I am not a knight, reborn as an old sword

Chaldea, floating outside of time and space, either didn't notice the observations falling from the void, or noticed them but didn't bother to pay attention because there was no need.

Arthur, who was on a mission, rarely paid attention to those who didn't interfere with his mission, and would not kill the other party because of some insignificant possibility. Now was not the time to activate such a serious alert.

"Come, it is said that this is the wine vessel of this country. At this time, I prefer to regard it as a symbol."

Finally, Iskandar, who remembered that he was also a master, came to the courtyard of the Einzbernburg station, filled a spoonful of sake, and placed it in front of Saber.

In this banquet with a not-so-good environment, Saber was quite respectful to Iskandar, a possible ally, and directly took the wine bowl and sipped it silently. She didn't speak, nor did she show too much surprise, but from her attitude, it can be seen that Saber does not reject such a banquet.

In her opinion, alliances require negotiations. Although the current situation is a bit absurd, it is not to the extent that she can't accept it.

"Well, the gold one, you won't refuse it, will you?" Then, it was Gilgamesh's turn. He stared at the wine bowl handed to him by Iskandar, frowned at first, but still drank the sake in the bowl clean.

"What kind of inferior wine is this? It's hard to swallow."After giving the relative a face, he mercilessly evaluated the wine that Iskandar brought. Iskandar was just annoyed.

"There is no other way. I heard from others that this is the best wine that can be bought in the mall." It seemed as if he was regretting that he could not bring out better wine for the other party to enjoy.

This was really treating the scene as a banquet, and immediately made Saber, who had a serious personality, frown. Obviously, this upright lady was not the same as them. He just looked at Arthur. Saber, who was free during the rare discussion between Iskandar and Gilgamesh, had the mind to pay attention to him. The forgotten question seemed to be brought up again.

However, unlike Saber, Arthur did not pay any attention to her at all. After determining the other party's character and knowing what he wanted to know, Arthur lost interest in Saber.

On the contrary, it was not as interesting as the wine in front of him. When it came to food, Arthur could eat it as long as it was not bad. After all, it was a supplement of energy, and the same was true for wine.

This was a relaxation for himself. He let Ilya chat with Irisviel and put Sakura aside to let her take care of herself. After that, Arthur, who didn't need to take care of the child, showed his free and easy personality.

Different from the strong aura and oppression that almost made people breathless before, the current Arthur was like the breeze at the zenith, a knight walking in the world.

Ethereal, natural, and casual.

This was also different from her. Seeing Arthur's performance, Saber frowned and even doubted her own guess, or in other words, in the guess that was originally impossible, there were more impossibilities.

He, can't be me.

The denial of Arthur's identity, or the denial of her inner hope, in saving Britain, Saber has a strong desire, but such a desire is just to hope to proceed according to her own wishes. But she didn't know that if the facts really went according to her wishes, it would only cultivate another Saber. For an old-fashioned knight, it would be a transformation from a straightforward lady to a straightforward gentleman at most, which didn't make much sense at all.

Saber's essence was trapped in a vicious circle. The kind of look that spared no effort to drill in the direction of the king's dead end, Arthur even thought she was troublesome to look at her for a second.

"Come, Gilgamesh, fill me a bowl. Seeing that Gilgamesh had already taken out the so-called wine of God, Arthur did not hesitate to ask for it directly.

This time he really looked like a knight. After all, Arthur did this kind of thing before he became king, and it was not embarrassing to do it now.

"This is not a bowl. Since it is fine wine, it has its own unique wine vessel." Gilgamesh refused, but he agreed, but he had certain requirements for the wine vessel.

But in his opinion, the golden appearance did not make Arthur like it too much.

"It's nice to be able to drink fine wine, but I can't agree with your taste." Arthur complained as he looked at the blood-red wine in the cup, which was filled with bright moonlight, but had an extra layer of golden yellow.

"If I were very poor, I would have liked this." He drank the wine in his hand, and his heroic yet elegant appearance was greeted with a cold snort from Gilgamesh.

"This is your problem." He didn't seem to care, but he quietly opened the door of the Babylonian Treasury and threw out a transparent glass cup, which was soon caught by Arthur.

"Thank you." Arthur didn't say much about Gilgamesh's arrogant behavior, but this polite thank you made his already bad face look much better.

"However, the wine that is worthy of a king's banquet can indeed be held as the Wine of God, but if it is called the Wine of Kings, it always feels like something is missing."

"What do you want to say?"

Gilgamesh was annoyed by Arthur's questioning behavior, and his eyes became bad.

"Isn't this natural?"Faced with Gilgamesh's not-so-good expression, Arthur didn't care at all, but raised two fingers in a relaxed and natural manner.

"Land, and people, the crystallization of civilization that has been extended from here, the manifestation of the wisdom of the people, put into the king's treasury, is the real treasure that belongs to the king."At this point, Arthur couldn't help but put on an interesting smile on his face, silently tapping his fingertips on his hands, and the glass that Gilgamesh had just taken out made a knocking sound, and along with Arthur's eyes, it fell into Gilgamesh's heart.

"Gilgamesh, you are not ruling over gods, are you?"It seemed like a sarcasm, even a mockery. Judging from Arthur's performance, even Iskandar would have such a thought. But in Gilgamesh's eyes, it was a warning.

"Of course not, you are just a bastard, you are not qualified to be my subject!" The contempt in his words was the answer of this proud king.

"Since you are interested in my wine, I will show my mercy and satisfy your curiosity."As he spoke, golden ripples appeared again in the originally calm void, and a clay bowl with exquisite craftsmanship fell in front of Arthur.

"This is a wine vessel from the Sumerian era. Uruk was a country born from mud. Humans built city-states, developed civilization, and multiplied on the land. Is it qualified to use this as a wine vessel for the king's banquet?"

Gilgamesh looked at Arthur with burning eyes, like a primary school student eager to be recognized by his teacher.

"It is possible"

"Good!" After receiving Arthur's recognition, Gilgamesh suddenly became happy and could no longer hide his joy."I like people like you who know what's good."

This unruly person, who had no fear even in front of Arthur's powerful strength, showed a fundamental difference in his attitude from the beginning.

"Then, be thankful for this. This is wheat wine brewed with the most advanced technology in the Uruk era. It is a tribute from my subjects to the king. The taste of inferior wine is not even a fraction of this."He still boasted about the wine, but it seemed like he was boasting about the performance of his subjects and land. He silently filled Arthur's glass.

The wine, dotted with light golden light, reflected the fiery in Gilgamesh's eyes, and the light in it was brighter than before.

"Take it, it is a gift from the king."