Thousand Blades of Death

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"Yo, Saber. After I heard about the castle here, I wanted to check it out-how did it happen, eh?"

Rider smiled his teeth with no shame, and then moved his neck with care.

"It's too inconvenient to have too many trees in and out of the yard. I almost lost my way to the gate, so I cut some for you, thank you. My vision has become much better."

"Rider. You..."

Saber said sharply, but she didn't know what to say next to the enemy who always felt inexplicable. Instead, Rider frowned in surprise.

"Hello Knight, won't you change into a modern outfit tonight? Don't wear that rigid armor all the time."

If Saber's appearance in armor is said to be rigid, then what should I say about Rider's jeans and T-shirt? If you consider this armor to be Saber's pride, the crack in the thick breastplate seems to suggest its fragility. Here, perhaps only the ignorance is invincible.

Weber was half hiding in Ride. He looked up at Alice Phil from behind the huge body, looking at his expression whether he was hostile or fearful. Needless to say, his face clearly stated "want to go home" and "hurry up".

Once King Iskandar was interested in the culture of the invaded territory and took the lead in putting on Asian-style clothes to make his entourage retreat to him. Alice Phil has heard of this story, but she certainly did not expect that the reason why the Rider in front of him put on modern clothes is actually Saber in a suit.

What makes them even more strange is that Rider is not in the hands of weapons or other things used in combat.

It's a bucket.

No matter how you look at it, it is a wooden wine bottle. Rider, who holds the wine bottle easily under his arm, is like a wine house owner who comes to deliver.

"you……"

Once again, Saber took a deep breath and said calmly.

"Rider, what are you doing?"

"I still don't understand after reading it? Come to you for a drink-hey, don't let the pestle lead there. Do you have a courtyard suitable for banquets? The castle is all gray, no."

"..."

Saber sighed helplessly, and the anger that had accumulated in his chest disappeared. Looking at this seemingly innocent opponent, she could not maintain her fighting spirit.

"Alice Phil, what should I do?"

Alice Phil was also confused.

She was angry before because the forest border was destroyed, 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 will wait for the difference between Saber and Lancer before challenging. Still obeying the things promised by Ying Ling's pride and self-esteem, then his sudden appearance tonight is puzzling.

"Does the man want to adopt a Huairou policy towards Saber?"

"No, this is a challenge."

Saber, who should have lost his fighting spirit, somehow became serious now.

"challenge?"

"Yes...I am the king, and he is also the king. If you want to divide the height on the wine table, it is equivalent to a bloodless ‘battle’.”

Perhaps it was after hearing Saber's words that Conquer Wang nodded with a smile.

"Oh, it's good to understand. Since you can't face each other with swords, let's use wine to determine the victory or defeat. Knight King, I won't let you go tonight, be prepared."

"Interesting. I accept."

Saber, who resolutely responded, exuded a majestic fighting spirit like on the battlefield. Until now, Alice Phil realized that this was not a joke, but a real "fight."

"Oh, by the way, where is Ma Yuan, why didn't he see him come out"

"Is he afraid, ha ha ha ha ha ha"

"This is really a big slippery world, conquer the king." A **** whirlwind flashed beside Saber, and a strange robe of Ma Yuan appeared in the sight of everyone, with a gentle smile in the corner of his mouth, personable.

Tonight, he is not so powerful.

"Long time no see, conquer the king, and Rider's little Master, Weber Wilwitt"

"Okay, long time no see..."

Somehow, Weber felt relieved every time he saw Ma Yuan’s smile, which was the same as his back looking at him after conquering the king. Maybe it was because of his encouragement to him that night, or maybe it was another reason.

In short, it is a solid man who can look up and rely on.

"A guest from afar, please, two"

"Oh, go walk!"

"I want to go back..."

The location of the banquet was chosen next to the flower bed in the castle atrium. The fighting last night did not spread here, and it did not seem shabby to treat guests. At this time, no one cared about the cold outside.

Rider took the wine bottle to the atrium, and the three Servants sat down face to face and settled down. Alice Phil and Weber sat side by side, speculating on the development of the situation, realizing that this meant a temporary truce, they just had to watch on the side.

Rider smashed the lid with his fist, and the mellow wine scent suddenly filled the air in the atrium.

"Although the shape is strange, this is a unique wine container in this country."

Rider said smugly with a bamboo spoon. It is a pity that no one can point out his common sense mistake on the spot.

Rider first drank the wine from the spoon and then spoke.

"I heard that only qualified people can get the Holy Grail."

The serious tone calmed the surrounding atmosphere. The man actually spoke in this tone, and always felt something was wrong.

"And the ritual of selecting the qualified person is this war in Dongmu-but if you just watch, you don’t have to bleed. If you are the same spirit, if you can recognize each other’s abilities, then don’t need me. Say it."

"..."

Saber took the handle ladle from Rider without hesitation, and also scooped a spoonful of wine.

Saber's thin body always makes her worry about whether she can really drink. But looking at her boldness of drinking, she did not lose to the giant Rider. Rider gave a pleasant praise.

"Ah, this taste is really..."

"What's wrong, Ma Yuan, are you dissatisfied with this?"

"No, I just smelled good wine"

"Oh, it's really a powerful feeling. Speaking of this, there is a person who claims to be a "king"."

Rider changed his serious tone and smiled mischievously. Then he seemed to speak to himself again.

"--The joke ends here, bastard."

A proud voice rang around.

The proud oldest king came to this place. ,, ..

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