There is indeed a problem with my summoning spirit system

Chapter 230 228. The King's Cocktail Party·Holy Grail Questions and Answers
"Hahaha, that's right. That's it. The silent contest between the king and the king decides who is the real king and who should get the Holy Grail the most. But since it is in this form, it shouldn't be called the Holy Grail War. Now, it should be called the Holy Grail Questions and Answers... Of course, isn’t it a pleasure to taste good wine and compete in drinking capacity?”

Iskandar turned his head and looked at a seemingly deserted corner of the castle's atrium garden.

"Speaking of which, there is one more self-proclaimed king here."

"Enough joking, bastard."

The golden light condensed, and a golden heroic spirit appeared in the courtyard.

Seeing this golden figure, Saber and Irisviel couldn't help but stiffen.And Emiya Kiritsugu, who was peeping secretly, trying to find an opportunity to shoot Webber behind Iskandar, also frowned.

"Why is Archer here?"

While asking, Saber's left and right hands were already put together, ready to go.

A few hours after Lancer's master was rescued by Lancer last night, her left hand returned to a state where it could move normally.

According to Emiya Kiritsugu's judgment, Lancer has already been dealt with by the chasing Berserker. After Lancer retired from the Holy Grail War, the curse of "the dying yellow rose" on Saber's left hand was naturally lifted, and the left hand naturally recovered.

If the situation is not right, she will swing the sword immediately.This is the confidence that Excalibur, whose sword-type Noble Phantasm is at the apex, gave her.

Regarding the question raised by Saber, Iskandar gave the following response:

"I called him here. On the way here before, I happened to meet this golden guy, so I asked him to drink with him. I came here by car, and he came here on foot, so I compared I'm late."

The golden Archer opened his ruby-like pupils and looked directly at Iskandar sitting on the floor.

"As expected of you, you actually chose such a dilapidated place to hold a banquet. With such poor taste, you made me come here on purpose to interfere with this king's life. How are you going to apologize?"

Iskandar put the wine spoon into the bucket, scooped up a large spoonful, and then stretched his hand in front of Archer.

"Don't mention such unsightly words, you are late, come on, you will be fined a drink for being late!"

Archer, who always put on a haughty attitude, unexpectedly did not refuse. Instead, he simply took the spoon from Iskandar and drank it down.

Just as Iskandar said just now, this is a competition of strength and style among the kings. The three servants on the "wine table" are standing on an equal footing at this time. Although it is just a glass of wine, it also reflects the king Since he claims to be a king, it is impossible to refuse the wine offered by him.

"Master, please don't act rashly, and please give up the practice of shooting Rider Master for the time being!"

Saber instructed Emiya Kiritsugudou.

"why?"

"On the one hand, it's my personal feelings. I hope to win the victory openly, but Kiritsugu, you must not accept this reason; so there is a second important reason. Now there are three kings gathered in the courtyard of the castle. Alcohol is the medium to compete for the king's strength. This is a battle where the dignity of the king is bet on each other. If you intervene wantonly, Master, let alone Rider who is attacked by the Master, with Archer's style and arrogance, Rider and Archer will definitely be attracted at the same time. Hostile, if Rider's master is shot and killed on the spot, it's okay for Rider to leave the field immediately, if Rider's master survives by chance, then we need to face two-on-one, the consequences..."

Emiya Kiritsugu, who set up a sniper rifle in the dark, moved his right eye away from the sniper scope, and lowered his head in thought.

Although, as a thorough pragmatist and a former ruthless killer, he has no interest in the "inexplicable" beliefs of these ancient heroic spirits, such as chivalry, the dignity of the king, etc., but he can judge that what Saber said is not true. imaginary.

If, after contacting Matou Kariya who met yesterday, asking Berserker to come over for support, and then assassinating Master Rider himself...

No.

Emiya Kiritsugu immediately vetoed his plan himself.

The sniper rifle he holds in his hand is called Walther WA2000, a high-precision sniper rifle specially developed by Carl Walter for military/police snipers.Completely with precision and quality as the primary goal, regardless of manufacturing costs.

The result of continuous improvement is high cost and selling price. As early as 20 years ago, the price of a Walter WA2000 reached 10000 US dollars (not including the scope).

The laws of business prove that the products that bring the greatest profit must be "high quality and low price".The expensive Walter WA200 was "popular but not popular", and production was discontinued early.

The sales of this gun are not good, but no one can deny the excellent accuracy and quality of this gun.This gun has the highest accuracy among all sniper rifles within an effective range of 800 meters.

Weber Velvet, the Rider master in the castle atrium, is less than 100 meters away from the muzzle of Emiya Kiritsugu. At this distance, Emiya Kiritsugu can shoot wherever he points, even if it’s just a fly. Can hit accurately.

However, the reason why a heroic spirit is a heroic spirit is that the ability of a heroic spirit far exceeds the realm of mortals.Emiya Kiritsugu was not sure if it was possible for Rider to defend against the powerful sniper rifle that even magicians could hardly resist.

Considering the worst case scenario, after his own attack missed, Berserker and Saber, who had recovered from his left hand injury, Rider and Archer went two-on-two, and the outcome was unknown.But if you count Assassin who is very likely to join forces with Archer, their chances of winning are too small.

Even if Rider's master is blown away with his own shot, berserker and saber, Assassin and Archer are two-on-two. Emiya Kiritsugu will not take risks in this kind of bet that wins but loses money.

However, although Emiya Kiritsugu gave up the "just face to face" plan, he still contacted Kariya Matou.

In a chaotic situation, it is always better to have as many allies as possible. Only when you have enough power in your hands can you be qualified to negotiate terms with your opponents.

"Where did you find this inferior wine, a prop for the duel between kings, and you actually use this inferior product to recharge?"

Archer Gilgamesh is still Gilgamesh after all, and after drinking the wine in the spoon, he impatiently expressed his dissatisfaction.

However, they had seen Gilgamesh's behavior as early as the first night, so it was no surprise at this time.

Iskandar was not angry, and he was even a bit simple and honest while rubbing his head and muttering.

"Really? I bought it from a nearby market. It should be considered a good bar?"

Weber sighed. Although Iskandar chose middle-to-high quality wine in the market, the quality of wine sold in supermarkets is not good, and tall people can't pick good things even if they are short.

"It seems like you bastard doesn't understand wine at all! It's a shame that you can drink this kind of wine with so many impurities and mixed flavors without paying any attention."

Gilgamesh gave a cold snort to Iskandar's words, and golden ripples appeared around him, the vortex of void space.

Weber and Irisviel felt a chill. They had seen this scene on the first night. It was a precursor to the golden Heroic Spirit Gilgamesh releasing a large number of Noble Phantasms to bombard them indiscriminately.

However, what Gilgamesh summoned from the void was not a sharp weapon, but a whole set of drinking utensils cast in gold and inlaid with dazzling gems.

The heavy golden wine bottle was filled with a colorless clear liquid.

"Open your eyes and take a good look, this is the supreme wine suitable for the king to drink."

"Ho Ho, this is so touching."

Although Gilgamesh bites one bastard and has an extremely arrogant attitude, Iskandar doesn't mind it. His smile is as innocent as a child who has discovered a new toy if he wants to describe it.

Iskandar took Gilgamesh's drinking utensils and poured the new wine from the golden bottle into the three matching cups.In turn, it was passed to the other two servants.

"Sure enough, it is the supreme wine!"

Iskandar took a sip of the wine in the glass first, and Iskandar's eyes immediately widened as he drank the delicious wine.Then he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

Saber, who has always abided by the rules, was also aroused by Iskandar at this time.

The wine flowed into her throat, and Saber suddenly felt a strong sense of swelling in her head.This is indeed a good wine that she has never tasted before. The wine is colorless and pure, the taste is also clear, the alcohol content is just right, and the strong aroma is complex but unified.Just took a sip, but Saber felt his whole body was in a trance.

"This must not be a wine brewed by humans, but a refined brew that is mysteriously hidden in the wine?"

Iskandar did not hesitate to praise him, and Gilgamesh sat down leisurely, gently shaking the golden goblet.

"It's natural. Whether it's wine or weapons, I only store the best boutiques in the world in my treasury. This is the taste that is in line with the status of a king. It seems that the question of who is the most kingly among us has already been discussed." Answer."

"Are you kidding me, Archer, do you just brag about your wine and treasures? This kind of behavior doesn't look like a king, but like a clown."

"It's really ugly. You don't even know how to appreciate wine and treasures. How can you be worthy of being a king?"

Saber's words were full of gunpowder, and Gilgamesh sneered back, and the atmosphere became tense. This battle without swords finally became like a real battle, with swords on the verge of breaking out.

But this tense atmosphere was interrupted by a loud horse neighing.

The snow-white horse without a trace of hair and the generals in white and silver armor, the white color reflects the moonlight, one person and one horse seem to be stepping on the moon.

"The banquet has just begun, and some unsightly people came to disturb my pleasure."

The space around Gilgamesh began to ripple with golden ripples, and the King's Treasure aimed at the position of the incoming person, ready to go.

"Wait, Archer, I always feel that there is something wrong with the berserker tonight. Weber, do you see anything wrong?"

Rider Master Waver had been observing Berserker before Iskandar gave the order, and the result of the observation was indeed as Iskandar said.

"Rider, Berserker's attributes are much weaker than they were in the first night. Originally, his ability value should be much stronger than yours, but now, he probably belongs to the same level as you."

Iskandar scratched his nose with his index finger:

"This is really interesting, does the ability value also fluctuate up and down?"

Gilgamesh picked up the glass again and drank the last bit of wine in the glass.

"Hmph, Rider, I can tell you something more interesting. My master just received the news that the berserker in this Holy Grail War is actually rational."

"What? This is really beyond my expectation. Well, indeed, I have never seen Berserker lose his mind and go crazy. At most, he just kept silent and did it directly."

At this time, all eyes were on Berserker who suddenly entered.

The general in white reined in the reins, and the white horse stopped in the courtyard of the castle.

"Yo, berserker. Are you here for a drink too?"

"It seems that no matter how you hide it, the secret will eventually be revealed."

Berserker's voice is not as rough as a berserker, but unexpectedly gentle and refined, not like a warrior, but more like a scholar who reads books.

Zhao Yun got off his horse and patted his old buddy on the neck to let the Yezhao Jade Lion play by himself.He himself walked to the "wine table" of the three kings.

The approach of Berserker made Irisviel and Webber a little nervous.

They didn't know why this unexpected guest came here suddenly.

"Hey, kid, don't be so embarrassing, isn't it just that there are guests at the banquet? You can still drink as you like."

Iskandar picked up another golden wine glass, filled it with wine and handed it out:

"Berserker, whose appearance and name are unknown, this is the fine wine bestowed upon you by the king."

Saber and Gilgamesh frowned at the same time, Saber asked:

"Do you still want to invite Berserker? Iskandar the Conqueror."

"Of course." Iskandar took it for granted, "As a host, you should also observe etiquette with your guests, right? Isn't hospitality a virtue in the country you rule?"

The berserker in white took off the pure white mask that covered his face, revealing a typical Asian face, with sword-shaped brows, red lips and white teeth. Although he had the job title of a berserker, he was actually a handsome and handsome man.

Zhao Yun rubbed his fingers, and the white mask turned into snow-white specks of light and disappeared into the night.

"I'm sorry, King of Conquerors. I heard that three servants have gathered here to help my master win, so I came here uninvited and disturbing you."

Iskandar raised his eyebrows:
"So you're here to fight us?"

"No, no, no, I originally thought this would be a chaotic battle, so I came here to see if there was any opportunity to reap the benefits. However, the current atmosphere does not seem to be suitable for wielding swords and guns."

In front of the three kings, Zhao Yun removed the silver dragon armor on his body, the green sword on his waist, and the corner spear on his back. What was left behind was actually a white T-shirt and a Jeans similar to Iskandar.

As Berserker disarmed, Saber and Archer's expressions relaxed a lot, while Iskandar smiled as if he saw a fellow soldier.

"I don't know what the three are planning to do when they gather here?"

"Oh? I didn't expect you, a berserker, to be quite talkative. If that's the case, then stop talking nonsense. You are the last to come. Just like this Jin Shining here, you are fined a glass of wine!"

Iskandar once again raised the golden wine glass in his hand, signaling Zhao Yun to drink from it.

(End of this chapter)