Chapter 107: Matou's Invitation

"Sorry for disturbing you both by visiting so unexpectedly."

……

……

The atmosphere, which had been relaxed for a moment due to the heart-to-heart talk, suddenly became tense.

"who!"

"who!"

The boy's voice and the uncle's voice sounded together.

Weber, wrapped in a sleeping bag, wanted to stand up, but he forgot that he was still in the sleeping bag, so his movements became very funny.

The movement of a cricket pupa is like that of a caterpillar.

This caterpillar has been pupating on the heat pad for a long time, but still can't get up...

For a time,

Jianchen Jianchen and his two bodyguards were speechless.

Iskandar, who had been in spiritual form, could no longer bear it. He revealed his body, lifted Weber, who was in the form of a cricket pupa on the ground, into the air, and unzipped his sleeping bag.

"..."

Looking at Iskandar who had emerged from his spiritual form, and then looking at the eight-year-old child who was staring at him in silence, especially the obvious teasing on the child's face, Weber wished he could find a tunnel to crawl into.

but,

Shyness was just a momentary emotion, and Waver soon figured out the situation.

"The caster's master?"

"Lancer?"

Waver and Iskandar's voices rang out at the same time.

"Lancer?" Waver exclaimed in disbelief, pointing at Iskandar, then looked at the only servant behind Kenshin Matou, wondering if he had heard it wrong or if Iskandar had gone crazy.

But then he found that he was still too young.

Shining with brilliance, handsome looks, tall figure, blue tights, awe-inspiring aura, who else could this be but Lancer?

"How...how is it possible."

Weber swallowed, unable to believe what he saw.

The lancer, the caster, and the master whose depth was unclear, everything seemed like a dream.

Thinking of Iskandar's lack of mana and looking at every enemy that seemed troublesome, Weber broke out in a sweat, not knowing how to deal with it.

"Good evening, Iskander and Senior Weber."

"Oh, good evening, Master of Caster."

Hearing the greeting, Iskandar politely raised his hand in response.

Weber felt that there must be something wrong with his ears today. His name, Weber, was good, but what about the senior?

Since when did the Clock Tower start accepting children as young as seven or eight years old?

Why haven't I seen him before?
Logically speaking, I should have heard of someone being able to enter the Clock Tower at this age, so what is going on now?

There were so many questions that Weber didn't know which one to ask first.

"you are?"

In the end, he could only ask this awkwardly but politely.

"My name is Jianchen Matou, and I am one of the Masters participating in the Holy Grail War this time. I also became a disciple of Kenneth teacher not long ago, and obtained the qualification of Lancer's Master."

Looking at the dazed Waver, even though he was just a child, Jianchen Matou felt like he was looking at a junior.

He revealed his own information without reservation.

The Holy Grail War has now come to an end. Two of the seven servants have been eliminated. Two of the remaining five are his, and one of the remaining three is Iskandar in front of him.

Saber is in a neutral position. After getting rid of Emiya Kiritsugu, Swordsman Matou still has other uses for her.

In other words, at this time, Fuyuki has an irreconcilable conflict with him, and the only Servant he must get rid of is Gilgamesh.

The advantage at this time can no longer be summarized by a simple phrase: a dragon riding on the face.

Diarmuid has already revealed his real name and treasure, so he is not afraid of information leakage. As for Uncle Liu, he is his trump card in this war and the winning means to kill Gilgamesh. Except for Uncle Liu, all other information is irrelevant to Kenshin Matou.

Therefore,
He was sincere when facing Weber and Iskandar, two people he had a good impression of.

Jianchen Matou has always believed that the highest courtesy towards others is sincerity.

"Really?" The sincere words naturally touched Iskandar. He touched his chin and directly asked the question in his mind:
"At this time and this place, it can't be that you just happened to meet us, right?"

His hand was on the hilt of the sword. Although he lacked magic power, he would not do anything to drain Weber for victory. But even if he knew he would fail, Iskandar did not lack the courage to fight head-on.

"Don't get excited." Jian Tongjianchen waved his hand.

He looked up and down at this king who could only be seen during the Holy Grail War.

Rugged face, bright red hair, broad chest, and heroic spirit.

All I can say is that compared to Miss Altria, the Golden Lion King, the man in front of me is more like a mighty and domineering lion.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Iskandar, and my future senior, Weber. I came here tonight to extend an invitation to both of you."

"invite?"

"invite."

The two people who heard the explanation behaved in completely opposite ways.

Waver was a little excited. "What are you going to invite us for, Master Caster?"

There was still vigilance and a hint of guilt in his eyes.

In the current situation, if a real battle were to break out, the chances of winning would be extremely low. The reason for this was not only that Jianchen Matou had two servants, but also...

I am unqualified as a Master.

Waver clenched his hands tightly, especially the one with the Command Seal. He was ready to use his last trump card as a Master at any time.

"Why invite?" The hand on the hilt of the sword loosened.

This is Iskandar's style.

Since it was an invitation, he cancelled the action of encountering the enemy.

Jianchen Jianchen was amazed at what he saw. He explained:
"The Holy Grail War is not far from ending. To celebrate the end of the war and my upcoming victory in holding the Holy Grail, I have decided to invite the remaining servants to hold a cocktail party together."

"Oh?" Iskandar showed an interested look. "Cocktail party?"

"Correct."

Jianchen Matou continued to explain:

"Because there are so many kings in this Holy Grail War, I name this reception the Feast of Kings."

"Really?" Iskandar nodded. "In that case, there is no reason for me not to attend."

"I accept your invitation, Master of Caster."

Laughing heartily, Iskandar didn't pay much attention to Diarmuid who had already demonstrated his martial arts. He was very interested in the old man playing with a mobile phone behind Kenshin Matou.

after all,

There may really be a school for advanced studies in Valhalla.

At least the expression displayed by Iskandar at this moment was not what he should show for someone who was unaware of Uncle Liu's deeds.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Beside Iskandar, his Master Waver held his head and cried out.

"Really? Really? Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!"

"You made the decision without consulting me again. What the hell are you…"

Before he could finish, Iskander's loving hand interrupted Waver's complaint.

"Well, instead of complaining, even if I disagree, you will agree after thinking about it, right?"

Pulling Waver in front of him, Iskandar spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Really..."

Leaning on Iskandar's arms, Waver felt helpless.

"Hey," he whispered, "Your magic power hasn't recovered yet! If someone at the banquet attacks you..."

"Don't worry."

At some point Tong Jianchen came to Iskandar's side.

Uncle Liu behind him didn't move at all, and didn't seem to be worried about the safety of the Master at all.

The competent Diarmuid did follow Swordsman Matou, but he was not too vigilant and did not even summon his two magic spears.

What is genuine can never be faked.

Just as Iskandar could see through Diarmuid and Uncle Liu, the two of them could also see Iskandar's honesty.

"If it's a problem with magic, please don't worry."

Without paying attention to Waver's frightened expression, in front of him and Iskandar, Matou Kenshin lifted up the sleeve of his left hand, revealing the glittering spell inside.

"……This is!"

Waver was so shocked that he kept backing away. If Iskandar hadn't been blocking behind him, Kenshin Matou would have no doubt that he would have fallen to the ground.

“Command Spell?” Iskandar’s expression also turned serious.

"Yes."

Matou Kenshin nodded.

"How is this possible!" Waver came back to his senses and even forgot his fear for a moment. He walked up to Kenshin Matou and looked at his left hand full of Command Seals.

“According to the church, even if you defeat the mad Berserker by yourself, you can only get three Command Seals at most. This number…”

"you you……"

As if he had thought of something, Waver pointed at Jianchen Matou and was so excited that he couldn't speak.

However, Jianchen Matou knew what Waver meant.

"That's right."

He first affirmed Weber's idea:

"I did kill the priest of the church."

Having said this, he paused for a moment on purpose. After seeing Weber's horrified expression, he continued to explain with satisfaction:

"Of course, there is a premise, a premise that none of you understand."

"Before the Holy Grail War began, Father Kotomine Risei, who was the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, had already reached an alliance with the current head of the Tousaka family, Tousaka Tokiomi. The two of them colluded with each other and completely destroyed the rules of the Holy Grail War and broke the order."

"That meeting, held in the name of the Demon Exorcist, was nothing more than a means to transfer the Command Seals in our hands to Tōsaka Tokiomi without revealing our identities."

"This……"

What Jianchen Matou said were all facts, so naturally there were no logical loopholes.

Even without evidence, Weber still believed it, but...

The cruelty of the Holy Grail War was beyond his imagination. He didn't expect that even the power of the church would get involved.

“I see. Then, by displaying the Command Seals, you want to…”

Iskandar did not show any strong emotions from beginning to end. He only pointed out the key point after Jianchen Matou finished explaining.

"Yes."

Kenshin Matou walked to Waver's side, took his hand, and transferred one of the Command Seals on his arm to Waver's hand.

(End of this chapter)