[Comprehensive master fate] On how to become a zombie king that everyone loves

In the secluded forest, there was a roar that tore through the night, and dazzling lightning wrapped around the mighty chariot, dignifiedly breaking into the old castle of the Einzbern family from the front.

"Yo! Saber!" the King of Conquerors yelled.

"Rider...?" Saber felt that the other party had no murderous intent, but more like a friend visiting home, which made her a little puzzled.

"I came here to take a look after I heard about the castle here, but I didn't expect it to be in such a miserable state." Iskandar looked around, the decoration was quite luxurious, but the gate was full of people as if something had been bombed. It's a crack pothole, and there are a lot of residual rocks piled up on the ground.

"And why, are you still wearing that boring battle armor?" Rider thumped his chest, showing the pattern of clothes that seemed to wear the world on his body: "Aren't you wearing a fashion that belongs to this era tonight?"

"...Rider, what on earth are you here for?" Saber was very helpless, the other party was rambling, and it didn't seem like he wanted to fight her, she didn't know how to deal with it.

Rider raised the huge wooden barrel on the chariot: "Don't you understand after reading it? Of course I came here for a drink."

"Okay, don't just stand there, lead the way! Isn't there a garden suitable for holding banquets here? Drinking in this ruined city is too unpleasant."

Saber and Irisviel exchanged glances, no matter how much fighting spirit they had, it would be useless against such a non-hostile opponent.

Telling the King of Conquerors to put away his chariot, Irisviel led the Rider team to the atrium of the castle. There were only short shrubs planted here, which was rather plain for a banquet hall where the King's Banquet was to be held. But it is also this simplicity that allows people to focus more on the charismatic kings in the field.

Rider and Saber sat face to face in the center of the flower bed, while Irisviel and Weber each stood on the edge of the flower bed behind their Servants, carefully watching the development of the situation.

Rider easily smashed the wooden lid of the wine barrel with one punch, and the mellow aroma of wine immediately filled the atrium.

For some reason, he took a long-handled wooden ladle instead of an ordinary wine glass as a vessel for holding wine, scooped it up directly from the barrel, and gulped it down: "It is said that there are rules such as 'the Holy Grail can only be given to a worthy person'." , and the struggle that took place in Fuyuki was a ceremony for identification, but if you just want to see whether you are qualified, you don't need to shed blood. If you have a 'quality' that allows the heroic spirits to recognize each other...then the answer It will come naturally."

Saber took the wine ladle offered by Rider, drank it down in one gulp, and handed the ladle back to Rider again, expressing that she drank not a single drop; this refreshing way of drinking made Rider let out a pleasant admiration .

"So, do you want to compete with me first, Rider?"

"Exactly. Since both sides are unwilling to give in to the title of king, that's the only way to go."

"In other words, this is not the Holy Grail War, but the Holy Grail Question and Answer. Who is more worthy of the title of King of the Holy Grail? It's best to ask with a wine glass."

Along with the glittering golden particles came a disdainful voice: "Enough of the farce, bastard."

"Archer! Why are you here?!" Compared to Rider, Saber couldn't believe the character of the golden king, and immediately got up on guard as soon as he appeared.

Compared to Saber's nervousness, Rider replied calmly: "Ah, that's the one... I met Berserker on the street, and I came up with the idea of ​​holding a banquet, so I asked Berserker to invite him for me."

"You're really late, Kim Pika...Where's Berserker? Didn't he come with you?" Rider looked behind Gilgamesh to see if there were any spirit-formed servants.

"Huh! He's still coaxing the kid to sleep, and he said he'll come later." Yelan actually prioritized the cub's affairs over being with him, which made Wang a little displeased. He squinted his eyes and looked around contemptuously, "It's a shame you chose Hosting the King's Banquet in such a shabby place...how are you going to make amends for my faux pas?"

"Well, don't say that, this place was recommended by Berserker." Rider's words hit the bull's-eye, making it impossible for Gilgamesh to continue to refuse.

"Okay, let's have a drink first!" Rider smiled boldly and handed the full wooden ladle to Archer.

"Ah, has it already started?" The silver-like person fell from the sky like a fairy descending from the moon, "You have generously invited me, who is not a king, to the banquet, and I am really sorry for being late."

"You belong to this king, why bother apologizing to the bastard!" The concubine of the hero king doesn't need to bow her head to anyone!

"Berserker/Brother?!" This is the exclamation of Irisviel and Saber. Like Rider who just saw Yelan in the morning, they thought he had returned to the Heroic Seat. Otherwise, how could Kariya Matou report to the church? seek asylum.

Saber was still sad for a while when she knew that Ye Lan had lost in a place she couldn't reach.

"I'm now..." The blunt Zombie King started to explain this time without being asked, but luckily his king was by his side, so he immediately stopped him and changed the subject.

"Rider, you actually use this kind of spirits to fight between heroes?!" Gilgamesh looked disgusted, he didn't want to take the wine ladle, as if he would lower his taste if he touched it.

"That's right... this is one of the best things in the market in this area." Visiting foreign markets has always been a hobby of the King of Conquerors, and this wine is all he can find in Fuyuki City. Best wine ever.

"That's because you have no idea what real wine is, bastard."

Gilgamesh stretched out his hand, and a swirl of new colors appeared above his palm. Wei Bo thought it was a sign that he was going to fight without saying a word, and took a few steps back.

But what appeared today was not a powerful Noble Phantasm, but the supreme wine contained in a golden jug.

The other hand took the gorgeous wine cup that fell from another vortex, and threw it to Rider and Saber: "Look at it, and remember, this is the real king's wine." Unlike the two heroic spirits, Gilgamesh handed the remaining two wine glasses to Ye Lan, asking him to pour the wine for him.

After smelling it for a while, Rider knew that the wine in the jug was rare and superb.

If Gilgamesh wanted to drink normally, Yelan would have asked him to pour it himself, but now there are other kings present, he had to give Gilgamesh face, poured the wine obediently and handed it to the king. hand.

The four of them took a sip each, and besides drinking Ye Lan and Wang himself, who had drunk Wang's countless collections, Rider and Saber, who was not good at drinking, couldn't help but praise from the bottom of their hearts: "Oh~delicious!!!"

"Whether it's wine or swords, there are only the highest treasures in my treasury... It seems that this can determine the king's 'character'."

"Archer, your superb wine can only be matched by the cup of treasure; but! Unfortunately, the Holy Grail is different from the wine cup. First of all, you must know what kind of wish you want to entrust the Holy Grail to fulfill, otherwise nothing will happen. way to start."

"Don't go too far, bastard! This has already deviated from the premise of competing for the Holy Grail—it was originally my property, and all the treasures in the world come from my treasure house."

Having said that, Ye Lan tilted her head as if remembering something.

Ah... Holy Grail...?

"So, have you ever owned the Holy Grail? Of course you also know what it really is?" It is said that the Holy Grail is a universal wish machine, but in fact, no one has used it, and they don't know how huge wishes it can fulfill. , Whether there is a limit, Rider is extremely curious.

"I don't know, don't measure me with a bastard's scale."

"The total amount of my treasures even exceeds my own cognitive range, but since it is a treasure, it is very clear that it is one of my treasures... to take out the king's things without authorization, Even a thief has a thick skin."

Saber sneered at his words: "What you said is no different from Caster's nonsense, it seems that he is not the only one who is confused."

"No, no, how should I put it..." At some point, Rider had already drank his second glass of wine: "I can probably guess the real name of this Gympika." , the arrogant tone of claiming to be the only king, and the white-haired gentle princess, there is only one person in history who fits these characteristics, and it is not difficult for Rider to guess.

"...Pfft." At this moment, there was an untimely laughter, but none of the people present could get angry with him.

"Kim, Kim Pika...Ji, ah no, Archer, I didn't expect someone to call you that... Puff hahahahahahaha!" Yelan patted Gilgamesh Irisviel and Saber who didn't know the relationship between the two couldn't help worrying whether he would be sanctioned by the furious king.

To the surprise of the two, Wang just gave Ye Lan an annoyed sideways glance: "You said 'return'?"

"Hahahahaha... Sometimes Enkidu and I also call you this. We have given you many nicknames, such as Zhongerwang, Stupid King, Hahaha, and so on. House King and Street Lamp King." Ye Lan completely forgot the idea of ​​saving face for Gilgamesh at the beginning, and said all these shameful and funny titles in one brain.

"...En, Qi, Du!" Gilgamesh knows Yelan's character well, so he knows that these nicknames definitely did not start from him, but from another person whose surface is pure white but is cut to death. best friend.

"Rider, just because you can see through... the essence of Archer, I agree that you are a great king!"

"Ye, shut up!" Wang finally couldn't help but scolded his beloved.

"Hahahahaha... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you continue..." Ye Lan covered his mouth, but the crooked eyebrows and trembling shoulders were expressing his innermost feelings. Laugh wildly.

Audience: "..." How can they continue with this! The atmosphere is all gone!

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