Vol 3 Chapter 1808: Guided night party

Late at night, around 11 o'clock, somewhere along the riverside of the Unfarkawa River flowing through the city of Dongmu.
"boom!"
Along with a loud bang, an ancient chariot pulled by two black bulls suddenly landed on the ground.
Then, the chariot disappeared, showing a tall, thin and small figure. - It was the day that Ito was seen, conquering King Iskandar and his master Weber Wilvet.
At this time, Weber Vervett, like a frightened woman, clung to the waist of Iskandar and looked pale.
"It's really rude. It's obviously an inviter. I didn't greet the guests at the scene." One hand grabbed Weber's collar and took it away from his waist. The river bank of the object said softly.
"I have said it for a long time, don't come over, don't come over, this is the trap of the enemy, you don't listen, now it's alright." Weber's face was full of dissatisfaction and said loudly.
"Well, for the invitation, as a heroic warrior, there is no reason to refuse." Iskandar said with a look of disappointment.
Only then, Iskandar’s expression moved slightly, and he turned to look into the distance.
Then the next moment, a black cat walked slowly along with the lancer holding the red and gold guns.
"Cat???" noticed that Webber, who appeared in the lancer, followed the turn and looked at it, then cried in amazement.
"Is it a magic?" Then, as if I remembered something, I was not sure.
"It's really a timid guy." Iskandar grinned "lancer. Your hero's name should be crying."
After hearing the ridiculous der of the day, lancer smiled and said nothing.
To be honest, he did not expect that the strength was enough to compete with the spirits. Even after the intrinsic enchantment, it was possible to defeat him. Ito will use this method to participate in the 'night party' held by him. It is too unworthy. His identity is gone. But things have come to this point, lancer can only accept the fate, followed by a hard scalp.
"Conquer the king, come with wine?" At this time, the black cat's mouth is moving. Speaking a voice that sounded a little weird.
"It’s brought with you. But I won’t give you this guy who doesn’t even dare to come.
Iskandar patted the oval-shaped wooden barrel placed next to him.
"It doesn't matter." The black cat whispered.
During the talk, the black cat and lancer came to the vicinity of Iskandar and Weber and stood still.
"Call, call..."
However, at this moment, a while is far and tight. Gradually clear and audible sounds broke through from afar. Then the blue and white light flashed. A saber with a conservative skirt armor appeared next to everyone.
Saber's eyes turned. Looking around, I frowned at the disappointment.
"Welcome." The black cat looked at the saber welcome.
"A good little girl. Are you interested in joining my majesty and becoming my courtier?" Iskandar looked up and down two sabers. A big smile, a big smile.
"Conquer the king, you have to be disappointed. This saber is as embarrassing as you, and is also the king of a country. As a king, she will not be the courtier of other kings, unless it is a defeated." Speaking, the black cat’s face showed a smile like a 'laugh'.
"Oh?" Iskandar heard a sigh of expression and then looked at saber more interested.
Obviously, for the Conqueror, being able to conquer a king is a great achievement worthy of praise. It is worth his effort.
"My name is to conquer King Iskandar. I participated in the Holy Grail War and won the rank of der. You, young saber." Iskandar is full of smiles, but the tone is full of serious self-introduction Road.
"I am the king of the Kingdom of Britain, Altolia Pandragun." Saber replied stunnedly.
"Hey? The king of Britain?" Iskandar, who got the answer, was surprised. "This is too much of a surprise to me. The Cavaliers who are famous all over the world turned out to be a little girl."
"Then try to eat this little girl in your mouth, a sword. Conquer the king." Saber heard the words, flashed a smudge in his eyes, pressed down the body, and put out a set of postures ready to go to war.
"Okay." Iskandar smiled fearlessly, and at the same time pulled out the short sword of the waist sword - the sword of Cyprus was pointed to saber.
For a moment, an urgent atmosphere spread through the field.
"The guests haven't arrived yet, is it really good to destroy this night?" Just as saber and der were ready to go to war, the strange sound of the black cat reappeared in the field again.
"It doesn't matter, this can be regarded as entertainment before the night." Iskandar Haomai, but in terms of the fighting atmosphere, it is still slightly reduced.
"Then I will leave traces of blood on my body." Saber replied without showing weakness.
"It's too bloody, or drink a bar." The black cat interjected.
"Little girl, dare to drink with me?" Iskandar glanced at the black cat and then looked straight at Saber.
"You can call me King Arthur, or Altolia. Call me again with that name and I will let you be taught." Saber said full-bodied.
"Okay, I was rude before." Iskandar smiled. Then the sword of Cyprus was inserted back into the waist sword, and the other hand clenched the fist and punched it on the lid of the barrel.
"boom."
In the next second, the sawdust flew, and a faint scent of wine emerged from the barrel.
Iskandar sat down next to the casks, took a long bucket of buckets from the side of the casks and put a spoonful of wine into the bucket. He took it to his mouth and sipped it. .
Then put the wooden spoon into the bucket again, and then take out a spoonful of bright red wine and hand it to saber.
Saber looked at Iskandar and sat down on the grass on the river bank. Take the wooden spoon and drink the wine from the spoon with the same pride.
Then Iskandar took the spoon that Saber handed back into the bucket and took out a spoonful of wine. However, he did not hand it to the black cat with the spirit of Ito Satoshi, and the lancer standing next to the black cat as if guarding, directly took the spoon to his body and drank it.
This seemingly not deliberate neglect is as if the red naked are saying that they are not qualified enough.
However, no matter whether it is saber or lancer, there is no point in thinking that Iskandar’s behavior is wrong, and it is natural to accept the current development.
"The banquet of the kings..." The black cat whispered with a voice that only he could hear.
After the wine was over 30 years, Iskandal, who handed the wooden spoon to Saber, suddenly said in a very serious tone that "I heard that only qualified people can get the Holy Grail."
In an instant, the surrounding atmosphere is a stagnation. It becomes like a plateau. Webber, who came out of the area, felt a little difficult to breathe.
"And the ceremony of selecting the qualified person is the war in Dongmu. But if you just watch, you don't have to bleed. If you are a spirit, if you can agree with each other's abilities. After that, you don't need me to say Now," Iskander, who ignored the changes around him, continued.
Saber took the wooden spoon unceremoniously. Drinking the drink from the spoon, whispered and asked, "So, first of all, you want to compare with me who is stronger? Day der."
"Exactly. Really contest each other in the name of 'King', but this is not called the 'Holy Grail War', so the 'Holy Cup Q&A' is better... Finally, the Cavaliers and Conquering Wang Zhong, who can Becoming a 'king of the holy grail'? This kind of question is a perfect question to ask for a wine glass." Iskandar's tone is still serious.
"You are excluded." The black cat turned and looked at the lancer next to him.
"That's good, I just need to fight with the winners between them, and then I can win." The lancer was not affected by the things he was excluded from, and he still said with confidence in his tone.
"And, isn't the change now what you want to see?" lancer gambled on saber and der, whispered.
Although it is not obvious, the lancer does feel that everything that is happening now is led by the guy who is temporarily holding the cat skin. Just some don't understand why he did it.
"Ah, let's say there is another person who claims to be a 'king'." Then, Iskandar laughed like a mischief and talked to himself.
"The jokes are here, hybrids." And just as the voice of Iskandar fell, a voice full of screams followed in the field.
Then the golden light flashed, showing a new figure.
The person is about one meter tall and tall. He is slim and wears a golden armor made entirely of gold. His face is beautiful and looks like he is not like human beings. Blonde hair with a golden pendant on her ears. A black lining of the whole body except the armor of the armor, the only bright red cloak hanging behind him, gently swaying under the night wind.
The coming is not someone else. It is the archer of the ancient Uruk, known as the golden jewel, archer, Gilgamesh.
Seeing the coming, Saber's brows wrinkled again.
"There is another one." The black cat smiled.
Gilgamesh did not look at the black cat and the lancer next to him. He walked straight to the side of the day der and saber, and the short stature was sitting on the grass on the river bank.
"It’s really a loss for you to choose such a broken place to feast. It’s a hybrid, it’s just a taste. It’s a special way for me to rush, how can you thank you?
Gilgamesh said coldly.
"Well, although the place is broken, the scenery is not bad, the venue is very open, it is suitable for us to drink and fight." Waiting for the cat's face, Ito Saki talks, handing the wooden spoon with red wine in hand to Gilga Mish's Iskandar said the interface.
"Come, have a drink first."
Gilgamesh heard that he was not surprisingly talking. He reached for the wooden spoon and drank the liquor from the spoon.
"What kind of bad wine is this, actually use this wine to fight between heroes?" Gilgamesh said with a disgusted look.
"Yes? I bought it from the market here, good wine," said Iskandar.
"I think so because you don't understand wine at all, you are a hybrid." Gilgamesh sneaked into the nose. A golden vortex appeared alongside the archer, and a gold bottle with red gems around it spit out and was taken by Gilgamesh on the ground.
"Look, this is the wine of the king."
At the same time, Gilgamesh took out three golden wine glasses that were also inlaid with finely gemstones from the golden vortex, and poured the colorless transparent liquid in the gold bottle into the Iskandar and Saber.
"Oh, I was so touched." Icandahl, who didn't mind Gilgamesh's tone, took the wine glass and took a sip.

Oh, delicious!!
Iskandar’s eyes widened and praised.
This appearance also aroused the curiosity of Saber on the side, and also bowed his head and took a sip. Almost instantaneously, a fragrance and a strong fragrance that was different from what she had drunk and a drink was instantly spread in her heart.
"Great, this is definitely not a human brewed wine. It is God's drink." At this time, the unsatisfied praise of Iskandar once again rang in Saber's ear.
"Of course, whether it is wine or sword, there is only the best thing in my treasure chest - this is the taste of the king." Gilgamesh gently shook his glass of wine and smiled.
The words are full of natural tone.
"Just kidding, archer." But at this moment, Saber's roar suddenly rang.
"Listen to you boasting that the wine is bothering me. You are not like a king, it is like a clown."
"It’s not like a guy who doesn’t even know how to make a wine.
Gilgamesh smiled and looked at Saber, who was full of gunpowder.
"Okay, you two are really bored." Iskandar smiled bitterly. Then twist the head to pick up the previous topic, continue to say ""archer, the best of your wine can only match the cup of the treasure. But unfortunately, the Holy Grail is not used to hold wine. Now we are doing a question about whether or not each has the Holy Grail of the Holy Grail. First you have to tell us why you want the Holy Grail. Archer, you will be the king, to find ways to convince us that you are eligible to receive the Holy Grail. "(To be continued..)