Quietly sat on top of the sea devil statue, took out the Moutai wine of the Hui Demon, and tasted it slowly.

It's been a long time since I've fought with full firepower, and Mo Huai feels like his body is about to rust, so this fight is very cool.

"Yo, Mohuai. When I heard about the fight here, I wanted to come and see - how did this happen, huh?"

Rider grinned unashamedly and bared his teeth, and then he moved his neck in a deliberate manner.

"You are too unauthentic to be a person, and you will kill the Quartet as if you are going to die, you look at our knight king, tears are left."

“Rider。 You ......" Saber snapped, but she didn't know what to say in the face of this always inexplicable rider.

Rider said with a surprised frown. "Hey Knight King, don't you care about your savior at this time? Don't look serious, no. ”

If Saber is said to be a serious child, then what should be said about Rider's temperament? Here, perhaps we can only say that the rider is "open-mouthed".

Webb half-hid on Ride. Behind his huge body looked up at Alice Phil, looking at his expression whether he was hostile or frightened. Needless to say, his face clearly reads "I want to go home" and "hurry up".

King Iskandar used to look at Saber with a stunned face, and then at Mo Huai with a flattering face, as if Mo Huai had something that made him have to do this.

"You ......," Saber said calmly, taking a deep breath and speaking again. Rider, can you be normal?"

"Still don't understand? Can you see him drinking alone there—hey, let's drink together, is there a courtyard suitable for a feast? It's all ice stubble here, no. ”

“……”

Saber sighed helplessly, and the anger that had been stored in his chest was gone. Looking at this seemingly innocent opponent, she couldn't maintain her fighting spirit.

"Alice Phil, what should I do?"

Alice Phil was similarly confused.

She was angry at the destruction of the forest's barrier before, but after seeing that grinning face, she couldn't hate it anyway.

"He's not the kind of person who sets traps, does he really want to drink?"

Rider once said. He'll wait for Saber and Lancer to decide between him before he takes on the challenge. Keeping the pride and self-esteem of the Heroic Spirit, his sudden appearance tonight is really incomprehensible.

"Could it be that the man wants to adopt a soft policy towards Saber?"

"No, it's a challenge."

Saber, who should have lost his will to fight, became serious for some reason at the moment.

"Challenge?"

"Yes...... I am a king, and he is also a king. If you want to divide the high and low at the wine table, it is equivalent to a bloodless 'battle'. ”

Perhaps hearing Saber's words, the King of Conquest nodded with a smile and looked at Mo Huai with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, it's good to understand. Since you can't fight each other with swords, let's use wine to fight it out. Knight King, Mohuai, Gilgamesh, I won't let you go tonight, get ready. ”

"Interesting. I accept. ”

Gilgamesh, who resolutely responded, exuded a fighting spirit as if he were on the battlefield. Only now does Alice Phil realize that this is not a joke, but a real "fight".

And Mo Huai rolled his eyes on the ice sculpture, and said in his heart: In the end, I don't want to drink my wine.

The banquet was held by the flower bed in the atrium of the castle. Last night's battle didn't spill over here, and it didn't look shabby for hospitality. At this point, no one cared about the cold outside.

Rider takes everyone to the atrium, where they sit down and confront each other face-to-face. Alice Fell and Webb, Gilgamesh and Mohuai sat side by side.

Rider waved his hand at Mo Huai, with the expression of a debt collector, and in desperation, Mo Huai threw out a pot of wine.

After taking the wine, Rider didn't say much, and directly unscrewed the cap with his fist, and the mellow aroma of Moutai suddenly filled the air in the atrium.

"Although the shape is strange, it is a drinking vessel unique to this country."

Rider said as he triumphantly slapped the wine with a bamboo handle. Unfortunately, no one on the spot could point out his common-sense mistake.

Rider took a sip of the wine from the spoon before speaking.

"I've heard that only those who are qualified can get the Holy Grail."

The serious tone calmed the surrounding atmosphere. This man actually spoke in such a tone, and he 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 spoke as if to himself.

"Ah, there's still one person here who hasn't come."

"-Don't provoke me."

As if in response to Rider's unclear words. A dazzling black streak of blood flashed in front of everyone.

The sound and the light caused Saber and Alice Phil's bodies to stiffen instantly.

"Berserker, why are you here......"

Saber asked, and it was Rider who answered her.

"Ah, I saw her just now—so I guess she's on the side, and I can't blame him."

The indifferent Poison Island girl looked at Mo Huai faintly with purple eyes.

"Mo Huai, are you okay?"

Mo Huai looked at the Poison Island Guy silently, he didn't know what to say, to be honest, he really didn't expect the Poison Island Guy to enter the Holy Grail Battle.

"Don't be so sensational, come, have a drink first."

Rider smiled proudly and handed the spoon full of wine to Poison Island.

She thought she would be angered by Rider's attitude, but she simply took the spoon and drank the wine inside.

Alice Phil remembered what Saber had called "the challenge" earlier.

Berserker, the unknown Heroic Spirit, seems to have a deep relationship with Mo Huai, and he doesn't like Mo Huai's archer very much, so it's impossible for him to refuse the wine that Rider has handed him.

"Well, good wine!"

Poison Island said with a charming face, and a faint flush rose on his face.

"Really? Sure enough, Mohuai's wine is good. ”

"Hmph, this wine is good, but Qi Neng is compared to my wine, you bastard."

A swirl of imaginary space appeared around Gilgamesh, who scoffed. It was a precursor to the strange phenomenon that could summon the Noble Phantasm, and Webber and Alice Fell felt nothing but chills in their bodies.

- But tonight, instead of a weapon, Gilgamesh was surrounded by a series of drinking utensils encrusted with dazzling gemstones. The heavy gold bottle was filled with a colorless, clear liquid.

"Look, this is the 'King's Wine.'"

"Oh, that's so impressive."

Rider didn't mind Gilgamesh'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 took a sip and immediately widened his eyes in praise. 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, Gilgamesh smiled leisurely. I don't know when he also sat down and handed Mo Huai a glass of wine with a smile on his face.

"Mo Huai, you're tired too, come and try the king's pub - this is the king's taste."

"What are you doing, Gilgamesh."

Poison Island said loudly. The calm began to be shattered by a tense atmosphere.

"Mo Huai's sister sauce, you seem to be in too much control."

Gilgamesh sneered at the poison island boy who smelled of gunpowder.

"Sister and sister?"

"Alright, you two are boring."

Rider smiled wryly and gestured to the poison island boy 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. Gilgamesh, as a king, find a way to convince us that you are worthy of the Holy Grail. ”

"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?"

Seeing Rider raise an eyebrow in surprise, Gilgamesh 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 property is even beyond my own cognition, but as long as it is a 'treasure', then it must belong to me, just like the Master of Mohuai, he is mine, this is clear. If you want to take my treasure, don't think about it in your life. ”

Now it was Mo Huai's turn to be speechless.