"Toki, what are you doing? You pin your hopes on your offspring for something you yourself have not been able to accomplish. Is this the fine quality that your Tohsaka family has passed down through the generations? Or does the elegance of your Tohsaka family only exist when you are in an advantageous position, and reveal your true colors when you are in a disadvantageous position?"

Noticing that the atmosphere was not right, Jianchen Matou said coldly.

He didn't care about Tohsaka Tokiomi's current mentality. Although the contact over the past ten years had changed his opinion of Tohsaka Tokiomi, it was not to the point of being close friends.

There is a reason why Matou Kariya doesn't like Tōsaka Tokiomi.

This man is very "graceful" and meets all the expectations of the lower class people for upper-class successful people, but he is not without shortcomings.

If everything goes smoothly, then Tōsaka Tokiomi can be considered a qualified partner.

But once something goes wrong, or...

This involves the long-cherished wish of the Tohsaka family.

Then Toosaka Tokiomi will become another person. For example, at this moment, Toosaka Tokiomi, who has always been elegant and loves his wife and daughter, did not notice that his wife and daughter were badly affected because of his bad emotions.

Under the pressure of "The Tousaka Family's Long-cherished Wish", he neglected what he valued most.

Tousaka Tokiomi is very qualified to be the head of the Tousaka family.

But as a husband to his wife and a father that his daughter admires, Tōsaka Tokiomi still has a long way to go.

Hearing the ridicule from Jianchen Matou.

Only then did Tōsaka Tokiomi realize what he had done.

He looked at his daughter and wife who were depressed because of him, and he couldn't stop feeling guilty. He thought that Lin was already sad because of the loss on the field, and as a father, he not only did not comfort her at the right time, but instead showed such an expression in front of his daughter.

I really am not qualified.

He looked at his wife Toosaka Aoi, who was holding their daughter's hand and looking at him with a worried look on her face. He felt even more depressed, because he now clearly realized that all this was caused by himself.

"..."

"Rin..." Toosaka Tokiomi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his eloquence, which was always successful in business negotiations, was as powerless as a newborn baby who had not yet learned to speak when facing his daughter.

He didn't know what to say and stood there awkwardly, at a loss.

His good daughter, his only daughter, the future head of the Tohsaka family, Tohsaka Rin, lowered her head and spoke before him: "Father... It's all my fault. I betrayed your trust in me. I shouldn't have let my guard down before winning. I won't make this mistake again next time. I will definitely win the Holy Grail for the Tohsaka family!"

Miss Rin shows her determination in front of the father she longs for.

She didn't dare look up, for fear of seeing her father's disappointed eyes.

She was ashamed because in her opinion, any words said by the loser seemed like an excuse for his own incompetence.

The father and daughter of the Toosaka family both made mistakes in this competition, but neither of them is someone who can't afford to lose. After getting their daughter's assurance, they realized their mistakes.

Tōsaka Tokiomi patted his daughter's shoulder and asked her to raise her head. As the head of the family with a very high status in Fuyuki City, he sincerely apologized to his daughter:
"I'm sorry, Rin."

"I was too concerned about the temporary defeat. This defeat has passed. Apart from learning from the defeat and preparing for the next victory, we have no reason to continue dwelling on that failed game."

"I believe in you. You will definitely win the Holy Grail for the Tousaka family and achieve the final victory in the Holy Grail War!"

It was cause for celebration that the father and daughter had reconciled their past grudges. Mrs. Toosaka Aoi also smiled again, and Matou Kenshin, who had previously taunted Toosaka Tokiomi with his face, no longer had the intention of continuing the attack.

Everyone has good emotional intelligence. Even Gilgamesh, that stinky-faced guy, has become much more honest after being defeated head-on by Kenshin Matou.

After all, Gilgamesh is not a bad person. On the contrary, he knows everything. The tone of a king and the implementation of the laws he enforces are what Gilgamesh wants to do.

But there is a prerequisite, that is, no one can make him abide by the rules, so he will abide by the rules he sets for himself.

To put it simply, before getting beaten up.

Gilgamesh is lawless.

After being beaten up, Gilgamesh saw the rules he had to follow, the rules that Matou Kenshin stood for.

Since Gilgamesh, the most unruly person, was behaving himself, the others naturally didn't say much. After seeing that the father and daughter of the Toosaka family had solved the problem, they continued to drink tea and chat.

Knowing that his behavior was somewhat embarrassing, Tōsaka Tokiomi stood up sensibly and poured a cup of tea for the guests who had been silent for a while because of the conversation between him and his daughter.

"call…"

Blowing on the tea leaves that were floating in the air due to the hot water used by his future father-in-law, Tōsaka Tokiomi, Kenshin Matou sniffed the rich aroma of black tea while looking around at everyone present.

"How was this game? Were you happy? Was it exciting? Are you looking forward to the next game?"

As soon as Jianchen Matou finished speaking, Iskandar, who had wolfed down a cup of hot tea, spoke next.

"Hahahaha~"

"This competition was very exciting. I am very satisfied. I never expected that I would be defeated by an ordinary tool, which should be called a 'car'. I never thought that I would lose to a thing without any emotions even though I was riding a Buxifalas."

According to Iskandar, the things without emotions are naturally the cars made by modern technology.

Compared to losing the game, he was obviously more concerned about the tool called a car but without intelligence.

Without dwelling on this issue, Iskandar seemed to lose interest in tea after drinking a cup of hot tea. He poured a cup of golden wine that Gilgamesh had taken out at the signal of Matou Kenshin. After tasting the flavor of the wine in the King's Treasure, he looked at the champion of the competition.

Medusa, dressed in a black shirt and black pants, reveals her proud figure. Obviously, the exposed parts of her clothes can pass the review, but she gives people the feeling that she cannot pass the review.

"This servant is a rider, right?"

Iskandar still cares a lot about the Rider job. After all, in the last Holy Grail War, he was born into the world with this job and fought alongside Weber.

"Yes."

Knowing that Medusa didn't like to communicate with others, Kenshin Matou spoke very gentlemanly without any desire for her body.

"That's right."

Iskandar seemed to have accepted something. He poured another glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

Jianchen Matou curled his lips, very dissatisfied with Iskandar's behavior. Drinking by himself was a bit too selfish. In order to retaliate against the other party's behavior, he also drank a glass of wine.

"Why," he began, "How do you feel about losing to my Mrs. Irisviel, Iskandar? You know, although Mrs. Irisviel is the Master of this Holy Grail War and has summoned Servants, and although there were some mistakes in the process, her identity is certain. But in this competition, she did not use any of the power of a magician or a Servant, and relied entirely on her identity as an ordinary person to win the contest with you."

Kenshin Matou seemed to have also enjoyed the glory that Mrs. Irisviel had obtained. He looked at the people present and couldn't help but feel a little cocky.

Iskandar smiled but didn't care much.

After all, what Kenshin Matou said was true. In the car race during the day, he was indeed inferior to his opponent and lost to Mrs. Irisviel, who did not use any magician or servant power at all.

However, Iskandar was able to accept it calmly, but his master and subject, Weber Velvet, could not accept it.

Waver also imitated his king and filled the cup in front of him with wine from King Gilgamesh's treasure. After drinking it all viciously, he defended his king:

“That’s not right! This match was proposed by Mrs. Irisviel, and she is familiar with the venue. Although it is a great feat to defeat a Servant with human strength, but! But, but…”

Waver's voice became lower and lower. He knew that what he said was too ungraceful. After all, his partner was the King of Conquerors in history, and his opponent was just an ordinary human woman.

But if he didn't do something, he would feel bad. In addition, he was drunk with the fine wine in the treasure of King Gilgamesh, so Waver still forced himself to finish what he wanted to say.

"But Iskandar is not as bad as you say... Gilgamesh is very powerful, but he was eliminated first. Hercules is not weak either, he has the title of Hercules and has completed the twelve trials, but he was eliminated before Iskandar. Iskandar lost to Mrs. Irisviel, and I admit that we are not as skilled as him, but there is no reason for him to be belittled like this. If you want to belittle him... No, isn't there Gilgamesh?"

Although they had drunk alcohol, everyone present was a virtuous person. No one would make a fuss about Weber's drinking, and they all listened to him seriously.

Only after he finished speaking did Jianchen Jiantou give his reply.

However, he did not reply to Waver, but said to Iskandar: "That's great, King of Conquerors. You have a good subject."

"Yes, I think so too."

Iskandar lifted up Waver's lowered head and filled his glass with wine.

He said to his ministers:
"Remember the feeling of this failure. Even if it is painful, remember it clearly. It is precisely because failure is so unbearable that some people will pursue victory at all costs."

"If you don't want to feel this again, then stand up straight, raise your head, look at your friends here, look at your opponents in the next game, and tell them with your eyes that no matter how difficult the next game will be, no matter what disadvantages we have in the next game. Tell them! We will go all out, and we will be their biggest opponent on the road to victory!"

"Yes!"

Weber was carrying out his king's orders. He looked at everyone present, his back straight and his head not lowered. He looked at everyone at eye level.

He said: "No matter how difficult the next game will be, no matter what disadvantages we will have in the next game, we will go all out and we will definitely be your biggest opponent on the road to victory!"

"Good! Very spirited!" Jianchen Matou applauded Waver's determination.

After listening to Waver and Iskandar's speeches, Kenshin Matou looked at his sister. He had already noticed that when he praised Mrs. Irisviel, his cute sister pouted in dissatisfaction.

Mrs. Irisviel performed well, bringing the day's competition to a climax and completely sublimating the content of the competition.

But the real winner was not her. Mrs. Irisviel was only the runner-up and Iskandar was only the third place.

The real champions were the Sakura and Medusa duo who remained in the last position until the very last moment of the game.

This was a team that no one was optimistic about, a team that was laughed at by the audience in the middle of the competition, and that only managed to get third place because of the unexpected retirement of other contestants.

At the last moment of the race, when Mrs. Irisviel used her excellent driving skills to pass Iskandar through the drainage ditch, she really came into the audience's sight.

Because Iskandar and Irisviel attracted all the attention of the audience, no one noticed how they caught up and how they accelerated around the consecutive turns.

The only impression they left on the audience was like a meteor flashing across the sky. When the audience noticed them, it was when they won the championship.

Before the game was over, they were so low-key that no one noticed them. When they were noticed, it was when they won.

Matou Kenshin looked at the biggest winner of the day, his beloved sister, and congratulated her sincerely, "Congratulations, Sakura. You and your servant are both great."

Sakura, who was originally angry because her brother kept praising Mrs. Irisviel, the runner-up, and ignored her, the champion, felt a little embarrassed after hearing what her brother said.

But she wasn't embarrassed because she was jealous.

The reason why she felt embarrassed was because of the servants mentioned by her brother.

After winning, Sakura was not as happy as everyone imagined. Although she was very happy, she had another emotion when she was happy, which suppressed her happiness for a time.

It was an extremely strong shame, shame for his servant Medusa.

Sakura now has no idea how to face her servant. Whenever she sees Medusa's expressionless face, she thinks of the threat she made before.

She felt that she was totally unqualified as a Master, and that she did not even have the basic trust in her Servant. Moreover, she was very mean and even asked Medusa to kneel on the ground and do that to her brother.

When Sakura thought of the threats she had made, she wished she could faint.

Now, her guilt towards Medusa has reached an alarming level, and she wishes she could do exactly what she threatened Medusa with before, right in front of her.

"No, no."

Sakura lowered her head, making it impossible for Kenshin Matou to guess what she was thinking.

She whispered awkwardly:

"This is all Medusa's fault. It has nothing to do with me."

As Sakura said this, Medusa, who was eating silently beside her, did not show any modesty. She did not seem to have any worldly wisdom at all, but that did not make anyone dislike her. People would just feel that she was just like that.

Jianchen Matou realized something and did not continue asking.

He said, "Since the champion and runner-up of this competition have given their speeches, does our runner-up, Mrs. Irisviel, have anything to say?"

Everyone looked at Mrs. Irisviel. After all, compared to Sakura who won the championship, Mrs. Irisviel, who defeated the god with her mortal body, was the most beautiful girl in the arena.

"Um……"

Mrs. Irisviel tapped her cheek with her finger and thought for a while before she spoke: "I don't have any victory speech or anything like that. The only thing I want to say is, thank you for participating in this competition. I am really happy with this competition!"

"Is that so?" Iskandar nodded. "I thoroughly enjoyed the competition. I didn't intend to compete for the championship. Instead, I played to my best."

"It's really amazing!"

Facing the opponent who defeated him, Iskandar not only did not feel humiliated, but instead praised the opponent's competitive spirit.

Illya, who had been eating silently and had not spoken a word, nodded. She secretly made a decision in her heart that when she was free, she must go racing with her mother. After all, this was something Mrs. Irisviel really liked.

Mrs. Irisviel finished her speech.

Jianchen Matou has no intention of letting other players go. After all, it is said to be a post-match review, but in fact it is a post-match corpse whipping activity. It is really interesting and perfect for drinking and eating.

"So……"

Matou Kenshin spoke again, "Champion Sakura, runner-up Mrs. Irisviel, and third place Iskandar have all finished their speeches. Now, we would like to invite our fourth contestant, Angel Illya, who had a chance to compete for the championship but lost the chance due to some unexpected events, to give her own speech."

"Clap clap clap!"

After Kenshin Matou finished speaking, Mrs. Irisviel, who loved to watch the fun, was the first to applaud, and others who found it interesting also applauded.

Illya smiled helplessly, looked at Hercules who was silent beside her, but she could feel his guilt, and comforted him:

"Fourth place is a pretty good result. Although Hercules is very powerful, it's a bit too much to ask him to become a tank. This failure is entirely due to my lack of consideration. You guys better be careful. Next time I won't restrict Hercules. Hercules is very powerful when he exerts his full strength!"

Illya clenched her fists and pumped herself up, full of confidence.

Hercules, who had been silent all this time, also hummed, as if responding to the Master's expectations.

Kenshin Matou felt envious. After all, who could refuse an angel master? Hercules was really lucky.

He should be given a Kenneth as his master, so that he can experience what Diarmuid felt back then. Kenshin Matou, who missed his old friend, thought with some ill intentions in his heart.

"Well, now that Illya has finished her speech, it's my turn to speak as the second-to-last person."

In such a humiliating moment, Kenshin Matou would naturally not hide in his shell and let Miss Altria come out to speak. That is not a manly thing to do.

Besides, Miss Altria is currently struggling with the delicious food on the table, so she doesn't have the time to express her gratitude.

"Hmm..." Matou Kenshin, who was in turn to whip his own corpse, thought for a while and said, "I don't have any ideas. After all, being the second to last is nothing. At least there is still the last to last."

"But this accident will not happen again next time. You should all be prepared, because..."

He looked at the witch lady Medea, who had neither eaten, nor drank tea, nor drank alcohol, and said, "My next partner may not be Leah, but a servant who is more eager for victory! She is very strong."

He spoke nice things to Miss Medea in a bland manner. Although she did not say anything, the fact that she started eating clearly showed that she was in a good mood.

Finally, the part of whipping the corpse came to our Miss Lin.

She didn't have the elegance of the Tohsaka family at this moment. She was eating while saying, "This failure is completely due to my failure as a Master. I won't make the same mistake again. Please wait and see for the next game."

Miss Rin feels that the reason for her failure is that she allowed Gilgamesh to choose the race car, and has made up her mind to take the lead in the next race.

She thought that as long as that was the case, she would never lose again, or at least she would not get the shameful result of last place.

With that, everyone finished giving their post-match speeches.

After finishing their meal, they drank the tea prepared by Sera and Lijielit together, but did not leave the restaurant because there was still a very important matter that had not been discussed.

That means this competition is over, and who will start the next competition and what will be the competition.

"Who... has any ideas?"

Jianchen Matou, who has not yet decided what kind of competition to design, looks at his competitors present, curious about what kind of interesting competitions they will design.

Everyone looked at each other and no one spoke for a while.

"Sakura?"

Jianchen Matou looked at his sister, who had already won a championship and was currently the player with the greatest advantage among those present.

Sakura shook her head, indicating that she hadn't made up her mind yet.

Jianchen Matou looked at the runner-up of this competition again, and then he realized that today's competition was designed by Mrs. Irisviel.

He looked at the third place winner of today's competition in order.

After discovering that it was Iskandar, he was about to say that the other party only learned about the revised rules of the Holy Grail War yesterday and should give the other party more time to design the game.

But I didn't expect Iskandar to speak first.

"I have already designed the content of the game."

He had a smile on his face, as if he was thinking of a very interesting game.

Everyone looked at him, wanting to know what kind of competition Iskandar would design in such a short time.

If it is a competition about "conquest" or "war", then they have to prepare well. After all, the title of Iskandar the King of Conqueror is still very famous.

Unexpectedly, Iskandar shook his head and did not intend to reveal any information about the competition he designed.

He spoke slowly:
"I will book your tickets tonight. The competition is very simple and the rules can be explained in just one sentence. So please allow me to introduce the rules to you when I arrive at the competition venue tomorrow."

Iskandar's words made everyone present even more curious.

Air tickets?

Are you leaving Fuyuki City?

The rules of the game can be introduced in one sentence. Is it a very simple game?
What will it be about?

These questions emerged in the minds of all the contestants except Iskandar.

However, no one asked any questions because they all believed in Iskandar's character and were sure that he would not rely on clever tricks to gain an advantage for himself.

"Then we will look forward to the competition you designed. I hope it will be an interesting competition."

Jian Tong Jianchen stood up, and everyone else stood up as well.

It's getting late, time to go to bed.

"of course."

Iskandar also stood up:
“It’s going to be a very interesting game.”

"Really? Then we'll look forward to it. But the plane tickets are still... Look at my memory. You should refund the tickets. My family actually has a private plane, so we don't have to catch a plane. Let's wake up tomorrow morning, have dinner, and then go to the venue where you plan to compete."

"Don't worry, I understand. For the sake of mystery, just tell the pilot your location directly. I won't ask in advance."

After saying that, Kenshin Matou yawned and left the room with Sakura, the champion of today's competition.

Everyone left the field, looking forward to Iskandar's match. (End of this chapter)