Fuyuki City, night.

Kenshin Matou went out with Miss Medea at noon.

Not sure if it was because they hadn't been out for a long time, or because of Miss Medea, the two of them were strolling around the streets of Fuyuki City.

Night soon came.

With Kenshin Matou's personality, he would definitely want Miss Medea to be by his side, holding his hand, showing off openly and enjoying the envious looks of others.

But Miss Medea didn't think so.

On the way back to Matou's house, it was already night. The security was very good because the last murder case was ten years ago.

There are many people out having fun in Fuyuki City at night.

Two or three high school girls walked together on the busy and warm streets, wearing casual clothes that better showed their individuality than school uniforms.

After get off work, workers call their wives and daughters to go out to a restaurant for dinner, and then take a walk together in the pleasant evening breeze.

As the actual ruler of this city, and the mayor in secret.

As Jianchen Matou walked on his way home, he felt like an ancient emperor on a secret visit.

He was very famous, and everyone in Fuyuki City knew him.

Even without mentioning his identity as the richest man in Japan, he is the head of the largest family in Fuyuki City.

Just based on his fairy-like appearance, Kenshin Matou cannot be ordinary.

But, beyond the identity of a secular successful person.

He has another identity.

He is a magician.

The beautiful woman who accompanied him shopping and playing together and whose arm was currently resting on his arm was no ordinary woman, but a magician from the Age of Gods.

Jianchen Jiantou likes to be flamboyant, but only slightly flamboyant.

To a certain extent, others will watch and envy you, but they will not come to disturb you.

But this is a very difficult thing to do.

With the power of magic, it is not difficult to make people ignore you, and it is not difficult to make people pay attention to you. But you can neither ignore nor pay attention to you, just be slightly envious, and will not come to disturb you.

It's hard.

Kenshin Matou can't do it yet.

He had plenty of magic power, which he would never use up, because he had slept with the Scarlet Sky Sword in his arms for ten years, making full use of its ability to "nourish the power of the master", and his physical fitness was also very good.

I can run the 100-meter dash in less than nine seconds.

嗏

His pretentious ideas lack any serious techniques.

After all, no magician would be that boring.

Miss Medea is even simpler.

She didn't want to be watched, nor did she want to be locked up.

Although she couldn't ignore the comments of strangers and often felt depressed because people called her a witch, she cared more about the opinions of the people she cared about.

It's just that there's no one she cares about yet.

The two people walked among the crowd, but seemed to be completely separated. They were clearly in the same space, but like people from two different worlds, parallel but not intersecting.

When I returned to the Matou family's house, I could smell the fragrance of rice when I stood at the door.

Obviously, family members who have been together for a long time do not have the obsession to wait for the head of the family to come home before starting to eat.

"Let's go, Medea. We have guests at home today, even though they arrived this morning."

He did not feel guilty for not letting Medea meet Iskandar because he wanted to go shopping.

I thought of Iskandar and Gilgamesh.

Jianchen Matou's mouth began to salivate.

Don't get me wrong, he doesn't want to eat Gilgamesh. Although Gilgamesh is a tonic, all the nutrients in his body added together are not enough for Jianchen Matou to take seriously.

That little bit of magic power is not even as much as the magic contained in the spit of Jianchen Matou.

What Jianchen Matou really coveted was Iskandar's pride and the fine wine in King Gilgamesh's treasure.

restaurant.

As soon as they entered, Kenshin Matou and Medea attracted everyone's attention.

Medea, the witch, is familiar to some of the people present and unfamiliar to others.

Those who are familiar with her are naturally those who have met Medea several times.

Those who were unfamiliar were Miss Rin, who had never seen Medea, Mrs. Tousaka Aoi, Waver, Iskandar, and Gilgamesh, who had changed out of his golden armor and put on casual clothes, exuding a noble aura.

However, even though I have met Miss Medea a few times.

Sakura, Illya, Miss Altria, Medusa, Mrs. Irisviel, and the not-so-important Matou Kariya, all felt the same way as Miss Rin.

In the past, Miss Medea had the demeanor of a witch of her time.

She was wearing a plain cloak, which not only concealed her graceful figure, but also hid her elf-like features, revealing only her cold voice.

"Where's Hercules?"

Looking at the people present, there was no Hercules who had enjoyed forty-nine princesses in one night.

Jianchen Matou was a little curious.

"he…"

"Hercules, he..."

Illya lowered her head, and from her voice, Kenshin Matou realized that the problem was not simple.

She turned her gaze to the person who knew Illya best among all those present.

Mrs. Irisviel, who has a girlish heart, is very different from Mrs. Toosaka Aoi in her role as a mother.

Mrs. Toosaka Aoi is more like what people think she is. She fulfills her responsibilities as a mother, cares for her children, and criticizes them when they make mistakes, but there is always a gap between her and her children.

This gap is.

If Miss Rin accidentally saw something with color, she would not share it with Mrs. Toosaka Aoi.

Of course, if Illya accidentally saw something with color, she would not share it with Mrs. Irisviel.

But the difference between the two is here.

When Miss Rin didn't share anything with Mrs. Toosaka Aoi and planned to let nothing happen, even if Mrs. Toosaka Aoi noticed something, she wouldn't ask questions, but instead lamented that her daughter had grown up and had her own privacy.

Mrs. Irisviel's approach was to tease her with a teasing look on her face, to make fun of her with her words, and finally to hint at her indirectly, trying to find out the secret hidden by the little angel Illya when she was not prepared.

However, after the discovery, there will be no teaching or blame.

Instead, express your own views, respect Illya's opinions, and provide correct guidance if Illya does not object.

Mrs. Toosaka Aoi and Mrs. Irisviel, it's hard to tell which one is better in terms of the way they educate their daughters.

It’s just that Mrs. Irisviel’s method will bring her closer to her daughter.

After all, Illya was her only reason to live.

"Hercules must have sensed something and didn't want to trouble us, so..."

Mrs. Irisviel didn’t finish her words, but her meaning was conveyed.

"So you're staying in your room and not coming out?"

Jianchen Jianchen frowned. He had never expected that Hercules, the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who had once spent a night with forty-nine princesses, and who had lost his mind because of the berserker's intervention in this Holy Grail War, would be so...

It’s about the feelings of the people around you.

"Could it be that the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is really a lolita lover? A daughter slave?"

Kenshin Matou who doesn't think Hercules is a good guy.

We can only speculate that the other party was conquered by the little angel Illya.

This is very likely to happen. After all, no one can resist the charm of little angel Illya.

Without spending any money, hiring any public relations staff, or using any internet trolls, Angel Illya has always been at the top of the Japanese idol rankings.

And it is a cliff-like lead.

"Lijelite, go call Hercules over. Leaving guests in their rooms while you drink and have fun with your friends is not the way the Matou family treats guests."

"I understand, Patriarch."

Bowing slightly to Jianchen Matou, Lijielit went to carry out his orders.

Kenshin Matou sat down in his seat and hugged Sakura beside him.

"It's been a while, Iskandar. How was your conversation with Waver at noon? From what I've heard, his time in the Clock Tower wasn't exactly smooth."

“Ah.” Iskandar scratched his head.

"I didn't expect that I would come to this Holy Grail War. Although I really want to say that I will not lose this time and must complete my revenge on you, it is too shameless for a loser to say such words."

"Hahahahaha."

Iskandar even laughed when he said this.

"Ok?"

After hearing what Iskandar said, Jianchen Matou raised his eyebrows.

He looked at Weber:
"You didn't tell Iskandar?"

"?" Weber looked at the person who asked him the question in confusion, with a bewildered look on his face, "Tell... Tell what?"

"Uh..." Jian Tongjian was speechless.

He recalled that he seemed to have never explained to Waver that this Holy Grail War would be different from previous ones.

He looked at the other people sitting there.

Gilgamesh still had a sour face and raised his head proudly. The worst thing was that he had not even taken the wine out of the king's treasure!
Miss Altria sat upright, only occasionally glancing at the delicious food on the table.

Ok.

The only two servants who are familiar with Iskandar.

A proud man, he would not tell anything unless Iskandar asked.

One who is focused on food and has no intention of explaining anything.

After figuring this out, Jianchen Matou felt a little embarrassed. He asked Waver to come to Fuyuki and arranged for Waver to summon Iskandar, really just to have some fun together.

Instead of trying to kill Iskandar again, let Weber experience the pain of separation from his beloved again.

It is hard to imagine that when Kenshin Matou and Miss Medea were shopping, they were in a good mood.

How did Iskandar, who knew he would die again, and Waver, who knew he would have to witness the death of his Servant once again, spend this morning?

Jianchen Jianchen touched his nose guiltily.

With some embarrassment, he explained to Weber and Iskandar his reasons for inviting Weber to Fuyuki, asking Weber to summon Iskandar, and his idea of ​​holding this Holy Grail War, as well as the changes to the competition method of the Holy Grail War.

"Hahahaha~"

After listening to Kenshin Matou's explanation, Iskandar laughed for a long time.

She patted the back of Weber, who was sitting next to her.

"Is that so? Hahahaha... at noon, this kid had a very ugly expression."

"rider..."

Waver blushed a little, but fortunately he had already gotten used to Iskandar's behavior.

He recovered quickly.

"Another form of Holy Grail War?"

Iskandar raised his glass, gestured to Kenshin Matou and Gilgamesh, and was about to drink it, but was stopped by Kenshin Matou.

"Hey, let me tell you."

He looked at Gilgamesh, who had been silent.

"You don't have to be so stingy. I've prepared the venue, food, and accommodation for drunk people. It's fine if you don't bring gifts when you come as a guest, but why haven't you served wine yet?"

After accusing Gilgamesh, Matou Kenshin explained for Iskandar:

"Although Iskandar did the same thing as you, he was summoned again today and had no time to prepare. The fine wine he gave me before the final battle with Iskandar during the last Holy Grail War is still kept in my wine cellar."

Swordsman Matou didn't give Gilgamesh much face.

Gilgamesh doesn't need his face either.

Gilgamesh, who had been silent with his arms crossed, was very polite this time. After Matou Kenshin finished speaking, he gave him a look with his scarlet eyes.

Then he turned into a spirit and disappeared from everyone's sight.

His meaning was easy to understand, at least Jianchen Jianchen thought he understood it.

He smiled and looked at Sera, the only maid left in the room, with ease.

Arrangement Road:
"Please bring me a cup of tea, Sera."

Feeling a little uneasy, Sera did not show off the etiquette she had learned this time. She just silently raised the teapot on the dining table and poured a cup of tea for her master.

Jianchen Matou raised his teacup and looked around at everyone present.

"The tea is still warm. I will come and have dinner with you all after I kill Hua Xiong."

"Excuse me, everyone, please wait for a moment."

He smiled at everyone, put down the teacup, touched Sakura's head with the hand that was not held by her, and said in a steady voice: "Trust me."

"The last time I defeated Gilgamesh, I relied on the power of Uncle Liu, Artoria, and Diarmuid. Although I don't care about these, Gilgamesh might care."

"This time, I must convince him and make him honestly participate in the Holy Grail War that I proposed to change."

After expressing my determination, I comforted my sister.

Matou Kenshin looked at Miss Rin who had a sad face:

“Don’t worry, and definitely don’t blame yourself.”

"Summoning Gilgamesh can be considered a bad move, but that is for Tousaka Tokitoki, because he has added uncertain risks to you."

"Summoning Gilgamesh can be said to be a brilliant move. This is for you, because you gave me this opportunity, an honorable and aboveboard opportunity to let Gilgamesh know that there is someone better than me, and there is someone better than the sky."

"Don't worry, Rin, we will win!"

Shaking his head, Kenshin Matou signaled Miss Rin not to speak.

He concluded:
"It's getting late. If I keep wasting time, let alone defeating Gilgamesh, this cup of warm tea will get cold before I even leave the house. How can I save my reputation then?"

"Just wait for my good news."

After saying that, Jianchen Jiantong left.

He is going to find Gilgamesh and perform a "killing Hua Xiong with warm wine" scene. (End of this chapter)