Chapter 214: The King's Wine Banquet
The castle of Einzberen in Fuyuki was built at the end of the 18th century and is about 200 years old.
The castle's defense system is just like Lu Xiao and Kiritsugu's evaluation of it, it is useless, but this is already the limit of what the incapable Einzberen android can do.
"Moo!"
With the sound of lightning and thunder echoing over the castle, Rider unashamedly broke through the barrier that had been reduced to Alice Phil's manipulation and landed in the square in front of the castle.
"Einzbelen! Rider Iskandar and the Master are here! β
Rider's self-reported introduction to his home did not receive any response, and Maiya, who was sitting in the surveillance room, frowned and looked at the footage captured by the camera.
"Rider, why is he here?"
When Kiritsugu and Maiya made their plans, they prioritized threats based on the appearance and personality of each servant and master.
The biggest threat is undoubtedly the Tsukiri and Berserker, who are regarded as thorns in the side of Emiya Kiritsugu.
The second is Tosaka Tokitoshi, who is well versed in the way of life and holds the trump card of Gilgamesh, and then the Assassin, whose identity is still unknown.
After Alice Phil was kidnapped by a suspected Assassin servant, Kiritsugu and Maiya raised the Assassin's threat level to second only to Kinmine Kiri.
And Rider and his immature little master are very low in the threat ranking, if it weren't for Rider's treasure to give them the ability to come and go and not be easy to track, Kiritsu, who likes to pick soft persimmons and pinch them, would not choose Kenneth, who is also a foreign monk, to start first.
Considering Rider's attitude of breaking in openly and taking the initiative to report his home, Maiya hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to open the door to greet him.
If Rider comes hard, it is very likely that the traps set by Kiritsugu and the defense of the castle itself will not be able to stop this rampaging king of conquest, so it is better to push the boat down the river to show the demeanor of Einzberen.
"Crunch~"
The heavy wooden door, which was quite old, slowly opened inward, and Maiya, dressed in a black slim costume, walked out of the castle with a nonchalant face.
"Iskander, King of the Conquests, welcomes you."
Maiya explained without humility or arrogance: "It's a pity that the owner of the castle is still out, so please wait for the two of you to enter for the time being, and I will contact ...... immediately."
"Haha, no need."
Carrying the barrel and retracting Kamui wheels, Rider pointed to the small garden on the side of the castle with a thumbs up like a radish.
"I just want to borrow the castle's gardens for a banquet and get to know each other with a few invited guests before the official death battle."
'Banquet? β
Maiya couldn't understand Rider's brain circuit, but it was okay for Rider and Webb not to enter the castle, so she calmly led them to the small garden on the side of the castle.
Perhaps it was the ridicule and contempt of the clock tower elite since he was a child that he developed Weber's introverted personality, and he always seemed very cowering when faced with strangers.
Relying on Rider's wide frame as a shield, Webb carefully avoided Maiya's scrutinizing gaze and sat down in the small square in the center of the garden.
"Boom!"
Putting the barrel on the ground, Rider sat down without hesitation.
Rider reluctantly lifted Webb out from behind: "Webb, don't be so timid, you are the lord of my conquest king, so take out a little domineering, sit next to me, don't keep going back, are you a koala?" β
"Who's a koala! You muscle stick! β
"Wow!"
While the master and slave were "happy" interacting, Lancer, as the host, finally rushed back in time with Kiritsuke.
A horse falling from the sky landed in a corner of the garden, and Lancer stared at Rider with a solemn face.
"Rider, what do you mean by breaking into our stronghold? Are you here to declare war? β
"No, no, no, of course not."
Rider slapped the barrel open, and the rich aroma of wine wafted out of the barrel.
"I'm just borrowing your castle for a King's Wine Banquet, Lancer, and you're one of the attendees I'm going to invite."
"The King's Banquet?"
Lancer let his guard down slightly, looking at the huge keg beside Rider with some confusion.
Emiya Kiritsugu noticed Rider's words, looked at him sharply and asked, "One?" In other words, you also invited other kings? β
"Humph!"
A haughty snort came from the void, and Archer, dressed in golden armor, appeared out of his spirit state.
"Since it is the king's banquet, it is naturally indispensable for the king's participation."
"Bastards, I am honored to have made an exception tonight to give you the opportunity to see the majesty of the king."
Archer's arrogant remarks upset the traditionally polite Lancer, but Rider didn't take it seriously.
"Haha! Just in time, Jin Shining, please take a seat, the banquet is about to begin. β
Archer ignored Lancer's hostility and sat down across from Rider as he was leading.
"So?"
Archer glanced at Lancer, who was still on guard, "Rider, where did the groom over there come from?" Do you already know her identity? β
"Hmph~ Of course."
Rider quipped, "What? As the Ancient King, haven't you guessed her identity yet? β
"Heh~" Archer pulled the corners of his mouth without anger or displeasure: "The king is reserved, if I have the will, I can indeed make myself an all-knowing and all-powerful person." β
"But that kind of life is too boring, and exploring the unknown is the driving force behind the progress of human civilization, don't you think so? Conquer the King. β
Not only did Rider guess Archer's identity, but Kiritsugu also roughly guessed the identity of the Golden King based on the other party's Noble Phantasm and his style of speech and deeds, and when he heard Rider mention the Ancient King, he immediately confirmed his suspicion.
'The oldest heroic king in human history, ruler of the city-state of Uruk, tyrant Gilgamesh. β
Through the contract that was connected to each other, Lancer learned the identity of the other party from the information passed on by Kiritsugu.
The identities of the two kings who attended the banquet were already known, and Lancer's self-esteem as a king did not allow her to continue to hide her identity.
"Master."
Seeing Lancer's determined eyes, Kiritsugu thought about it for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement to her request.
"Yes, but don't reveal too many hole cards."
The world's knowledge of King Arthur is mainly based on the Knights of the Round Table he founded, and the rumors between the sword in the stone and the contract victory related to it, and the legend of King Arthur of the Holy Lance is relatively rare and not so easy for the enemy to see.
Jumping off Don Starion, Lancer removed some of the inconvenient armor and generously revealed his mature and beautiful body under the armor, and walked over to Archer and Rider and sat down.
"I am King of Britain, Artoria Pendragon."
Artoria's beautiful green eyes like a lake looked at Iskandar and Gilgamesh calmly: "The heroic king of Uruk, the conqueror king of Macedonia, it is an honor to have the opportunity to fight against the two in this Holy Grail War. β
"Oh?"
Gilgamesh's arrogant expression fluctuated slightly, and he looked at Artoria with some surprise: "It turns out to be King Arthur, who is known as the king of knights in the world, interesting, and indeed a little more imposing than other mongrels." β
Scarlet eyes turned to Iskandar, and Gilgamesh asked calmly, "King of Conquest, you didn't just call us for a banquet, did you?" β
"If you have something to say, just say it, read on your creativity to please this king, and tonight you will wait for some presumptuous words."
"Don't worry, don't worry."
Rider glanced around, "I've also invited some heroes to listen to the Three Kings. β
"Heroic spirits who have arrived early, show up!"
"Whew~"
With a deliberate breeze, a black figure in hooded leather armor appeared a little further away from the center of the garden.
Seeing this person appear, Emiya Kiritsugu's pupils contracted suddenly, almost unable to control his emotions, and Maiya put his hands behind him, ready to take out his weapon and attack at any time.
βAssassinοΌ β
Rider looked around with some disappointment: "Gone? Regardless of the incommunicado Berserker, neither Saber nor Caster plan to participate in the feast? It's a pity. β