Chapter 32: Complex
"Haha, it's good to understand. Since swords can't face each other, let's duel with wine. I won't let you go tonight, King's Knight. Be prepared. β
Indeed, if you can't face your king, I can't defeat you......
The thought of this scene made her eyes hurt, but only for a moment, and then the blonde girl was as fierce as she was on the battlefield.
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Then Ryder took the bottle to the atrium, and the two servants sat facing each other, looking at each other calmly.
Alice and Phil Webb sat side by side, trying to guess what had happened, while Wang Mu was very strangely leaning against the castle wall, far away from them.
Looking at the way he closes his eyes, if it is not a very standard posture, I am afraid that others will think that he is asleep?
On the contrary, Wang Mu is constructing a huge magic trick - the true secret art of Keshuru.
The despair of the lowly.
In mythology, humans are often the target of alien hunts, while unarmed humans are hunted and devoured by monsters.
This enchanted magic was created according to this philosophy, and it reinforces the concept of "monster" casting, while others surrounded by enchantment are automatically weakened by the concept of "prey", and the "prey" side cannot leave the enchantment. When the above steps are completed, the caster will also know the location of all creatures in this enchantment, no matter how deep they are hidden, Wang Mu will be able to perceive them.
In addition, this enhancement and weakening will not be perceived by others. It also means that even if a martial arts master is weakened to the point of a child, he will not notice any difference until he does so.
Very hidden secret art.
β albeit only for humans. After the casting was completed, a tiny wave spread outward along Wang Mu's heart, eventually replacing the boundary created by Alice Field.
In this process, Wang Mu felt that his facial features were more acute than he imagined, and his physical strength was constantly fermenting and increasing. Not only that, but he also saw a lot of "people" hiding in the dark.
The avatars of Gilgamesh, the outermost Assassins, Satyagagi and Mizo stood on the balcony and watched with sniper rifles, oh no, it was Kuyu Maia.
"Mystery is very powerful......"
A satisfied smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Wang Mu opened his eyes and looked at the debate about the king that had begun.
The triumphant king smashed open the lid of the barrel with his fist, and the mellow red wine immediately filled his heart.
"It's a very strange shape, but it's a unique wine container for this country."
Ryder took the bamboo handle and filled it with pride.
He took a sip of the wine from the spoon before speaking.
"It is said that only those who are qualified receive the Holy Grail. The ritual of choosing the right man was in the war at Woutwood β but if you were just a bystander, there would be no bloodshed. If we can identify with each other's abilities, then I don't need to tell you.
ββ¦β
Without hesitation, Saber took the handle spoon handed over by Ryder and drank a spoonful of wine.
Her thin figure always makes one wonder if she can really drink. But looking at her bold amount of alcohol, she is no less than a big Han rider. Ryder looked at it and cried out happily.
"It's really nostalgic...... "Ryder, you don't have to explain your 'King of Grail' statement. Saber put down the spoon and looked at the strong man in front of him.
"Haha, you must be a saber too."
The knight smiled mischievously. Then he said it again to himself.
"Well, there's another man here who calls himself 'the king.'" I want him to do my car.
"βThis is the end of the joke, bastard."
This seems to be a response to Ryder's ambiguous words. Gilgamesh flashed a dazzling golden light in front of them.
The sound and light immediately stiffened Webb and Alice Phil's bodies. Gilgamesh's aura is too great for mortals.
"Archer ......"
Sabel was not surprised, just looked at Gilgamesh dangerously and said nothing.
"Lucky enough for you to choose such a humble place for your banquet, that's all you have to taste. How can you thank me for coming here?"
"Don't say that. Come, have a drink first. β
Ryder smiled as he handed Gilgamesh a spoonful of wine.
He picked up the poor cup as usual, and drank it with his head, no matter what he thought.
"βWhat kind of wine is used in War of Heroes?"
Gilgamesh said in disgust.
"Is that so? I bought it from the market here. Wine. β
"That's because you don't know anything about alcohol, you bastard."
An empty vortex appeared around the contemptuous King of Gold. It was a sign of a treasure hunt, and both Webb and Alice felt a chill.
But tonight, Archer will be surrounded not by weapons, but by a dazzling array of jewels. The heavy golden bottle is full of colorless and clear leaves. Behold, this is the king's wine.
"Oh, I'm impressed."
Ryder, not taking a hint from the other man's arrogant tone, happily poured three glasses of new wine and handed one to Sabre.
With great difficulty, she looked at the wine in the golden bottle, but took the glass anyway.
"Oh, it's delicious!"
Iskandar took a sip, and his eyes immediately widened with praise.
"Great, isn't this wine made by humans?" This is the wine of God!"
"Of course, whether it's wine or sword, I keep only the best in my treasury - that's the king's taste."
"Boasting about the treasure he has gathered with violence is the act of a tyrant, Archer."
Having already drunk, it is no longer surprised by the alcohol, but shows a deep disgust for the attitude.
In front of him the king, his rule is almost the opposite. Regardless of the people of this country, only one's own happiness is the most shameless thing about the incorruptible rule of King Arthur.
"Saber guess? The rider shook the sake in the golden goblet and smashed the drunk to pieces.
"I also have a clue because I've been to Archer's country before. This saber is sharper than mine. β
"Hmm."
Gilgamesh grunted, clearly irritated by Ryder's words.
"You vile and shameless bastards, it's rude that you didn't call this king by his name when you first saw him." He glanced at Wang Mu again, who was leaning against the wall, pretending to look at the scenery around him. "After all, your spirits are not as good as one person."
"Oh! Did the master see it?" Ryder said with interest. "Erudite, courageous, with good judgment, and not bad at all...... If war weren't accidental, the little brother would grow into a great man!"
He turned his head again and shouted to Wang Mu, "Hey, spearman, how long are your knights going to stay here?"
Wang Mu opened his eyes and looked at the three kings who were talking about him inexplicably, a little speechless.
"He's pretty much there. But this is the king's banquet, is it really good to have a knight in attendance?"
"What are you talking about?" The knight's bold smile. "Lancer is my guest, he is a brave man, he is brave enough to join our Holy Grail!"
"It's an honor." Wang Mu shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything more.
Without anyone knowing, he turned the stench, magical water vapor that constantly emitted a foul smell into air, slowly and effectively turning the battlefield into a place suitable for his own battles.
Lancer hit the road in his own way. I don't know if we're going to have a big fight tonight.
Submit to the king and even be willing to let vulgar soldiers sit at the same table with him. Your eyes make the king look down again. β
Gilgamesh apparently dismissed Ryder's words. In the eyes of the proud king, only he and his son were worthy to stand in heaven. Besides, they're all assholes.
"Well, Sabre, you seem to be very unhappy with the king's ways. Why don't you tell me what you think, and let the king see it?"
Apparently, Gilgamesh took Sabre's words seriously, projecting carbine-like pupils onto a blonde girl.
I thought for a moment, and then said.
"No matter what you think of me, my wishes will never change." She sighed. "I want to save my hometown. I want to change the fate of Britain's demise. β
Silence.
Not only Gilgamesh, but also his happy rider's face froze.
"I say, Knight King, I can't be mistaken."
Ryder finally broke the silence. For some reason, his face was full of suspicion.
"You mean 'change of fate'?" Do you want to subvert the history you have written?"
"Knight, I know what you're trying to say, but it's really my only sad wish." continued, not looking him in the eye.
My country was destroyed by my own hands. If I hadn't drawn the sword in the stone, maybe it would have ended differently......"
Suddenly, someone burst out laughing. It was a vulgar laugh, regardless of people's understanding, and it came from the mouth of Gilgamesh.
In the face of such a huge humiliation, he couldn't help but frown even when he knew that the person in front of him was desperate.
"What right do you have to hiss, tyrant?"
The "Golden Elf" ignored the saber's questioning, but smiled and replied intermittently:
They proclaimed themselves kings and were praised by all the peoples. Would such a person be "unwilling"? Ha! Ha! How can this not make people laugh? A masterpiece! Sabre, you're the best clown!"
Gripped his glass in response.
Then came a voice that did not belong to any king.
"Your Majesty Gilgamesh, I don't think there's anything funny about it."
Can you interrupt the conversation of the king bastard?"
His own words were interrupted, and Gilgamesh looked at Wang Mu with a murderous expression.
"I'll let you stand here and look at my glory, I have been blessed by you for several generations, but you don't know how good or bad to intervene here, do you really want to die so much?"
Between the lines, a golden sword slowly appeared beside him.
"Well, I really don't have the right to interrupt the royal banquet." Wang Mu said with a smile, ignoring the threat. "But I identify with the ideal of being a 'commoner'. She's not like you, she really cares about her people, and that's why I respect her. β
He stepped forward and bowed slightly to the blonde.
To her regret, her own rule led to the outbreak of civil war, which led to the destruction of the country. That is, she is here to participate in the Holy Grail War for her people in order to use the Almighty Holy Grail for the happiness of the nation.
Wang Mu raised his head and looked at the emerald green eyes of the saber.
"Isn't that a thought worthy of respect?" Salvation is more glorious than guidance..."
"Bastard..."
Gilgamesh raised his hand in exasperation, and the treasure was there.
Ryder, however, put his palm in front of Gilgamesh and said solemnly.
"This brave young man is the one I swore to protect until his knights return, and the master of the spearmen has the right to speak at these feasts, and we use language as a weapon in the Battle of the Holy Grail." O king of Babylon, take thy treasure.
He added.
"I don't agree with the point that I don't even think she deserves to be called a king. But the little brother was right. In the eyes of his people, the saber is worthy of being a prince.
Sabre looked up in surprise when he heard Rhett's account. Little did she know that the king, eager to conquer and swell himself to the extreme, would agree to Ryder's wishes.
It's not what it used to be.
β¦ Is this the boy? Looks like Dilumu drew a good card this time. Saber looked at Wang Mu with complicated eyes.
If he is the mastermind of this Holy Grail War, perhaps...
He shook his head slightly, dispelling the idea of chivalry.
While it is true that he is a heretic, the covenant dictates that he has become his follower and can only serve his ends as best he can.
Perhaps Gilgamesh agreed with Ryder, and perhaps he didn't want to bother killing with his treasure, but he eventually put down his hand and the treasure he had drawn turned into smoke.
"Shut up, human, save your life this time."
Oh, hold back.
Wang Mu looked at Gilgamesh in surprise. He wanted to say these things, but he was ready to be honest with the king.
Well, while another big secret is still in the works, the battle on their side is going to ......
Wang Mu looked at the city wall above, where the deified berserker was preparing to attack Jianfeng, who had been spelled and could only judge the enemy by the actions of the spearmen.
"Your Excellency, your order has been given."
At that moment, glory gathered around Wang Mu. The knight with two spears knelt beside him and showed his loyalty.
"Well done, my knight."
"There!
Then he stood up and frowned at the three ghosts sitting cross-legged in the middle of the flower bed.
"...... this?"
"Haha, the knight is finally here." The victorious king smiled and took another cup from Gilgamesh's hand. Ignoring the king's disgruntled expression, he filled it up and left it in an empty place.
"You may be seated, for this is the feast that determines the Holy Grail. But you're late. Said what he wanted..."
asked, picking up his cup and taking a sip.
"I wonder what the great knight would wish for?"
ββ¦β¦ A little disappointed?" The conqueror rubbed his chin and said. "The little girl thinks she is right and is determined to subvert the history of the demise of her country."
"What?!"
Dumbfounded.
"You see, I accept this, even with Lancer......"
"How noble!" Said excitedly. "Knight King, I apologize for my previous indiscretion, you are a real knight!"
"Thank you." Saber responded politely.