[Comprehensive] Why am I not dead yet?

The deep forest of Einzbern at night is dark and quiet, deep and far away, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance. On the land sealed by the enchantment, there is only the soul-stirring darkness.

The maid who was brought from Germany to clean the castle had already returned home early to avoid suspicion. Apart from the owner, there was no one in the castle. Numerous empty rooms and long corridors filled with cold moonlight made this place gloomy. The dark castle is extraordinarily lonely and cold.

Emiya Kiritsugu did not stay here in order to investigate information, but left the castle with Maiya to investigate in the city. The strongest servant Artoria and the son Fu who lived for more than two thousand years remained in the castle. Su, let such two strong men guard the vital Lesser Holy Grail, Emiya Kiritsugu naturally has no reason to worry about the rear.

Even so, Irisviel still had the urge to sigh.

"Why do you look like you're moaning?" Arturia asked softly, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"Ah, it's not." Irisviel shook her head, she hesitated for a while and said in a low voice: "I'm just a little worried."

"Kiritsugu will be fine, don't worry." The girl looked into the distance, and said in a calm tone: "I know the teacher's temperament—since we are on the same front, as long as we don't touch her bottom line, most situations will be fine." She won't embarrass anyone."

Her connivance has almost no bottom line, but in a sense, it means that this person's ruthless speed is terrifying. Artoria clearly remembers how that person lightly executed the traitor before he had time to reveal his rebellious heart. , Facing the pleading voices of the person who had no real evidence and countless knights, she still did not hesitate when she struck, with a calm posture as if she was brushing off the dust from the hem of her clothes.

And she won't care about other people's eyes because of that cruelty, which is completely opposite to the noble and pure elves. Too many people use this as an excuse to try to get King Arthur to expel the fairy of the lake standing in the court from the card. Melot.

——I don't care what other people think of me, whether it's a witch or an elf, the emperor guarding the royal city or the culprit who brought the country down, I just do what I want... But, will Lily hate me for that? , Hate my self-assertion for not listening to others?

——No teacher, never.

Freed from the shackles of the holy sword, the king who has grown into a bright beauty smiled gently at the beautiful elf bathed in the sun and shook his head.

Dear teacher, even if you choose to kill me one day, if you want to kill me without any reason, I will not resent you.

The elf smiled softly.

At that moment, King Arthur thought, ah, this is the reason why I have no regrets.

——In order for this smile to remain by my side forever, I am willing to endure all the suffering and torture of betrayal.

Artoria withdrew from her memories, and the night wind brushed her soft cheeks, giving off a refreshing coolness that made people calm down.

"but……"

"but?"

Irisviel was a little puzzled when Arturia spoke suddenly. The girl opened her mouth just as she was about to say something, when she suddenly heard a loud thunder in the sky in the distance. Feeling the sudden impact of the other party's forcible breakthrough of his own enchantment on the magic circuit in his body——!

Irisviel flickered, and was supported by Artoria, who immediately condensed her arms. She didn't have time to say thank you at the moment. She looked at the lightning flashing in the distance with a look of astonishment, and exclaimed: "Are you kidding! Head-on breakthrough?"

"Fusu is in front, there shouldn't be a big problem," Artoria frowned even after saying this, "Let's go and have a look."

Irisviel nodded, followed Saber's footsteps and rushed towards the entrance - that's where the last wall-breaking noise came from!

"Hey! Where are you, King of Knights! I came here specially to find you, don't hide and come out to meet you!"

There was a rough and unrestrained voice from a man in the hall. There was no doubt that it was Iskandar, the Conqueror who had met in the seaside battle earlier. He rushed to the hall, and Artoria, who was fully armed and holding a golden sword, just stopped. When I said the first sentence, I was shocked by the other party's dress.

…Iskandar, the majestic king of conquerors, a theoretically noble and sacred ancient heroic spirit, wearing cheap and ordinary T-shirts and jeans that are only available in this era, Artoria was stunned by his natural and casual appearance.

"Oh, why don't you wear that overly serious armor! It's rare to come to this world, don't you plan to try the clothes of this era?" The King of Conquerors arched his arm muscles, and the thin and fragile clothes stretched tightly on the big man. Weber, who was paying the bill, was terrified at the sight of the muscular arm, and couldn't help screaming: "Idiot! I don't have the money to buy you a second set!!!"

"Oh...you really are a strict little Master." The Conqueror King Iskandar had to curl his lips and put down his arms, but he still didn't forget to wave to Artoria over there: "Relax, relax, come find me You are just drinking, what are you doing with a weapon, such incomprehensible ruthlessness is not a good name for a knight."

Looking at the oak barrel he gathered together, even Irisviel hesitated.

"...Are you really here to drink?"

"Even if it's really drinking, it's okay, it's better to say that this ending is quite interesting." Fusu's voice rang out not far away. It was clear that when the King of Conquerors broke in, he didn't even stop him to watch the excitement all the way: "The visitor doesn't have a murderous look on his body, but he is full of fighting spirit. He should have some thoughts, but it has nothing to do with fighting... Although this The guy's behavior is still not a gentleman after getting rid of the smell of blood, but this way of drinking and meeting friends is very pleasant to me."

Artoria frowned slightly, dissatisfied with Fusu's move: "If he is really hostile..."

But the other party didn't care about this, and said indifferently: "After all, the Holy Grail War is your business. I said that I want to join forces with you for a reason, but judging from the development of the current situation, this Holy Grail War has nothing to do with me. Too many relationships, since I have no direct interest, why should I make a move?"

"Relax, relax, what are you doing with such a serious face!" The most calm person present was the invader King Conqueror, who laughed and said, "Do you have a courtyard suitable for banquets here? This castle is shabby and It's full of dust, it's really not suitable for a banquet venue."

Facing such an opponent, Artoria also completely lost her fighting spirit. She sighed and put away her weapon.

"There is a garden in the backyard, come with me."

Irisviel watched the King of Conquerors leaving behind the King of Knights one after the other, and looked at Fusu with a calm expression in a little helplessness.

"This is also a kind of king's banquet. A battle that loses the smell of blood can also be counted as a battle." Fu Su patiently said to her: "Probably because the place is changed and this is the background of the Holy Grail War. His style of acting seems a bit strange...but this is also the charm of ancient heroic spirits. Let your husband do such a thing, I'm afraid it's completely incomprehensible, not to mention...he was poisoned in the wine at the beginning."

Irisviel immediately wanted to refute, but she couldn't find a word to refute after choking for a long time, so she simply turned around and followed Artoria.

Fusu shrugged and raised his heels.

The Conqueror laughed.

***

——Holy Grail Questions and Answers.

——The King's Banquet.

The two kings sat on the ground, asking and answering questions about the winner of the Holy Grail. There was no gorgeous wine bottle, so they used a long bamboo spoon. After the two drank each other solemnly, the conqueror suddenly raised his head and looked in one direction : "Speaking of which, there is also a self-proclaimed king here."

"—End the joke, bastard."

A golden-haired hero with a handsome appearance like a god walked out of the golden brilliance. He folded his arms and stared at the other two ancient kings indifferently. On the face, blocking his appearance.

Although he wasn't afraid of Gilgamesh in front of him, he didn't want to waste too much unnecessary effort fighting him here.

And the golden heroic spirit seemed to have no intention of destroying the king's banquet. He sat down with him, took the long spoon full of wine from Iskandar, and drank it down in one gulp.

Then, the golden king frowned, and said with a look of disgust: "What kind of inferior wine is this, and you dare to use it to fight heroes?"

"—If so, would you like to taste my wine?"

Another clear voice that no one present had heard suddenly resounded, and the shards of light condensed into a human figure. A handsome man in a simple royal robe stood there, as if he didn't care at all that he was standing in a courtyard with many heroic spirits. As if in the face, his expression is still calm, even with a faint smile.

Fusu was shocked all over, and suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of the sound! ! !

Iskandar raised his eyebrows and showed an interested smile: "Oh, it seems that there are new guests."

"Don't make that expression." The visitor smiled and sat in the last vacant seat. The four kings formed four corners. The smile on the corner of the later one's mouth was light and gentle, but the majesty around him was still not to be underestimated. watch for.

Gilgamesh:"……"

"Here is the identity of the king, who are you?"

"Because there are other heroic spirits other than No. 7 servants, the rank of adjudicator lowered by the judgment of the Holy Grail is my current identity. I don't belong to any party's forces, I only belong to myself."

The man replied calmly.

"—and I am not a king, but the First Emperor."