Uchiha's Onmyoji

"Jin Shining, you are here."

Rider greeted Archer warmly.

"No way, this is already the best wine I have found on the market."

He stretched out his big hand and patted the barrel.

"As for Berserker..."

Rider glanced at Lancelot.

"Although I intend to hold a king's banquet, as a king, I am not afraid to listen to the voices of all people. Berserker was once a subordinate of Saber, so I invited him by the way when I met him."

Archer glanced at Lancelot with contempt and said, "I hope this mad dog will stop barking at me, otherwise I will give him the most severe punishment."

"Archer." Saber stood up to defend her old minister, "He was only driven mad by the influence of Berserker's class before, but now he has returned to normal. You don't have to insult him like this!"

"what!"

Archer was stunned for a moment, then laughed teasingly as if he had seen something funny.

"It's really interesting, Saber." He said in a teasing tone, "Whether it's you as a forgiving king or your rebellious minister, it's an eye-opener for me!"

No one knew the expression on Lancelot's face, who was wearing a helmet. Everyone could only see his head bowed towards Saber.

"Let's not talk about this first!"

Rider waved his hand.

"Since you dislike my wine, Jin Shining, just show us the wine you like!"

"Oh? That's fine, it might as well open the eyes of you country bumpkins."

Archer stretched out his hand, and golden ripples appeared in the air under his palm. A gorgeous golden wine bottle emerged from the ripples and fell to the ground.

"Thank you for my occasional kindness, you bastards!"

At the same time, three golden wine glasses appeared in Archer's hand and threw them to Rider.

Rider reached out to catch the wine glass and opened the golden wine flask.

"It's really an unparalleled wine!" He smelled at the spout of the jug, "Jin Shining, you really have a lot of treasures!"

He placed the three wine glasses in his hands on the ground and began to pour.

"But you're a bit stingy." He said to Archer, "Won't you give some to Berserker?"

"Hmph, are you kidding, bastard."

There was a sound of metal collision, and Archer, who was wearing a golden armor, sat directly on the ground.

"A mad dog like that is not qualified to drink my king's wine."

He didn't even look at Lancelot, and only said to Saber: "Unless you give your share of the reward to your old minister who betrayed you, Saber."

"Why not!"

Saber agreed immediately, took the wine glass Rider handed her and gave it to Lancelot.

"king……"

Lancelot lowered his head.

"No, please don't mind me, king. This is a king's banquet."

In response to Lancelot's rejection, Saber opened her mouth hesitantly, but she never said anything.

Archer, however, mocked and said, "Heh, it seems like that mad dog needs to be more sensible now that you are its master, Saber."

"Archer!"

Saber glared at Archer.

"You insult Sir Lancelot and I over and over again, do you want to provoke a fight?"

"slow!"

Rider stopped Saber who was about to get up.

"Let me tell you the purpose of this banquet."

Rider talked about his philosophy.

"The heroic spirits summoned by the Holy Grail are all heroes who have left their names in history. I want to know your wishes for the Holy Grail when you participate in this war, so as to determine who is more qualified to obtain the Holy Grail!"

He raised his glass of wine.

"This is, the Holy Grail Question."

Archer sneered and said: "Ha, you are so bold to secretly covet my treasure without my permission, Rider."

"You mean the Holy Grail is your treasure?" Rider looked at Archer carefully.

Archer nodded: "This is natural."

"So you've seen the Holy Grail?"

Rider asked curiously.

"No."

Archer shook his head.

"I have too many treasures, but from ancient times to today, all the treasures in the world belong to me as a matter of course."

"What nonsense are you talking about, Archer."

Saber thinks Archer is talking nonsense.

"It seems you are the one with the brain problem."

But she didn't see Rider's thoughtful expression.

"That's great, Jin Shining!"

Rider looked at Archer enviously.

"What?" Archer glanced at him, "Do you want to surrender to me, Rider? If so, I won't be able to reward you with the Holy Grail."

"No, I will snatch back whatever I like! This is my way of conquest as the King of Conquerors."

Rider raised his glass again.

"I will take away all your treasures, Archer!"

"Then try it, Rider."

Archer raised his glass.

"I will kill you with my own hands. This is my best reward for your courage."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Rider drank the wine in one gulp and laughed boldly.

"Since we are going to conduct the so-called Holy Grail Question."

At this time, Saber spoke again.

"Then what is your own wish, Rider!"

"me?"

Rider looked embarrassed and pressed his face with his fingers, a blush appearing on his furry face.

"I want to get real physical."

he said.

"what?"

Saber couldn't understand this, and even Archer was a little surprised.

On the other side, Rider's master, Weber Velvet, rushed over and shouted, "Wait! Isn't your wish to conquer the world, Rider!"

"Stupid boy!"

Rider's big hand hit Weber on the forehead with a snap of his fingers, sending the thin and thin Weber flying into the air and somersaulting several times on the ground.

"Of course, the process of conquering the world depends on one's own efforts. Isn't it putting the cart before the horse by pinning this kind of thing on the Holy Grail!"

Rider said loudly.

"Today, I only rely on magic power to appear in this world. I will disappear when the Holy Grail War is over. Therefore, I hope to obtain a real body through the Holy Grail, live in this world again, and truly embark on a journey to conquer the world!!"

Rider raised his hands and spoke of his heroic ambitions, but the response at the scene was not enthusiastic.

So he put down his hands and asked Saber: "What about you, Saber, what is your wish that you hope to realize with the Holy Grail?"

He raised his glass to Saber.

"I hope you can give a qualified answer."

"I……"

Saber straightened her back and said seriously.

"I want to save my country and change the fate of Great Britain."

"..."

The Uchiha Ripaper clones who were watching were a little stunned when they heard such an answer.

He knew very well that the Holy Grail had gone away, and he knew very well that the Holy Grail had no ability to fulfill Saber's wish.

Even if a huge amount of magic power is gathered, such a miracle cannot be achieved by wishing on the Holy Grail to change the distant established history.

Not to mention that the situation of the Holy Grail is now abnormal.

Next, the two tyrants Rider and Archer, with Rider as the main force, brutally criticized and attacked the holy king Saber's way of being a king.

Rider directly judged Saber to be a coward who was worse than a tyrant.

In Uchiha Li's view, this is also a ruthless lashing of realism against idealism.

Saber, a young queen who followed the way of a saint and gave up all desires for the throne and country, was obviously helpless in the face of two shameless old gangsters and tyrants.

Lancelot, who was sitting behind Saber, wanted to help, but was unable to speak.

What's more, Rider believes that Saber's wish is to deny the history that she and the people created together, and to deny everyone in the same era.

Faced with Rider's harsh criticism and contemptuous gaze, Saber herself was a little shaken for a moment.

The Uchiha who were watching smiled silently.

Rider is a guy who looks rough and carefree, but is actually quite shrewd.

After all, how does Saber become a king, how does he govern his country, what are his wishes, and what does it have to do with him?

He was just using the topic to undermine Saber's faith.

Although Uchiha Li himself believed that Saber's personality was not very suitable for being a king.

Too idealistic.

In this aspect, she is quite similar to her master, Emiya Kiritsugu.

It has to be said that it is a kind of sadness to overestimate one's own abilities without authorization, but in the end can only place hope on the miracle given by the Holy Grail.

What also amused him was that Rider and Archer, two guys with divinity themselves, lived more like real humans than Saber.

Just when Lancelot couldn't help but stand up and wanted to fight Rider for humiliating Saber, a new uninvited guest appeared in the castle courtyard.

Along with wisps of black smoke, strange figures appeared one after another.

Wearing a white skull mask and a jet-black outfit covering his whole body, Assassin's clone filled the perimeter of the entire courtyard garden, surrounding everyone.

Uchiha controlled the paper man clone and walked towards Lancelot.

At this moment, he was wearing Matou Kariya's shell. Half of his pale face under the hood was necrotic, and the other half of his face was still intact, with the corners of his mouth raised.

Just now, he sensed that Emiya Kiritsugu and his assistant Kuu Maiya, who had been observing inside the castle, set up long guns in the castle and pointed the guns at him.

Although no shots were fired immediately, there was clearly an intention to attack.

However, Assassin disrupted the situation at the right time, interrupting the actions of Emiya Kiritsugu and the two.

Uchiha thought as he walked, Emiya Kiritsugu's target was not set on Weber. Could it be that even if he killed Berserker's master, Saber's identity would be solved?

He probably deduced that Rider and Archer would most likely not attack the Einzbern camp for the death of Master Berserker.

After Assassin suddenly appeared, Emiya Kiritsugu and Kuu Maiya immediately retreated.

Apparently he was afraid that more Assassin clones would sneak into the castle and aim their swords at the two of them.

Facing the unexpected Assassin, Rider raised his "spare wine glass" grandly to invite, but Assassin cut off the bamboo spoon in his hand with a flying knife.

"What's going on? Are you involved, Archer?"

Rider asked Archer.

Now everyone knows that Assassin and Archer are in the same camp.

"No, that guy Tokiomi is the one who makes his own decisions."

Archer was obviously a little annoyed by the current situation.

"In that case."

Rider stood up and walked to the front. The modern clothes he was wearing turned into heroic spirit weapons. The strong wind roared around his body, and the huge cloak flew in the wind.

"So Archer, and Saber, the last question for this banquet is, is it necessary to be aloof as a king?"

Archer smiled and didn't answer.

"As a king..." Saber said, "I have no choice but to be aloof..."

"No, you don't understand at all."

Rider said.

"For people like you who don't understand, I have to show my true kingly style here!!"

As he spoke, the color of the world changed.

The people who were originally standing in the garden were already in a golden desert.

"This... how is it possible..." Irisviel looked at the changing world around her in shock, "The embodiment of the mental landscape, the Reality Marble!"

"This is the land where my army once galloped!"

Rider said.

"It is a scene that will forever remain in the heart of the warriors who have shared joys and sorrows with me."

Neat footsteps sounded.

Countless warriors lined up in rows, holding their spears high, and walked slowly.

Rider opened his arms.

"This world takes shape precisely because it is the image of all of us!"

"Look! My king's army is unrivaled in the world!! Even if the body no longer exists and the soul is summoned as a heroic spirit by [the world], it still serves the king, the legendary warriors!"

"The bond with them is my king's treasure, my king's royal way!!"

"This is my Iskandar's most powerful treasure..."

"The King's Army (Aionion Hetairoi)!!"

The army behind him that occupied the entire desert immediately cheered loudly, and the sound resounded through the sky.

"They are all servants..."

Weber looked at this unparalleled army and muttered to himself.

At this time, a strong horse walked up to Rider and snorted.

"Long time no see, old man."

Rider patted the horse's neck affectionately.

"The so-called king!"

He turned around and looked at the crowd.

"I just want to live a more wonderful life than anyone else and be admired by everyone!!!"

"Exactly!! Exactly!! Exactly!!!"

His troops raised their spears in response.

Rider mounted his horse.

"Only the one who embodies the envy of all brave men and guides everyone forward can be the king!! Therefore, the king is not aloof!! Because of his will, even the aspirations of all his subjects are superimposed!!!"

"Exactly!! Exactly!! Exactly!!!"

The warriors raised their spears and responded loudly.

Saber protected Irisviel and looked at everything in front of her in shock.

Until Rider rode his war horse and led the warriors to charge towards Assassin, he still didn't come back to his senses.

"Am I wrong, Sir Lancelot..."

She turned to look at Lancelot, who was standing silently behind her.

"Am I the cause of Britain's destruction?"

"No, it's not your fault, King."

Lancelot raised his head and took off his helmet, his long blue hair floating up.

"That kind of ending..."

He looked seriously into Saber's eyes.

"It's all of us!"

"Really, but I am the king."

Saber said.

"For the destruction of the country, the king should bear the greatest responsibility."

"King...Arthur..."

Lancelot knelt down on one knee.

"Please……"

His voice was broken by the wind and sand.

"Please……"

Saber turned around and took a step forward.

"Please give up. Britain and the King of Knights have all become history."

So