Is this considered the banquet of the three kings? (laughs)
1o6:19:17
Matou Kariya felt that what Ryunosuke Ubuu said was very correct.
If he refused to inherit the family business just out of dissatisfaction with Zouken, then he would really be willing to let the Magic Association take away all the wealth of the Matou family when the other party has given up on the family and his brother Tsuruno has no magic talent at all.
Take it for free?
What's more, Ryunosuke knows very little about the Matou family, and only he can deduce deeper things. For example, if the Magic Association really gets hold of all the magic information of the Matou family, the old man Zangyan
Maybe you will directly send an agent to "seal and designate" yourself?
"You don't have to accompany me in, Ryunosuke. You should still be in the Holy Grail War at the moment?"
Stopping in front of the long-lost Matou mansion, Kariya turned around and said to Ryunosuke.
With Kariya's limited understanding of the Holy Grail War, he can understand how dangerous it is to be a lone master. What's more, it's already dark at this time, which is the default time for all parties to start taking action. If Ryunosuke helps him obtain the inheritance
Getting injured or using a command spell during the process will have very negative consequences.
"That's what you said, it doesn't matter, because there was a battle before - the time when the photo you see was taken. Now all parties involved in the war need to repair, and my servant was seriously injured, and he also ran out of command spells, so
It won’t be easily discovered by others.”
Ryunosuke spoke in a relaxed tone, and showed Kariya the empty back of his hand, with only faint traces remaining.
Kariya had nothing to say. Even the few words he said in a relaxed manner could infer the intensity of the battle. He was relieved because he heard that Aoi had been sent back to her hometown in Zencheng, Kobe.
"Your magic attribute seems to be water. If you find anything useful today, just ask." He finally said.
"Don't worry, I won't be polite to you."
Kariya sighed, and opened the front door of the mansion while being patted on the shoulder by Ryunosuke.
1o6:16:24
Weber judged the current situation and felt that the only one who could break the deadlock in this situation was himself.
At this time, they were still in the milk tea shop. The picked-up Assassin and Tokiomi's daughter were sitting at the round table eating desserts. Rider and Cater were each guarding a little girl. At the other end of the table, the girl who just suddenly appeared
Here, for some reason, Archer changed into casual clothes that looked like a wealthy man.
The three heroic spirits looked at each other, and no one made a move, but the collision of momentum was undoubtedly taking place. In addition to this table, other unfixed items such as tables, chairs, benches, window displays, etc. in the store were inexplicably sliding, shifting, and moving.
Trembling.
The clerk and other customers had already left under the influence of Weber's hint of magic, and put up a notice saying they were closed for the day. However, he felt that if a fight broke out, the entire store would explode instantly, and these cover-up methods would be completely meaningless, so he
He knocked on the table in an attempt to attract the attention of the followers.
"Hmm... So are you just going to keep staring at me like this? I mean, at least say something, right?"
"What are you talking about? Well~" The first one to speak was Caster. She turned her hand over and conjured a cream cake on the table and pushed it to Rider: "Want to try it?"
"Well..." Rider's palm was too big to accurately pick up the small plate holding the cake, so he simply took a fork and threw the whole thing into his mouth: "Although I already had cream at that time, but cane sugar...
Things haven’t had time to conquer yet,”
Ah, that's right, Weber thought. Sugarcane, which originated in New Guinea, was only able to spread to India at the end of the Iskandar Campaign.
"How is it? Archer? You didn't even have butter in your era, right?" Rider smacked his lips, turned to the golden heroic spirit and said, given the transparency of the current information, everyone knows that his real name is Gilgamesh.
hero King.
Is this provocation... a showdown over dessert? Weber almost wanted to hold his head.
"It's ridiculous, my treasure contains the prototypes and derivatives of all treasures in human history, just desserts eaten by little girls -" Archer raised his hand, and golden ripples appeared slightly higher than the table.
"I want cappuccino! And Black Forest! Mousse!" Just when something was about to emerge from the ripples, caster suddenly shouted in the tone of ordering to the waiter.
"What-" Weber noticed that Gilgamesh obviously didn't know the meaning of these nouns. He was slightly stunned after hearing Caster's words, and then...
Bump, bump, bump.
A brown cake with four layers of black and white, a cake covered with dark chocolate and white cream, and another beautiful cake decorated with many fruits appeared on the table.
"Hehehe~" The girl who called herself the Saint of Winter showed a side that matched her appearance, and took away the fruit cake with a wicked smile.
"Caster——" Archer looked furious, and several golden ripples appeared behind him, as if he was about to summon a Noble Phantasm to project in the next moment, which made Webb subconsciously hide behind Rider.
"The cappuccino belongs to Rider," Caster said without any sense of being threatened, pushing another piece of cake to Iskandar: "It means 'take me away', and it suits you very well."
"Haha! That's right, the Conqueror King will conquer and take away whatever he likes!" The Conqueror King laughed and took the cake - and ate it in one bite again.
Weber felt that Caster glanced back and forth between Rider and himself with a strange and unclear look. There wouldn't be any conspiracy behind this cake, right?
"You'd better explain-" With Archer's angry voice, there were more ripples behind him, and even the tips of some Noble Phantasms began to be revealed, filled with murderous intent.
"Huh? King of Heroes, don't you want it?" Caster looked at him without any sense of crisis: "I thought you might like the taste of the cherry wine from the Black Forest, so I ordered it for you, so I'll give it to Emil.
"
On the other side of the table, Tokiomi Tokiomi's daughter and the little assassin picked up by Rider had already finished their portions and were looking at the new cakes that appeared on the table, but what about the names?
The Winter Saint's outstretched hand was empty, because a golden ripple struck it before that. After the black cake completely disappeared, it reappeared in Gilgamesh's hand the next moment.
"Even if I don't want it, I have to decide how to deal with it." Archer said with narrowed red eyes, then took a vicious bite of the cake, then turned around and threw it back to the King's Treasure House with a stiff face.
Ah...I see, Weber suddenly understood what Rider often said about the way of a king. If the other party was a king like himself, then he would not refuse the other party a toast or transfer food - but who is the king of the Winter Maiden?
?
"Really, how did such a stingy person become the king?" Rider muttered, making Archer look even more angry.
"You must give me an explanation now, caster." After handling the cake, the Gates of Babylon with the shining light of the Noble Phantasm reappeared behind him.
Ah... By the way, because the cake ruined the atmosphere, Caster actually did a shocking move just now - she controlled someone else's Noble Phantasm without taking it!
"It's very simple~" Caster pointed to the golden ripples in a relaxed tone: "You said that the number of your treasures exceeds your understanding, then the method of summoning them will also come out. Remember I told you about the treasure house.
Does an 'archetype' and all its 'derivatives' exist?"
Weber saw Archer nodding slowly. This kind of thing was completely beyond the scope of his knowledge gained in the clock tower.
"Because I told you how to use it that you didn't know, I gained some permissions. As long as I am present when you plan to summon the 'prototype', you can add conditions to summon its 'derivative', but the ownership is still yours." caster
He took a bite of his cake and said, "You just wanted to summon the 'World's First Cake', right? I thought that thing would be as hard as a rock, so I stopped you."
"Hmph, you are indeed a caster." Gilgamesh's murderous aura inexplicably faded a lot, but the stern look in his eyes still did not fade away: "But casually touching this king's treasure trove is still a capital crime."
"Ah, whatever you think, but unless it's to summon non-combat items, my additional summons are basically useless. If you want to throw a sword over, do I need to summon a few more cold steel swords with modern craftsmanship?"
Caster waved his hand nonchalantly.
"In this war, if you dare to do this again, I will kill you with my own hands." The Ancient King said with murderous intent.
"Oh." Caster nodded completely nonchalantly and continued eating her fruit cake.
"Haha, that's not possible," Rider looked at Gilgamesh with piercing eyes: "I'm also going to find an opportunity to join forces with Caster and use this method to steal all the treasures in your treasure house-it would be a mistake to have a backdoor appear in the treasure house.
Your mistake, King of Heroes."
"Isn't this a war for the Holy Grail? What are you going to do!" Weber finally couldn't help shouting.
"Fighting for the Holy Grail? I remember you didn't make a wish for the Holy Grail, right? Kid." Rider raised his hand as if to flick Weber's forehead, but gave up because it was stained with butter: "As long as we defeat all the strong men in this war, let's
Isn’t it enough for you to gain the teacher’s approval?”
"Hey - 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 wish? You can't have a wish like a physical object without the Holy Grail!" Weber reached out to poke Iskandar's burly arm in a black suit: "This is also a condensed magic power, right?"
"Well... I can help Rider make a shorter real body, but if Mr. Weber is willing to continue to worship the devil, there is no problem in keeping the current body shape." Caster once again showed that unclear look, speaking in a relaxed tone
said.
"What about you! What is the wish of you and your Master?" Weber was about to give up on himself. He asked the hostile Servant grandly.
"Wishes... can't be realized with the help of the Holy Grail, so I'm confused as to why that child was chosen to give the Command Seal. Could the Holy Grail be malfunctioning?" Caster finally finished the cake and began to taste the milk tea.
Present were the three most powerful people in this Holy Grail War, but two of them didn't intend to compete for the Holy Grail? Weber looked at Archer angrily, and then seemed to be doused in the head under that murderous gaze.
It calmed down like an ice bucket.
"I have decided that even treasures that will appear in the future belong to me," Gilgamesh announced proudly, "so the thieves who try to get their hands on my treasures must be punished."
Sure enough, none of these three heroic spirits intend to ask for the Holy Grail! Weber felt that Teacher Kenneth would be even more shocked if he heard the news.
"Oh ~ the treasure of the future? Then taobao——" Caster originally seemed to be planning to join in the fun and say something, but suddenly frowned and looked in the direction of the old city. "Well, although I'm sorry to interrupt the banquet of the Three Kings in advance, I have to go.
Already."
"You call this the 'Feast of the Three Kings'? Where is the wine?"
Weber believed that Gilgamesh's focus was obviously abnormal. At this time, shouldn't he guess what happened to the opponent's master and formulate a strategy?
"No matter what happened in history, I am still underage now~Uncle King of Heroes~" Caster said something that made Archer even more furious before turning into a pure white spirit and disappearing.
"You want to drink? I can accompany you."
Weber just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his servant say something that stunned him. Even if he tried hard to grab Rider's suit sleeve, he couldn't stop him in time:
"But only if it's the fine wines you have in your treasure house."
"Humph, I have had enough of this farce. Now I have to bring back the initiator. If there is a chance, we can talk about the drinking." After rejecting Rider's proposal, Archer reached out and grabbed Tohsaka who had finished eating the cake and was sitting there.
He grabbed Rin's collar and carried her out of the cake shop. Before leaving, he glared at the assassin called Emile.
"It looks like something happened that we don't know about." Iskandar looked at Gilgamesh and hid behind him. Assassin, who was in the form of a little girl, bent down the arm that was originally going to lift the collar.
He held her waist and hugged her: "We are also withdrawing our troops and leaving Weber."
No...wait? Where are you taking the hostile servant!?
