma of red wine filled the air in the atrium.
Pick up a spoon and take a sip of it.
"I've heard that only those who are qualified can get the Holy Grail."
After Rider finished drinking, he suddenly said something inexplicable, and his serious tone calmed the surrounding atmosphere. This made the other three people present feel a little surprised, this man actually spoke in such a tone, and always felt that something was wrong......
"And the ritual of selecting the one who is qualified is the war that is being fought in Fuyuki - but if you just watch from the sidelines, then there is no need to shed blood. If we can recognize each other's abilities, then I don't need to talk about it. ”
“……”
Saber didn't hesitate to take the handle from Rider and scooped a spoonful of wine as well.
Saber's thin body always makes people worry about whether she can really drink. But looking at her boldness in drinking, she is not inferior to the giant Rider at all. Seeing this, Rider let out a pleasant compliment.
"So, first of all, are you going to compete with me to see who is stronger? Rider。 ”
"Exactly, there is a real contest in the name of the 'king', but in this case, it is better not to call it the 'Holy Grail War', but the 'Holy Grail Q&A'...... In the end, who among the knight kings and conquering kings will become the 'Holy Grail King'? It's a fitting question to ask a wine glass. ”
Rider changed his serious tone and laughed mischievously. Then he said as if to himself, "Ah, there is another man here who calls himself 'king'. ”
"--That's the end of the joke, mongrel."
As if in response to Rider's unclear words. A dazzling golden light flashed in front of everyone.
The sound and the light caused Saber and Alice Phil's bodies to stiffen instantly.
"Archer, why are you here......"
Saber asked, and it was Rider who answered her.
"Ah, when I saw him on the street, I asked him to drink together—but he was still late, Jinguang. But unlike me, he walks on foot, so I can't blame him. ”
Archer, dressed in armor, stared proudly at Rider with ruby eyes.
"It's really a shame that you chose such a broken place to set up the king's banquet, so that's all you can taste. Why do you apologize for why I came here on purpose? ”
"Don't say that, come on, have a drink first."
Rider smiled wildly as he handed the spoon full of wine to Archer.
Webb and Alice Fell thought he would be angered by Rider's attitude, but instead he simply took the spoon and drank the wine inside.
This scene suddenly made the two of them a little sluggish, and then both of them had a little surprise in their eyes, remembering the "challenge" that Saber had said before.
Archer, the unknown Golden Hero, could not have refused the wine handed by Rider since he claimed to be "King". The two of them also thoroughly understood that this different kind of war was definitely not a joke.
"--What kind of bad wine is this, and you actually use this wine to fight between kings?"
Archer said with a look of disgust.
"Really? It's a rare wine in the local market......"
"Think that because you haven't drunk good wine at all, you bastard."
Archer scoffed at one in his left hand, and golden ripples appeared in the void, which was the prelude to summoning the Treasure
This action made the bodies of several people present except Rider subconsciously tense,
But tonight, instead of an Equipment, Archer was beside him, but a gorgeous, heavy golden bottle. The golden bottle was filled with a colorless, clear liquid.
"Look, this is the 'King's Wine.'"
Archer glanced at Rider with disdain, took three from the King's Treasury and threw them at Rider and Saber
"Oh, that's so impressive."
Rider didn't mind Archer's tone and happily poured the new wine into three glasses.
Saber was still quite wary of the unknown Archer, and she looked at the wine in the golden bottle with some hesitation, but took the glass that was handed her.
"Oh, delicious!!"
Rider drank it directly without hesitation, and immediately praised with round eyes. Even Saber was piqued with curiosity. Originally, this was not a competition to see who was more decent, but a competition with wine.
As the wine flowed into her throat, Saber felt a strong swelling sensation in her head. This is indeed a good wine she has never tasted, strong and pure, mellow and refreshing, with a strong fragrance filling the nasal cavity, and the whole person has a sense of drift.
"Great, this is definitely not a human wine, it is a god who drank it."
Looking at Rider who did not hesitate to praise him, Archer smiled leisurely. At some point, he sat down and shook the glass in his hand contentedly.
"Of course, whether it's wine or sword, I have only the best in my treasure trove—that's the king's taste."
"What a kid, Archer."
Saber yelled. The calm began to be shattered by a tense atmosphere.
"I'm annoyed to hear you boast about the wine, you don't look like a king, but like a clown."
Archer scoffed at Saber, who smelled of gunpowder.
"It's not like words, a guy who doesn't even understand wine is not worthy of being a king."
"Alright, you two are boring."
Rider smiled wryly and gestured to Saber, who was still about to say something, then turned his head to continue the previous conversation.
"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. Archer, find a way to convince us that you are worthy of the Holy Grail, Archer. ”
"I can't stand you. First of all, we are going to 'fight' for the Holy Grail, and your question is far from that premise. ”
"Huh?"
Rider raised an eyebrow in surprise, and Archer sighed helplessly.
"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 you mean, you ever had the Holy Grail? Do you know what it is? ”
"Nope."
Archer faintly 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. (To be continued.) )