My name is Elijah,

Is this a feast of the three kings? (laughs)

106：19：17

Maki Yanya felt that Yusheng Ryunosuke had a sentence that was very correct.

If he refuses to inherit the family business just out of dissatisfaction with the dirty inkstone, then when the other party has given up the family and his brother Tsuruno has no magic talent at all, is he really willing to let the Magic Association take away all the wealth of the Maki family in vain?

What's more, Ryunosuke knows very little about the Makiri family, and the deeper things can only be deduced by himself, for example, if the Magic Association really has the information on all the magic tricks of the Makiri family and discovers the methods of the old man of the dirty inkstone, maybe he will directly send an agent to "seal and designate" himself, right?

"You don't have to go in with me, Ryunosuke, you should still be in the Holy Grail War at the moment?"

Stopping in front of the long-lost Maki mansion, Goose Night turned back and said to Ryunosuke.

From the little knowledge of the Holy Grail War, Yan Ye can also understand how dangerous it is to be a lone Master, not to mention that it is already night, which is the default time for all parties to start acting, and if Ryunosuke is injured or uses a spell in the process of helping him obtain the inheritance, it will be a very negative consequence.

"You say that, it doesn't matter, because of a big battle that happened before, that's when the picture you saw took place, and now all the parties involved in the war need to be repaired, and my Servant is seriously injured and has also used up the Command Charm, so it won't be easily discovered by others."

Ryunosuke said in a relaxed tone, showing the back of his hand that was empty, with only faint traces remaining.

Yan Ye had nothing to say, and even a few words with his relaxed attitude could guess the intensity of the battle, and his heart, which had been relieved by hearing that Aoi had been sent back to his hometown in Kobe, was slightly raised.

"Your magic attribute seems to be water too, if you find something that can be used today, just open your mouth." He finally said so.

"Don't worry, I won't be polite to you."

Yan Ye sighed, and while being vigorously patted on the shoulder by Ryunosuke, he opened the main entrance of the mansion.

106：16：24

Webb judged the current situation and felt that he was the only one who could break the deadlock in this situation.

At this time, they were still in the bubble tea shop, and the Assassin and Shi Chen's daughter were sitting at the round table eating dessert together, while Rider and cater were each standing next to a little girl, and at the other end of the table was Archer, who had just appeared here and changed into a nouveau riche civilian dress for some reason.

The three heroic spirits looked at each other, and no one moved, but there was no doubt that the collision of momentum was going on, except for this table, the other tables, chairs, benches, window displays, and other unfixed items in the store were inexplicably sliding, shifting, and trembling.

The clerk and the other customers had left under the influence of Weber's hint of magic and hung up a sign that they would be closed for the day, but he felt that the whole store would explode in an instant once the fight started, and these cover-ups would be completely meaningless, so he knocked on the table to try to attract the attention of the servants.

"Hmm...... So you're going to keep your eyes open and staring at each other? I mean, at least say something, right? ”

"Say something? Hawkers~" The first to speak was Caster, who turned over her hand and conjured a cream cake on the table and pushed it to Rider: "Do you want to try it?" ”

"Hmm......" Rider's palm was too big to accurately pick up the small plate containing the cake, so he simply threw it into his mouth with a fork: "Although I already had cream at that time, I haven't had time to conquer this thing yet."

Ah, yes, Weber thought, that sugar cane, which is native to New Guinea, had only spread to India at the end of Iskandar's crusade.

"How? Archer？ You didn't even have cream back then, did you? Rider smacked his lips and turned to the golden Immortal, who, given the transparency of the current information, knew that his real name was Gilgamesh, the Oldest Hero King.

This is provocative...... Are you planning to battle it out over desserts? Webb almost wanted to hold his head.

"It's ridiculous, this king's treasure contains the prototype of all the treasures in human history and their derivatives, the dessert that a little girl eats—" Archer raised his hand, and golden ripples appeared a little higher than the table.

"I want a cappuccino! And the Black Forest! Mousse! Caster shouted in the tone of an order from the waiter just as something was about to emerge from the ripple.

"Wha-" Webb noticed that Gilgamesh clearly didn't know the meaning of the terms, and was slightly stunned when he heard Caster's words, and then ......

Bump, bump, bump.

A brown cake with four layers of black and white and a cake covered with dark chocolate and white cream, as well as another beautiful cake decorated with many fruits, appeared on the table.

"Hey, hey, hey~" The girl who called herself the Winter Saintess showed a side that matched her appearance, and smiled evilly and took the fruitcake directly.

"Caster-" Archer looked furious, and several golden ripples appeared behind him, as if he was about to summon a treasure to be projected in the next moment, which made Webb subconsciously hide behind Rider.

"Cappuccino is Rider's," Caster said as he pushed another piece of cake to Iskandar without feeling threatened, "It means 'take me away,' and it's perfect for you." ”

"Haha! That's right, the king of conquest is to conquer and take away what he sees! The King of Conquest laughed and took the cake—and ate it in one bite again.

Webb felt as if Caster was scanning Rider and himself back and forth with strange eyes of unknown significance, there could be some conspiracy in this cake, right?

"You'd better explain—" As Archer's angry voice grew, the ripples behind him grew larger, and even the tips of some of the Noble Phantasms began to reveal murderous energy

"Huh? Don't you want the hero king? Caster looked at him without a sense of crisis: "I think you probably like the taste of cherry wine from the Black Forest, so I ordered it for you, so I'll give it to Amir." ”

On the other side of the table, Tosaka's daughter and the little Assassin that Rider had picked up had finished their share and were watching the new cakes on the table, but why did Caster name the Assassin?

The Winter Maiden's outstretched hand grabbed into the air, as a golden ripple snapped down before that. After the black cake disappeared entirely, it reappeared in Gilgamesh's hand the next moment.

"Even if the king doesn't want it, it's up to the king to decide how to dispose of it." Archer said with red eyes narrowed, then took a vicious bite of the cake before turning his hand back into the King's Treasury with a stiff face.

Yes...... I see, Weber suddenly understood what Rider often said about the way of kings, if the other party is the same as himself, then he will not refuse the other party's toast or give up food - but where is the Winter Maiden?

"Really, how did you become king with such a stinginess," Rider muttered, making Archer look even more annoyed.

"You must give this king an explanation now, Caster." After handling the cake, the gates of Babylon that shimmered with the light of the Noble Phantasm resurfaced behind him.

Yes...... By the way, because the cake is so disruptive, in fact, Caster just did a frightening enough move - she took control of someone else's Noble Phantasm without seizing it!

"It's very simple~" Caster pointed at the golden ripples in a relaxed tone, "You said that the number of your treasures is beyond your comprehension, and the way to summon them will be beyond the scope of your understanding, remember when I told you that there are 'prototypes' and all their 'derivatives' in the treasury?" ”

Webb saw that Archer was slowly nodding his head, which was completely beyond the scope of his knowledge in the clock tower.

"Since I told you how to use it that you didn't know before, I got some permissions, and as long as you plan to summon the 'prototype' when I'm there, you can add conditions to summon its 'derivative', but the ownership is still yours." Caster took a bite of his cake, "You just wanted to summon the 'world's first cake', right?" I think it's going to be hard as a rock, so I'm going to stop you. ”

"Hmph, it's Caster," Gilgamesh's murderous aura inexplicably subsided a lot, but the fierceness in his eyes still did not fade: "But casually touching the king's treasury is still a capital crime." ”

"Ah, whatever you think, but unless it's a summoning non-combat item, my additional summon is basically useless, if you want to throw a sword over, do I have to summon a few more modern cold steel swords?" Caster waved his hand indifferently.

"In this war, if you dare to do this again, this king will kill you with his own hands." The Ancient King said murderously.

"Oh." Caster nodded unconcernedly and continued to eat her fruitcake.

"Oh, that's not going to work," Rider looked at Gilgamesh with blazing eyes, "I'm going to find a chance to join forces with Caster and rob you of all the treasures in your treasure trove in this way - it was your mistake to let the vault have a back door, Hero King." ”

"Isn't this a war for the Holy Grail? What are you going to do? Webb finally couldn't hold back his cry out.

"Fight for the Holy Grail? I remember you didn't make a wish to the Holy Grail, did you? Imp" Rider raised his hand as if he wanted to flick Webb's forehead, but gave up because it was stained with cream: "Isn't it enough to defeat all the strong men in this war and let you gain the approval of the teacher?" ”

"Sneer—although this goal is impossible to achieve, it is really a shallow wish." Gilgamesh crossed his arms and made a cold assertion.

"What about your own desires? The desire to obtain an entity would not work without the Holy Grail! Webber reached out and poked Iskandar's burly arm in a black suit: "How can you say that this is also a condensation of magic power, right?" ”

"Well...... I can help Rider make a shorter real body, but if you are willing to continue offering demons, Mr. Webb, you will have no problem keeping your current size. Caster said in a relaxed tone with that inexplicable look again.

"What about you! What is your wish and that of your master? Webber was about to give up on himself, and he asked the hostile Servant in a dignified manner.

"Wish...... There's no way to rely on the Holy Grail to achieve it, so it's strange why you chose that kid to give the Spell, the Holy Grail can't fail, right? Caster finally finished the cake and began to taste the milk tea.

There are arguably the strongest three in this Holy Grail War, but two of them have no intention of competing for the Holy Grail? Webber looked at Archer angrily, then calmed down as if he had been doused with an ice bucket under that murderous gaze.

"The king has decided that even the treasures that will appear in the future belong to the king," Gilgamesh proudly declared, "so the thieves who try to get their hands on the king's treasures must be punished." ”

Sure enough, none of these three Heroic Spirits are going to ask for the Holy Grail! Webb felt that Mr. Kenneth would have been even more shocked if he heard the news.

"Oh ~ treasures of the future? So taobao—" Caster seemed to be planning to join in the fun, but suddenly twisted his eyebrows and looked in the direction of the old town. "Well, although I'm sorry to interrupt this banquet of the Three Kings in advance, I have to go."

"You call this the 'Feast of the Three Kings'? Where is the wine? ”

Weber thinks that Gilgamesh's focus is obviously not normal, and isn't this time to guess what happened to the other party's master and strategize?

"No matter what the history is, I'm a minor now~Uncle Hero King~" Caster dropped a sentence that made Archer even more angry, and then turned into a pure white spirit and disappeared.

"You want to drink? I can accompany you. ”

As soon as Webb breathed a sigh of relief, he heard his Servant make a speech that stunned him, and even if he grabbed Rider's suit sleeve hard, he didn't have time to stop:

"But if only the good wines in your treasury."

"Hmph, this king has had enough of this farce, and now he has to get the culprit back, and talk about the drinking if he has the chance." After rejecting Rider's offer, Archer reached out and grabbed Rin Tosaka's back collar as she had eaten all the cake and was in a daze, and carried her out of the cake shop, glaring at the Assassin known as Emile before leaving.

"Looks like there's something going on that we don't know about." Iskandar looked at the Assassin who was glanced at by Gilgamesh and hid behind, the Assassin in the form of a little girl, who had originally planned to lift the collar, bent down and hugged her waist: "We also withdrew our troops and left Webb." ”

No...... Wait a minute? Where are you going to take the hostile Servant!?