The first demon spirit chapter road
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To be honest, although Berserker has revealed Archer's identity, Archer has never introduced himself, which makes Saber a little wary.
However, this vigilance was quickly shattered by the rider's exclamations and his own curiosity.
"Oh, delicious!!"
Rider took a sip, and his already round eyes immediately widened and widened, and then he praised in amazement. 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. β
Listening to Archer's remarks, Saber couldn't help but feel a little angry, and just as he wanted to say something, Archer turned his head to look at Xiaojie beside him.
"Berserker, taste it, it's the best wine in the world, the only one left in the world."
Archer said, shaking the glass in his hand at Xiaojie.
It's not the only one left ... You should have a lot of money in your King's Treasury.
Besides, the body of this heroic spirit is just a projection, even the treasure house, which means that the things in the treasure house are all projections, and no matter how you drink it, you won't lose it.
Xiaojie also sat down, looking at the wine glass in front of him and hesitated, mainly because the taste of the red wine just now was too ecstatic.
The main thing is that Xiaojie has never drunk alcohol.
After hesitating for a while, Xiaojie still picked up the beautiful wine glass, and then swallowed the wine in a big gulp, the so-called long pain is better than short pain.
If Xiaojie's cow drink is seen by some people who love wine, it will be nothing more than a reprimand.
Finally, Xiaojie put down the wine glass, and suddenly felt a little dizzy in his head, if he didn't believe in the character of Rider, Saber and Archer, Xiaojie would have wondered if the wine was drugged.
However, Xiaojie felt that the wine tasted like a drink, but he didn't taste the wine.
"Ha, Berserker is drunk." Rider patted his knee, and Rider, who had been in the drinking field for a long time, could see at a glance that Xiaojie was drunk.
Although many people have a flush on their face after drinking, it is a problem of alcohol volatilization.
But Xiaojie's current state is confused, his body is swaying slightly from side to side, and of course, his cheeks are still red.
Saber couldn't help but shake her head, although she knew from Berserker's previous drinking state that she hadn't drunk, but she didn't expect to drink so much.
Archer looked sideways at the already drunk Berserker with a pleasant smile on his face.
This reminded Archer of the first time Enkidu had been drinking, and of course, she was also average, not drinking, but always doing her best.
"I didn't expect my wine to have such a function to make Berserker drunk."
Archer said with a slight smile.
Listening to Archer's words, Saber remembered the things that had been forgotten again, but the words were not as intense as in the plot.
"Archer, you're not like a king, but a clown, boasting about your wine."
Saber, squinting, with a slight smell of gunpowder in his tone.
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 wanted to say something, then turned his head to continue the previous topic.
"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. β
However, Archer didn't think so, and looked sideways at Berserker, who was drunk but still serving wine, and said.
"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. β
"Huh?"
Listening to Rider's puzzled voice, Archer sighed helplessly and said.
"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. β
"So you mean, you ever had the Holy Grail? Do you know what it is? β
"Nope."
Archer shook his head, calmly dismissing 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. β
Listening to Archer's remarks, Saber was speechless.
"Archer, you have to be self-aware."
Unlike Saber, Rider muttered as if in response.
At some point, he picked up the bottle and poured it into the glass without mind.
"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." Archer raised his head slightly, looked at Rider, and said.
"Can't you be reluctant?"
Archer smiled mockingly at Rider's question, "Of course not, I only reward my subordinates and people. Or Rider, if you're willing to surrender to me, I'll give you a cup or two. β
ββ¦β¦ Ah, that can't be done. β
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."
Archer nodded, "Of course." But I can't spare the guy who took my treasure, it's a matter of principle. β
"That is...
Rider drained his glass: "What does that mean?" Is there any reason for this? β
"It's the law." Archer said quite dryly, and as he spoke, Archer looked at the Berserker, who had fallen drunk for some time.
"The laws which I have made as king." As he said this, Archer's eyes looked at Berserker aggressively.
"Hmm."
Although Archer didn't look at him, Rider nodded knowingly, and then 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. β
"Not necessarily. As long as you come to commit it, I can sanction it, and there is no room for negotiation. Archer looked back at Rider and said, "This is the most basic courtesy, the courtesy of the king when he says his royal ways."
It is said that ordinary people can't keep up with their thinking.
"Then we'll only see you on the battlefield."
Archer looked at Rider and nodded solemnly with him, his usual unruly expression disappearing.
βγγγγ But Archer, let's have a drink anyway, and we'll talk about the fight later. β
"Unless, of course, you don't like the wine I brought with you at all." Archer said with a slight smile on his face, as if the scene of the verbal fight had not happened at all.
"What are you kidding, how can I be reluctant not to drink the wine."
At this moment, Archer and Rider had made Saber unable to tell whether they were friend or foe, so she had to sit silently and watch the two of them. This is the result of not being able to keep up with the brain waves.
After a few moments, she finally spoke to Rider.
"King of Conquest, since you have acknowledged that the Holy Grail is someone else's property, do you still want to take it by force?"
Rider said in a natural tone, "Huh? Of course, my belief is 'conquest'...... That is, 'seizure' and 'invasion'. β
Saber suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "Then why do you want to get the Holy Grail?" β
This is the disapproval of the royal road, perhaps Saber wants to impose her beliefs on others, after all, she has paid so much for her royal way.
Rider actually smiled a little embarrassed, and he took a sip of wine and replied, "I want a body, I want to be human." What a firm tone.
This was a surprising answer, and Saber, who had been angry, was once again angered by Rider's unreasonable play.
"Hybridγγγγγ Challenging me for such a boring thing? β
Archer's face was helpless, but Rider said unusually seriously: "I said, even if we appear in the present world with magic power, but in the end, we are just servants, and we don't exist in this world... It's a little ridiculous, but are you really satisfied? β
Unwilling to be controlled, the rider who is loyal to his desires, conquers the king Iskandar.
"I'm not satisfied. I want to be reborn in this world and live as a human being. β
Saber spoke a little puzzled at this point.
"Whyγγγγγ So want the flesh? β
Saber didn't understand whether he wanted to repeat the mistakes of the past and make the history of the Macedonian Empire repeat itself.
"Because that's the basis of 'conquest.'"
Iskandar muttered as he stared at his clenched fists.
"Have a body, march to heaven and earth, and carry out my conquests!! That's the way I'm king. But now I don't have a body, it's not going to work. Nothing can begin without this. I wasn't afraid of anything, I just felt that I had to have the flesh. β
As if listening carefully to Rider's words, Archer just drank silently the whole time. After careful observation, it can be found that he showed a strange expression at this time, which may be a bit far-fetched to describe it as a smile, but compared with his usual laughing expression before, the smile at this time contains a layer of cruelty.
"It's decided. Rider, I'll kill you with my own hands. β
"Hehe, I'm still saying that. You should also come to your senses as soon as possible, not only the Holy Grail, but I also plan to loot your treasure trove. You are so careless that the King of Conquest drank such good wine. β
Rider laughed wildly. But at this time, there was another person, although he participated in the banquet, he still did not show a smile.
Saber, who attended the party, couldn't find room to interject in the conversation between Archer and Rider. The way of kingship that these two men talked about was so far from what she believed in that she couldn't talk to them at all.
Just by your own will ...
This is not what the king should think. Saber, who believes in incorruptibility, sees Archer and Rider as nothing more than tyrants.
No matter how strong the other party is, Saber is burning with unyielding fighting spirit in his heart.
Only these two are opponents that they can't lose, and they must not give up the Holy Grail to them. Archer's words don't make sense at all, and Rider's wish can only be seen as a warrior's wish. And that was only the beginning of all human desires. Compared with their desires, the desires of the saber cannot but be said to be nobler than theirs.
"Hey, I said Saber, tell me your wishes too."
Rider finally turned to Saber. At any time, the desire in her heart has never wavered.
My way of king is my pride. Still raising his head, the Knight King looked directly at the two Heroic Spirits.
"I want to save my hometown. I want to change the fate of Britain's demise. β