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As if responding to Rider's unidentified words. A dazzling golden light flashed in front of everyone.

The voice and the light immediately made Saber and Alice Phil's bodies stiffen.

"Archer, why are you here..."

Saber asked sharply, but it was Rider who calmed down to answer her.

"Ah, when I saw him on the street, I asked him to drink together-but it was still late, Jin Guang. But unlike me, he walked, and I can't blame him."

The armor-clad Archer gazed proudly at Rider with his ruby ​​eyes.

"It's a shame that you chose such a broken place for a feast. You should taste it. Why did you blame me for coming here?"

"Don't say that, come, have a drink first."

Rider smiled boldly and handed the spoon full of wine to Archer.

He thought he would be irritated by Rider's attitude, but he didn't expect that he simply took the spoon and drank the wine inside.

Alice Phil remembered the "challenge" Saber said before.

Archer, since the unidentified body of the golden heroes claimed to be the "king", he could not refuse the wine passed by Rider.

"--What kind of bad wine is this, actually use this kind of wine to fight between heroes?"

Archer said in disgust.

"Really? I bought it from the market here. Good wine."

"You think so because you don't know wine at all, you bastard."

A vortex of virtual space appeared beside the scoffing Archer. This is a precursor to the strange phenomenon that can evoke the treasure. Weber and Alice Phil only feel a chill in their bodies.

——But what appeared next to Archer tonight was not a weapon, but a series of wine tools inlaid with dazzling gems. The heavy gold bottle was filled with colorless and clear liquid.

"Look, this is the'Wine of King'."

"Oh, I'm so touched."

Rider didn't mind Archer's tone and happily poured the new wine into four glasses.

Saber still has a strong alert for the unknown Archer. She looked at the wine in the golden bottle hesitantly, but she still took over the wine glass.

"Oh, delicious!!"

Rider took a sip and immediately rounded his eyes in praise. This time even Saber was awakened to curiosity. Originally, this was not a match to see who was more decent, but a contest with wine.

When wine flows into the throat, Saber only feels a strong sense of expansion in his brain. This is indeed a good wine she has never tasted, strong and clean, mellow and refreshing, a strong fragrance filling the nasal cavity, the whole person has a sense of erratic.

"Awesome, this is definitely not a wine made by humans, it is God's drink"

Looking at Rider who did not hesitate to praise the words, Archer smiled leisurely. Sometime he sat down, shaking the glass in his hand with satisfaction.

"Sure enough, I can smell the good wine." Ma Yuan shook the glass, looking at the colorless liquid in the gold container, and groaned with meaningless meaning.

"Unfortunately, this is not the best wine yet"

"Well, do you have any better wine, Bawang"

"Don't you think that the blood of the enemy is the most delicious wine for Wang, the hot heat and the delicious pleasure"

"Oh, overlord, you really understand. Sure enough, only the blood of the enemy is the best relief for the conquerors like me."

"But now there is no blood from the enemy, there is still some wine from God, gold pickup, your wine is really good."

"Of course, whether it's wine or sword, only the best things are kept in my treasure trove-this is the king's taste."

"What a joke, Archer."

Saber shouted. The calm began to be broken by the atmosphere of daggers.

"I'm tired of hearing you boast about Tibetan liquor. You are not like a king, but like a clown."

Archer sneered and looked at Saber, which was full of gunpowder.

"Unlikely, guys who don't even understand wine are not worthy of being kings."

"Okay, you two are really boring."

Rider smiled bitterly at Saber who wanted to say something, and then turned his head to follow the previous topic.

"Archer, you really can only match the Cup of Treasure in the best of your wine-but unfortunately, the Holy Grail is not used to hold wine. Now we are considering whether each other is eligible for the Holy Grail Q&A, first you have to tell Why do you want the Holy Grail. Archer, you, as king, try to convince us that you are eligible for the Holy Grail."

"I can't stand you. First of all, we want to'scramble' the Holy Grail. Your question is quite different from this premise."

"Ok?"

Seeing Rider raised an eyebrow in surprise, Archer sighed helplessly.

"It should have been my belongings. All the treasures in the world are from my collection, but because after a long time, it has been lost from my treasure, but its owner is still me."

"Then you mean, did you ever have the Holy Grail? Do you know what it is?"

"Do not."

Archer lightly denied Rider's questioning.

"This is not what you can understand. The total amount of my property even exceeds my own cognitive range, but as long as it is a "treasure", it must belong to me, which is very clear. I actually want to grab my treasure , Still a little self-aware."

This time Saber was speechless.

"Your words are similar to Caster, it seems that the insane Servant is more than him."

"Hey, what do you say."

Unlike Saber, Rider whispered like an echo. Somehow he had picked up the bottle and poured it into the glass without mind.

"Speaking of it, I think I still know your real name. The king who is more proud than I Iskandar should be the only one."

Alice Phil and Weber immediately listened attentively, but Rider changed the subject.

"Then Archer, that is to say, as long as you nod and agree, then we can get the Holy Grail?"

"Of course, but I have no reason to reward you as a rat."

"Aren't you reluctant?"

"Of course not, I only reward my subjects and people."

Archer smiled mockingly at Rider.

"Or Rider, if you are willing to submit to me, then I will give you one or two cups."

"...Ah, this is impossible."

Rider scratched his chin, as if feeling the other party's condition was too high and turned his head.

"But Archer, it doesn't matter if you have the Holy Grail, nor are you fighting for the Holy Grail in order to fulfill your wishes."

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