Chapter 112 The King’s Banquet ()

"You are a little late, Mr. Jin, the enthusiastic citizen, but considering that you are different from Iskandar, I will forgive you for the time being."

The position of Jianchen Matou is very clever.

Originally, he was located between Saber and Iskandar, with Uncle Liu at the back of his body.

He was satisfied with this.

Uncle Liu and Jian Tong Jianchen spend all day together, and all the mysteries are known to him.

In comparison, Iskandar and Altria were more likely to arouse his interest.

But now it’s different, the location has changed subtly.

No matter what, Gilgamesh is also a king, possessing power that no one can ignore, so when he stepped into the cocktail party and walked towards the four people step by step.

Iskandar took the initiative to make way for him.

This is very polite and slightly highlights the kingly demeanor of the Conqueror King.

therefore,

Jian Tong Jianchen was very well-behaved. He pulled Emperor Gaozu of Han, who was also a king and was sitting behind him, into the banquet where four people were sitting.

So, the current position is very strange.

The five people formed a circle, starting from Artoria, and those on her right were Jianshen Matou, Emperor Gaozu of Han, Uncle Liu, the Hero King Gilgamesh, and the Conqueror King Iskandar.

Although this circle is not as stable and safe as the triangle, it is already the most suitable position in Jianchen Jianchen's mind.

That is why he dared to challenge Gilgamesh.

Otherwise, although the probability is very small, the possibility that Gilgamesh would suddenly slap him to death is not zero.

"Hmph~" Gilgamesh ignored Matou Kenshin's words and looked around with a sour face. "You actually chose to hold the 'King's Banquet' in such a lifeless place. How are you going to apologize for bothering me to come to such a place?"

Compared to Kenshin Matou's almost face-to-face taunting, Gilgamesh was more concerned about the environment.

Even Saber and Iskandar, who are also kings, find it difficult to understand this kind of train of thought.

"Well, don't worry about it." Jian Tong Jianchen stuck close to Uncle Liu and said, "You don't have much time to live anyway, so why should you worry about issues like the environment? Would bread care about what kind of packaging it is put in?"

"How about a drink...?"

The evil-minded Swordsman Matou put the wine ladle snatched from Saber into the wine barrel brought by Iskandar, scooped up a large full ladle, and handed it to Gilgamesh.

The sight of Gilgamesh and Iskandar kissing indirectly makes me happy just thinking about it~.

For some reason, this heroic king gave him a lot of face.

So Jianchen Matou is not afraid of being rejected.

Just as he thought, Gilgamesh took the wine ladle.

Stretching out his arms and bending slightly, the golden armor made an expensive sound, Gilgamesh put the wine spoon to his nose, narrowed his scarlet eyes slightly, and sniffed the taste of the wine.

"Humph~"

His stinky face turned into a disdainful expression, "What kind of cheap stuff is this? Do you really think this can be used to measure heroes and support the king's banquet?"

Gilgamesh looked at Jianchen Matou and did not drink the wine he handed to him.

The look of disgust almost became tangible.

"Don't look at me with such a sullen face!" Jian Tong Jian Chen felt wronged, "I didn't prepare this wine."

Kenshin Matou waved his hands and refused to take the blame. He was not his father-in-law, Tousaka Tokiomi.

Iskandar on the side scratched his head, with a hint of grievance on his tough face.

"Even though you said that... these wines are already pretty good and top-quality wines in the local market."

"You think so because you don't know what real wine is, you lowly bastard."

Gilgamesh sneered at Iskandar's explanation. He simply raised his left hand slightly, and layers of golden ripples appeared in the space above his fingers.

Seeing this, Weber and Mrs. Irisviel, who were noble magicians in front of mortals but humble as mortals in front of heroic spirits, cried out in amazement. This was a noble weapon of a heroic spirit, a miracle that they, as magicians, could hardly achieve in their entire lives.

It is Gilgamesh's royal treasure!
However, although he was also a magician and his magic skills were not higher than Waver and Mrs. Irisviel, Kenshin Matou showed a completely opposite expression.

He poked his finger at Uncle Liu, who had been drinking the wine that Gilgamesh despised.

whispered:
"Hey, sir, stop drinking. The real good stuff is coming."

When Jianchen Jianchen spoke, he had to swallow his saliva from time to time.

God have mercy on him. He has been waiting for the wine in King Gilgamesh's treasure for a long time.

Uncle Liu raised his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of Gilgamesh, but he did not put down the wine spoon in his hand and continued to drink the wine leisurely.

In the golden spatial ripples, this time there was no treasure to kill the enemy, but rather a set of wine vessels that were golden in color and could be seen to be of high price at a glance.

"Humph~"

Mr. Jin, a kind-hearted citizen, showed a proud expression: "Watch carefully, and remember this for me, this is the so-called wine of kings."

As he spoke, Gilgamesh threw out five more wine glasses.

Kenshin Matou didn't believe that the other party couldn't feel Diarmuid's presence, but after all, they were the other party's wine and utensils, so he couldn't say much.

Iskandar didn't care about the humiliation Gilgamesh had just given him. When he saw the golden statue appear, he showed an excited look.

But there is one person whose hands are faster than his!
Jianchen Matou happily picked up the golden wine bottle that was almost as big as his upper body and placed it in front of himself. Then he picked up the wine glass that Gilgamesh had thrown on the ground and distributed it to the heroes around him one by one.

He acted as if he was the host of this place and was welcoming guests.

"Uh……"

Even the heroic Iskandar was stunned by this scene.

Saber was very wary of Gilgamesh, so much so that she temporarily forgot about the transgression of Kenshin Matou. She took the wine glass handed to her by Kenshin Matou, but was a little hesitant about whether to drink the wine.

But soon, the hesitation in her heart disappeared.

Because among the five people at this time, there is a real drunkard.

"Wow! I can't describe it! I can't describe it! I can't describe it, but this wine is really good!"

After praising the wine continuously, Jianchen Matou, who drank the first cup, had a flushed face and was extremely excited.

"Hey, children shouldn't be allowed to drink."

Weber huddled in the corner, muttering softly, but his eyes were filled with curiosity. After all, that was the finest wine among Gilgamesh's treasures!
Even the lovely Mrs. Irisviel looked curious as she looked at Kenshin Matou who looked very satisfied after drinking.

After all, the wine and drinks in the treasure are too attractive.

Even the King of Conquerors Iskandar is no exception to this.

"Hey, kid, pour me a glass too."

Holding the wine glass distributed by Jianchen Matou in his hand, Iskandar was also a little greedy.

Of course, Jianchen Matou would not refuse.

He poured a full glass for Iskandar, then filled the glass in front of Uncle Liu and called out, "Show yourself, Diarmuid. This wine is good stuff."

A flash of inspiration came to mind, and the extremely handsome Diarmuid appeared in front of everyone.

Except for the shocked Waver and Mrs. Irisviel, and the mouse hiding in the shadows showing a surprised look.

None of the heroes present were surprised.

After all, concealing one's breath is the assassin's specialty, and Diarmuid, the lucky E-wielding spearman, does not have that ability.

"Taste it."

Kenshin Matou was extremely concerned about the fact that Iskandar and Saber shared a wine spoon, but he shared his wine glass with Diarmuid without any hesitation.

Diarmuid hesitated, while Gilgamesh stared at him with completely cold eyes.

"The master follows the guest's wishes. Follow your orders, Diarmuid."

Ignoring the gaze of the owner of the wine, Jianchen Matou gave the order again. This time Diarmuid did not refuse and drank the reward from his lord in one gulp.

"Good wine!"

The handsome knight exclaimed in admiration, and transformed into a spirit once again.

Diarmuid did not intend to participate in the current occasion. After all... he was just an "ordinary" vanguard spearman and was not suitable for the king's banquet.

at the same time,

Looking at the expressions of enjoyment on Jianchen Matou and Diarmuid's faces, and listening to their sincere admiration.

The three kings present raised their glasses together and drank it all.

"Oh huh! What a great wine!"

After drinking the wine, Iskandar opened his eyes wide and cheered loudly.

As a result, Saber's curiosity overwhelmed her vigilance. Besides, this banquet was a banquet for kings. Caster's master and Lancer had already drunk Gilgamesh's wine heartily. As the king of Great Britain, she naturally could not embarrass herself.

Just a small cup was enough to make the world-famous King Arthur look lovely.

The moment the wine entered her throat, her entire head seemed to swell twice as large, and a strong sense of happiness hit Saber hard. This was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted, the best wine in the world, with a strong and invasive taste, but also as fresh as the first breeze in the morning, mellow and refreshing!
The smell was so strong that it even dulled the sense of touch and vision, leaving Saber with a dazed expression.

In this situation, Jianchen Jiantong thought of a poem.

He read aloud:
"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,"

"The people who are looking at the scenery are looking at you from upstairs."

"The bright moon adorns your window,"

"You decorate other people's dreams."

Jianchen Matou didn't quite understand the meaning of the poem, he just knew how to recite it, so he read it out loud.

At this moment, his recognition of Gilgamesh reached its peak.

Although he has a perverse personality and bad behavior, Gilgamesh's aesthetic taste is indeed acceptable.

It is precisely because of this almost identical aesthetic that Gilgamesh has an extraordinary tolerance for Kenshin Matou.

"This is amazing! This wine cannot be brewed by mortals. Is it something from the mythical era?"

Iskandar was still enjoying the taste of the wine.

Hearing his praise, Gilgamesh sneered and did not answer him. His scarlet eyes were fixed on the child who had just finished reciting the poem and was drinking his wine.

"Sure enough, you bastard are different from all the bastards."

The Hero King said this coldly, his strange thoughts were not something that others could guess.

As if knowing that Jianchen Matou would not answer him,
Gilgamesh didn't wait for his answer, and looked at Iskandar beside him: "Of course, whether it's fine wine or sword, my treasure house is the best."

Gilgamesh swallowed the wine slowly, feeling quite pleased.

"In this way, it can be determined who is higher and who is lower as a king."

Gilgamesh was saying what he thought was natural.

Saber, however, had a strange expression on her face, looking at the child who had been staring at her, as if comparing her to the perfect appetizer...?
She doesn't understand.

She is a woman and a human being, but above all else, she is also a king.

King Arthur does not understand human nature.

So even if she was being stared at, Saber did not feel shy, the only emotion in her heart was confusion.

What Altria didn't understand was that just by sitting there, even if she didn't do anything, she, a perfect treasure, would naturally become a magnet for all kinds of people.

Among the people present, besides Matou Kenshin who expressed his feelings, Gilgamesh, that middle school boy, also took a fancy to her and wanted to take her for himself.

"Well. Your wine is truly worthy of the Holy Grail. Unfortunately, the Holy Grail and the wine cup are different. You must first tell us what aspirations you place on the Holy Grail."

Master Caster and Gilgamesh covet Saber.

Iskandar knew it.

Everyone has different ideas about these, and he has no intention of supporting or opposing them.

This banquet was very much to his liking.
So he wanted to take this opportunity to talk about the king's ideals.

The kings present, no matter if it was Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty of the ancient Eastern country, the oldest hero king, or the world-famous knight king, each of them was not inferior in title to Iskandar, the King of Conquerors.

It is precisely because of this that Iskandar is happy, excited, and wants to talk about the kingly way!
"You have no right to order me around, bastard."

Gilgamesh was used to badmouthing Iskandar, and after cursing as usual, he finally responded to Iskandar's question:

"Moreover, judging from the premise of 'fighting for the Holy Grail', you are already wrong. It was originally mine. The origins of all treasures in the world can be traced back to my treasure house."

"Hahahahaha~" Iskandar, who already knew Gilgamesh's identity, laughed heartily.

He had no doubt about the truth in Gilgamesh's words.

"Is this the spirit of the King of Heroes? In other words, you have possessed the Holy Grail and know what it is, right?"

Because he had believed in something that never existed, and because he had sacrificed so much for something that never existed, Iskandar was very concerned about this issue.

Rather than the matter of 'obtaining the Holy Grail', he was more concerned with whether the Holy Grail existed and what it was if it did.

Unfortunately, Gilgamesh could not answer his question.

He filled a glass for himself, swallowed it, glanced at Iskandar, and said:

"I don't know. Don't judge me by the standards of a bastard. The total amount of my treasure has long exceeded my knowledge. But since it is a treasure, it must be my treasure. You actually wanted to steal it from my treasure house. You are a very bold thief."

Saber, who had been diving, could no longer sit still.

"Even though you once possessed the Holy Grail, you don't know its power?"

Not only Iskandar, Saber also has doubts about whether the Holy Grail can fulfill her long-cherished wish.

Of course.

The Holy Grail that can make the Heroic Spirit respond to the call must provide a "reward" that is something that even the might of the Heroic Spirit cannot do, that is, a "miracle"!
"I know."

While the king was chatting, Jianchen Matou, who was drinking heavily with Uncle Liu, swallowed the wine in his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth, and attracted the attention of the whole audience as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I know what the Holy Grail does, Saber."

Jian Tong Jianchen repeated it again before saying:
"But unfortunately, although I know the situation of the Holy Grail and whether it can fulfill your wish, I can't tell you the truth now. It's not time to reveal the mystery yet."

"But what I can say is that although there are some problems with the Holy Grail, there will be no problem in fulfilling Iskandar's wish."

As soon as Jianchen Jianchen said this, two-fifths of the people present could no longer sit still.

"What do you mean, Master of Caster!"

Saber raised her eyebrows. After hearing what Kenshin Matou said, she had a bad feeling, which made her question it almost immediately.

Iskandar stroked his chin with a puzzled expression:

"My wish? Even that kid doesn't know that yet." Glancing at Waver in the corner, Iskandar asked, "Master Caster, how did you know that?"

Iskandar had no doubt about the truthfulness of Kenshin Matou's words; this was Iskandar's broad-mindedness.

Jian Tong Jianchen did not disappoint his trust. He said:
"If it's just about obtaining a physical body, the Holy Grail should still be able to do it."

"what?"

Waver, the future senior of Kenshin Matou and now the Master of Iskandar, who had been staying in the corner, could no longer sit still.

"How is this possible? Isn't his wish to conquer the world?"

As if to refute Kenshin Matou's answer, or as if to resist the fact that there was someone who knew him better than his Master, Waver ran to Iskandar, grabbed his clothes and was about to question him, but was slapped and flew far away.

"Is that so? Although there is insufficient evidence and it sounds a bit far-fetched, your confidence is as if you have already won the Holy Grail War. Have you seen the 'future', Master of Caster?"

No rebuttal means affirmation.

However, compared to Iskandar's wishes, the words he said could attract more attention from those present.

Even Jianchen Matou could not have imagined that the burly man in front of him, who seemed to have only strength, could see him so clearly.

"Hahahaha, I underestimated you and the Heroic Spirit after all."

"I did see the future. Your future, Gilgamesh's future, Saber's future, and the future of everyone involved in this Holy Grail War."

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Jianchen Matou admitted it frankly.

(End of this chapter)