Longevity Story

"That...this customer...the alcohol level in our store is a little high, if you continue like this..."

"Noisy!—"

A voice full of majesty and oppression interrupted the bar clerk's obedient reminder.

The poor clerk was also speechless with some kind of pressure she couldn't see.

"Shopkeeper! ~ Don't be long-winded, continue to serve wine, different kinds!"

Hearing the voice of the golden-haired, red-eyed "foreigner", the bearded shopkeeper behind the counter pretending to wipe his wine glasses, sweat dripped from his forehead.

He turned his head and looked at the pointed pile of shiny gold nuggets and diamonds thrown by the guest on the counter, and judged that the voice just now had a clear articulation, and it didn't look like he had been drinking and drinking since the early morning.

As a result, the owner, who had been frightened by the atmosphere in the store, was heartbroken, and decided to take out the craft beer that he had treasured for many years from the hidden thermal safe under the counter floor.

Speaking of which, if it wasn't for the purchase of this bottle of craft beer, his storefront would be three times the size it is now.But today, he took the initiative to offer this bottle of collection for a stranger he didn't know, which was equivalent to offering up the most valuable collection in the first half of his life as a wine lover... He must be possessed.

"You are indeed possessed..."

Out of nowhere, a dark and wet female voice appeared in the store and explained inexplicably:

"The law called [Golden Rule] allows him to make a lot of money in any business, even if he pays a small amount first, you have to pay a higher price for it, and take the initiative to let him earn Something of value... what an unscrupulous skill."

Obviously, there should be only three people in the store, the owner who hasn't slept since last night, the female clerk who was forced to come to work this morning, and the "foreigner" customer, but the fourth voice that suddenly appeared was the only one Breaking through the aura of "unrelated people retreating" that comes with "foreign customers" and sitting in the store smoothly, the No.2 customer of this bar today.

"Well, this guest, do you need anything..." The shopkeeper asked respectfully, startled.

The fourth guest's unique voice made the owner suddenly feel a lot clearer, as fresh as the sea breeze blowing at the seaside.

"I don't need anything. I have something to do with him. You can take a rest now." The fourth guest replied softly.

But it was just such a sentence that the owner of the shop felt like a pardon.

Finally, there is an existence that can deal with this strange foreigner with a coercion on him.

So, without further ado, the shopkeeper turned his head to greet the young clerk and prepared to retreat to the back kitchen.But I don't know what psychology is at work. The shop owner looked at the collection in his hand, but he still didn't take it back. Instead, he put it respectfully on the table of the blond foreigner, and said with a bow:

"Please taste it after 3 minutes, within an hour, this is the best."

Then the bearded shopkeeper with blood and tears in his heart quickly disappeared in this place of right and wrong with the clerk.Regardless of whether this land is his property, he didn't even look at the golden gems on the counter.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the store increased by several levels, and it became a real "land of right and wrong".

Time passed quietly, and 3 minutes came soon.

Gilgamesh woke up from the silence and said nothing. First, he opened the "Precious Wine" on the table and took a sip, frowned and said:

"Hmph, let's be so-so, the ordinary wine of the foolish people is at this level."

"You still drink if it's not good, are you a masochist?" Illya despised the arrogance of a big man like Gilgamesh.

At least if it was okay as a child, now it is completely disabled.

"Even if it is ordinary wine, it is the tribute of the people to this king, and tasting and evaluation is the obligation of this king."

Gilgamesh said it as a matter of course, and then put a second bite into his mouth.

"What about paying tribute, then it's obviously your unscrupulous skills that come into play. You bought it from someone who has treasured your lifeblood for half your life, okay?" Illya's tone was full of disdain.

With a ding, Gilgamesh put down the cup and said with a hint of anger:

"...Bastard, do you want to die? You dare to insult this king's skills twice, do you think this king is very generous?"

Illya was not to be outdone, a magic power full of dark water vapor offset Gilgamesh's majesty, and a voice came out from under the hood, laughing:

"Why do you say that you have the skill of [Unscrupulous], don't you know it yourself?"

The [Golden Rule] is not some fantasy alchemy out of nothing, its existence is only to make the owner never troubled by money, not to create wealth.

All wealth in this world is fixed. Since the golden rule can make a person gain more wealth, doesn't it mean that some people will lose their due wealth because of this unscrupulous skill?

"Compared to Iskandar's blatant robbery, your way of quietly taking money from other people's pockets is simply [unscrupulous]... so people can't even apply for accidental property damage insurance. "

【Click————】

The glass shattered, and the blood-red wine, with the aroma of ageing, fell from the nails of the hero-king Gilgamesh to the ground...

"[Caster]! - Your tone reminds me of someone."

Gilgamesh's eyes flashed red, and words of anger spilled out of his teeth.

"Well, I know who it is, but I can't help it. After a long time, I will be broken by that guy. Don't blame me."

"Sure enough... Sure enough, you are also from the outside."

With the corners of his eyes pounding with anger, Gilgamesh said something unexpected to Illya:

"The real [Caster] has been killed by that nasty little girl [Saber], and you are another intruder who has revived from the dead..."

"Oh! ~ You guessed it, then the conversation between us seems to be much faster."

"Isn't that of course!? Bastards!~

How could this king's wisdom be something you outsiders can figure out! —"

Gilgamesh's eyes were full of anger, even if he didn't have enough magic power and strength to make the intruder in front of him pay the price, but his wisdom was extraordinary as he said.

Even if the current Gilgamesh doesn't have a magical skill like [Omniscient Almighty Star], Gilgamesh can't become a fool because of the lack of a skill... Although it is usually not manifested because of arrogance.

"When you see the [beast] that obviously cannot survive in this world, the answer is already obvious! You pests above the gods are obviously coming from outside the world, the other end of the vortex of roots to invade the Holy Grail. …”

"Okay, okay, it looks like you can guess that it's close to ten, so I won't talk nonsense-"

Illya waved her hand to interrupt the reasoning of the famous detective Gilgamesh, and moved the topic to the next link:

"Gilgamesh, become my [Servant] and let me drive!"

"Do not make jokes!--"

Golden ripples appeared behind Gilgamesh, and he was about to use up his last magic power to fight Illya to the death:

"You worms not only used this king's treasures, disturbed this king's leisure time in this world, made this king a joke, shortened the time of this king's arrival, and now you still want this king to be your servant. ?! What absurdity..."

"I can provide you with the magic power you need, and there is almost no limit." Illya said evilly, playing with the human book in her hand.

"..."

"I can also ask you to seek revenge on the person you hate, and use the magic as you like." Seeing that Gilgamesh did not reply, Illya continued.

"..."

However, Illya's condition made Gilgamesh's face calm.

"Holy Grail or something, if you want..."

"Shut up, bastard." Gilgamesh was extremely angry, but his face was calm and cold—

"Who do you think this king is?! This king is the most ancient and original king, the only ruler between heaven and earth!

I will always be the one who makes the conditions for people to agree to, and no one can make this king obey him for anything! ——

The gods can't do it, the golden [giant beast] can't do it, and neither can you! —"

There was no warmth in the words, and after speaking, Gilgamesh ignored Illya's thoughts, sat down again, found a cup, and prepared to enjoy his tribute.

After seeing Xing Ke transformed into [Xing Kelong], knowing that Tohsaka Tohsaka and Kotomine Kirei both died at the hands of Emiya Kiritsugu, there is no one in Fuyuki City who is qualified to provide him with the end. After the magician, Gilgamesh was able to use his final [Battle Continuity] skill to manifest his spirit body and drink in a bar by the river.

This has it all.

Knowing that he was almost certain to lose, Gilgamesh had no reason to win.

He didn't want the Holy Grail in the first place, and now there is no opponent who can make him happy, and the Holy Grail has also been occupied by outsiders... Then he might as well use the last time to taste the wine, usher in his own last moment, and enjoy it more .

Enjoy the prosperity of the world, dissipate when it should dissipate, and enjoy it when it should be enjoyed—after all, he is just a loser who was bitten by a snake and died on the way, not the one who completed the trial and gained eternal life. king】.

However, he wants leisure, but some people are not willing.

"Hey...really, I wanted to have a serious chat with you. Wouldn't it be good to be smashed to pieces after being used by me? You have to make me rough."

Illya was helpless, but a faintly happy voice came from under the hood.

"Oh, if you can come, come, bastard, let this king see how much an outsider like you has!~"

Shaking the red wine glass in his hand, Gilgamesh used the last of his magic power, and even when his body began to fade, he drew a spinning long sword from the ripples behind him.

"Hahaha……"

Illya's laughter became more and more weird:

"You heroic spirits, each one of you looks really cute from a distance, after all, they are full of personalities.

But only those who have actually come into contact with it know that it is too troublesome! ~

Obviously they are all dead people whose fate has been determined long ago. They all want the right to freely choose their fate, and persevere... The trouble is dead. "

Like real magic, it overflowed the entire space like an ocean wave. Illya unfolded the bizarre human book in her hand and said:

"Bluebeard is a half-assed magician after all. He has never been able to develop the true power of this manuscript of "Luoyancheng Teaching Book"..."

Space begins to change...

775. The adults must have a large amount, don't bring Lancelot's hatred to others Jill's head...

"Luoyan City Teaching Book", also known as: Lalaiye text, it is said that the original book was written in the language before the birth of human beings. In addition to recording the relationship between a certain greatness and its star relatives and the ocean, and several activity bases where they appeared In addition, it also records how to summon a certain omniscient and omnipotent being... and so on.

An indescribable great existence will eventually come, subverting all rationality and common sense in this world...probably.

Anyway, Illya doesn't know the truth of these rumors, and she doesn't know if the evil gods wandering in the void have anything to do with this book. It's just a projection reproduction of the magic book in front of him, a miracle of the Holy Grail.

And after all, the book in the hands of Marshal Bluebeard is not the original, but a translated version given to him by his friend and mentor.Then there is the person who is his friend and mentor. It is also not the original, but the Italian translation... All in all, the book in Illya's hands is really a pirated copy of a pirated copy. I don't know if it has been maliciously adapted or not, and there must be a lot of typos.

However, the Noble Phantasm is still a Noble Phantasm, linked to its roots through the Holy Grail, and has been recognized as the "Luoyancheng Textbook".

It is still an [EX] level [Anti-Managing Noble Phantasm].

After all, Marshal Bluebeard is a Joan of Arc fanboy from a knight lord, a devout devotee who once grew up under the cross, and in his hands, a good [EX] level Noble Phantasm aimed at the principles of the world will be taken away. He used it as an A+ level anti-army Noble Phantasm, which was a waste of resources.

Well now, a good knife is finally in the hands of the right swordsman—

"[Inherent enchantment Luoyan City is coming]! - Probably?"

The original retro and luxurious bar scene has disappeared, everything around has become gray, the water is overcast, and the sunlight has disappeared since then.

Gilgamesh came as an archer, and his vision could have been said to be beyond the scope of human beings, but at this time, the gray fog with the salty smell of sea water surrounded him in a small area less than five meters in radius. in a small range.