"Hahaha, that's right. That's it, the silent contest between kings and kings determines who is the one who really has the appearance of a king and who deserves the Holy Grail the most. But since it's in this form, it shouldn't be called the Holy Grail War, it should be called the Holy Grail Q&A...... Of course, isn't it also a pleasure to taste and compete in the amount of wine? ”

Iskandar turned his head to look at a seemingly deserted corner of the castle's atrium garden.

"Speaking of which, there is another one who claims to be king."

"That's the end of the joke, bastard."

The golden light condensed, and a golden spirit appeared in the courtyard.

Seeing this golden figure, Saber and Alice Phil's bodies couldn't help but stiffen. And Emiya Kiritsugu, who was secretly peeping and trying to find an opportunity to shoot Webber behind Iskander's back, also frowned.

"Why is Archer here?"

As he spoke, Saber's left and right hands were already placed together, ready to go.

A few hours after Lancer's Master was rescued by Lancer last night, her left hand was back to normal movement.

According to Emiya Kiritsugu's judgment, the lancer has been dealt with by the Berserker side who has caught up. After Lancer exited the Holy Grail War, the curse of the "Perishable Yellow Rose" on Saber's left hand was lifted, and his left hand was restored.

If something is wrong, she will swing her sword as soon as possible. This is the confidence that Excalibur, whose sword treasure is at the apex, brings to her.

Iskandar's response to Saber's question was:

"I called him. On the way here, I happened to meet this golden guy, so I asked him to come and drink with him. I came by car and he came on foot, so he arrived later than me. ”

The golden Archer opened her ruby pupils and looked directly at Iskandar, who was sitting on the floor.

"It's really worthy of you, you actually chose such a dilapidated place for a banquet, such a bad taste, and let me come here on purpose, interfering with the life of this king, how are you going to apologize?"

Iskandar reached into the barrel, scooped up a large scoop, and reached for Archer.

"Don't mention this kind of bad scenery, you're late, come, be late and get a drink!"

Archer, who had always put on a haughty attitude, surprisingly did not refuse, but simply took the spoon handed by Iskandar and drank it all.

As Iskander said, this is a competition between kings and patterns, the three servants on the "wine table" stand on an equal footing at this time, although it is only a glass of wine, it also reflects the king's energy, since he claims to be the king, it is impossible to refuse the wine he handed out.

"Master, please don't act rashly, and please give up shooting the Rider Master for the time being!"

Saber told Emiya Kiritsugu.

"Why?"

"On the one hand, it's my personal feelings, and I want to be able to win with dignity, but you must not accept this reason; So there is a second important reason, now the atrium of the castle is concentrated with three kings, and it is agreed to use wine as a medium to compete for the king's strength. This is a battle of mutual gambling on the dignity of the king, if the master you wantonly interfere, the master is attacked by the Rider not to say, with Archer's style and arrogance, it will definitely attract Rider and Archer at the same time hostile, if the Rider's master is shot on the spot, Rider immediately quit the field is okay, in case the Rider's master survives, and then we need to face two to one, the consequences are ......"

Emiya Kiritsugu, who had set up a sniper rifle in the dark, removed his right eye from the sniper scope and lowered his head in contemplation.

Although as a thorough pragmatist and a former ruthless killer, he was completely uninterested in the "inexplicable" beliefs of these ancient heroic spirits, such as chivalry and the dignity of kings, he could judge that what Saber said was true.

If, contact the night of the night of the wild goose of the last day, ask berserker to come and help, and then assassinate the Rider master himself......

No way.

Emiya Kiritsugu immediately vetoed his own plan.

The sniper rifle he holds is called the Walter WA2000, a high-precision sniper rifle developed by Carl Walter for military/police snipers. Accuracy and quality are the primary goals, regardless of manufacturing costs.

The result is a high cost and selling price, with a Walter WA2000 selling for $10,000 (not including the scope) 20 years ago.

The laws of business prove that the products that bring the greatest profits must be "good quality and low price". The high-priced Walter WA200 was discontinued early.

The gun didn't sell well, but no one could deny the excellent accuracy and quality of the gun. The accuracy of this gun at an effective range of 800 meters is among the best among all sniper rifles.

Webb Wildwitt, the Rider master in the atrium of the castle, is less than a hundred meters away from the muzzle of Emiya Kiritsugu, and at this distance, Emiya Kiritsugu can completely shoot wherever he wants, even if it is just a fly, Emiya Kiritsugu can hit accurately.

However, the reason why Heroic Spirits are Heroic Spirits is that their abilities far surpass the realm of mortals. A high-powered sniper rifle that even magicians can't resist, Emiya Kiritsugu isn't sure if Rider can defend against it.

In the worst-case scenario, after his attack missed, the berserker and Saber, who had recovered from a left-hand injury, and Rider and Archer went two-on-two, and the outcome was unknown. But if you count the Assassins, who are likely to join forces with Archer, their chances of winning are too small.

Even if Rider's master is blown away by his own shot, berserker and saber, assassin and Archer are also two-on-two, this kind of gamble of winning or not earning, losing blood, Emiya Kiritsugu will not take risks.

However, although Emiya Kiritsugu gave up the plan of "just heading", he still contacted Makiri.

In a chaotic situation, the more allies you have, the better, and only if you have enough power in your hands can you be qualified to negotiate terms with your opponent.

"Where did you find this bad wine, the props of the duel between kings, and you actually use this kind of defective product to fill the number?"

Archer Gilgamesh was still Gilgamesh after all, and after drinking the wine in the spoon, he impatiently expressed his displeasure.

However, Gilgamesh's style, which they had seen as early as the first night, was not strange at this time.

Iskander was not angry, touching his head and muttering even a little innocently.

"Really? I bought it from a nearby market, so it should be a good bar? ”

Webb sighed, although Iskandar chose the middle to high quality wine in the market, the quality of the wine sold in the supermarket was not good, and the tall man could not pick out the good thing.

"Looks like you bastard doesn't know anything about wine! This kind of wine with many impurities and mixed tastes is really thanks to the entrance that you don't care about. ”

Gilgamesh snorted coldly at Iskandar's words, and golden ripples appeared around him, a vortex of void space.

Webb and Alice Fell felt a chill from the scene they had seen on the first night, a precursor to the indiscriminate bombardment of a large number of Noble Phantasms unleashed by the Golden Spirit.

However, what Gilgamesh summoned from the void was not a sharp weapon, but a set of drinking utensils cast in gold and inlaid with dazzling gems.

A heavy golden wine bottle filled with a colorless, clear liquid.

"Open your eyes and take a good look, for this is the supreme wine for the king to drink."

"Roar, that's so touching."

Although Gilgamesh is a bastard and extremely arrogant, Iskandar doesn't mind, his smile is as innocent as a child who has discovered a new toy, if you want to describe it.

Iskandar took Gilgamesh's drinking utensils and poured the new wine from the golden bottle into the matching three glasses. It was handed to two other servants.

"Sure enough, it's the best wine!"

Iskandar took a sip of the wine in his glass, and when he entered the wine, Iskandar's eyes immediately widened. After that, he raised his head and drank the wine from the glass.

Saber, who has always adhered to the rules, was also aroused by Iskandar's curiosity at this time.

The wine flowed into his throat, and Saber felt a strong feeling of swelling in his brain. It was indeed a good wine she had never tasted, the wine was colorless and pure, the taste was equally crisp in the mouth, the alcohol content was just right, and the intense aroma was complex but uniform. It was only a sip, but Saber felt like he was fluttering.

"This must not be a wine made by humans, but a brew that has been mysteriously stored, right?"

Iskandar spared no hesitation in praise, and Gilgamesh sat down leisurely, gently shaking the golden goblet.

"It's natural, whether it's wine or weapons, I only store the best products in the world in my treasure trove, and that's the taste that suits the status of a king. It seems that the question of who has the most kingly energy between us has been answered. ”

"What are you kidding, Archer, are you just going to boast about your wine and treasures? This behavior is not like a king, but like a clown. ”

"It's really ugly, I don't even know how to appreciate wine and treasures, how can I be worthy of being a king?"

Saber's words were filled with the smell of gunpowder, and Gilgamesh scoffed, and the atmosphere became tense, and the battle without sword was finally tense as if it were a real battle.

The tense atmosphere was interrupted by a loud neighing of horses.

The snow-white horse without a trace of miscellaneous hair and the white-clothed and silver-armored generals, the white color reflects the moonlight, and a man and a horse seem to come on the moon.

"The banquet has just begun, and a guy who spoils the scenery has come to disturb my Yaxing."

The space around Gilgamesh began to ripple with golden ripples, and the King's Treasure was aimed at the location of the comer, ready to attack.

"Wait, Archer, I always felt that something was wrong with the berserker tonight. Webb, do you see anything wrong? ”

Webber, the Rider Master, had been observing the berserker before Iskandar gave his orders, and the results of his observations were indeed as Iskandar said.

"Rider, berserker's stats are much weaker than they were on the first night. Originally, his ability value should be much stronger than you on the whole, but now, he is probably at the same level as you. ”

Iskandar scratched his nose with his index finger:

"It's really funny, can the stats go up and down?"

Gilgamesh raised his glass again and drank the last bit of wine from it.

"Hmph, Rider, I can tell you something even more interesting, my Master just got the news that the berserker of this Holy Grail War is actually sane."

"What? This was really unexpected, well, indeed, I never saw Berserker lose his mind and go crazy, at most he just kept silent and went straight to work. ”

At this point, all eyes were on Berserker, who had suddenly entered the berserker.

The white-clothed warrior pulled the reins, and the white horse stopped in the atrium of the castle.

"Yo, Berserker. Are you here for a drink too? ”

"It seems that no matter how much you hide it, the secret will eventually be revealed."

Berserker's voice was not as rough as a berserker, but surprisingly gentle and elegant, less like a warrior and more like a man of letters.

Zhao Yun turned over and dismounted, patted his old buddy's neck, and let the Yezhao Jade Lion play by himself. He walked to the "wine table" of the three kings.

Berserker's proximity made Alice Phil and Webb a little nervous.

What did this sudden uninvited guest come here for, they didn't know what they were doing.

"Hey, little ghost, don't be so embarrassed, isn't it just a guest at the banquet? You can still drink it. ”

Iskandar picked up another golden glass, filled it with wine and handed it over:

"Berserker, who does not know the name of the king, this is the wine that the king has given you."

Saber frowned at the same time as Gilgamesh, and Saber asked:

"Do you still want to invite Berserker to the table? Conquer King Iskander. ”

"Of course." Iskandar's face was full of course, "As a host, you should also observe etiquette for guests, right?" Is hospitality not a virtue in the country you rule? ”

The white-clad Berserker took off the pure white mask that covered his face, revealing a typical Asian appearance, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, red lips and white teeth.

Zhao Yun rubbed his fingers, and the white mask turned into snow-white fine dots of light and disappeared into the night.

"I'm sorry, King of Conquest. I heard that there are three servants gathered here, and in order to help my lord achieve victory, so I came here uninvited, and I bothered me. ”

Iskandar raised an eyebrow:

"So you're here to fight us?"

"No, no, no, I thought it was going to be a chaotic war, so I came here to see if there was any chance of taking advantage of the fisherman. However, the current atmosphere does not seem to be suitable for dancing knives and guns. ”

In front of the three kings, Zhao Yun lifted the silver dragon armor on his body, the green sword on his waist, and the Yajiao gun behind his back, and what he left behind was a white T-shirt and a pair of jeans similar to Iskander.

Saber and Archer's faces soothed as Berserker disarmed, and Iskandar smiled like a man of his kind.

"I wonder what the three of you plan to do when you gather here?"

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be a good berserker. In that case, then don't talk nonsense, you're the last to come, and like this golden glitter here, you'll be punished with a glass of wine! ”

Iskandar raised the golden wine glass in his hand again, signaling Zhao Yun to drink the glass.