Humans in Type-Moon, Path of the Heroic Spirit

Chapter 37: The Banquet of the Three Kings (4k)

In the garden of Einzbern Castle.

"Rider, your purpose in hosting this banquet isn't just to attract Archer, right?"

As if he had noticed the tense atmosphere around him, Old Sword looked at Iskandar intently and spoke.

"Hehe, I understand. Although we have formed an alliance, after we deal with Archer, we will inevitably have to fight again."

At this point, Iskandar paused, a hearty smile breaking across his rugged face. "Why not take advantage of this evening's quiet time to compare our respective heroic deeds?"

"Do you mean to compete with me in 'magnanimity'? Rider." After understanding Iskandar's meaning, Old Sword asked in a serious manner.

Finn, who was sitting on the side, raised his eyebrows with interest. Compared with pursuing the Holy Grail by force, he actually preferred this kind of bloodless battle, especially the confrontation between kings, which made the great Irish hero nine points or even ten points interested.

"Yes, you and I both call ourselves 'kings', so why not talk about our magnanimity?"

With a "bang", Iskandar smashed the barrel lid with his fist, and the rich aroma of red wine immediately spread in the air around him.

"As the saying goes, the world belongs to the virtuous, and the same is true of the Holy Grail. Who is truly worthy of being called the 'King of the Holy Grail'? One glance at the contents of the cup will reveal the truth."

Iskandar said as he turned his gaze to Kamiya Yuu beside him, "It's a great honor to have a contemporary hero here to witness this Holy Grail quiz. This trip is well worth it."

"Haha, what about a contemporary hero? I still—"

Noticing that everyone's eyes were on him, Kamiya Yu smiled slightly. He waved his hand and was about to say something when he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"No need to be modest, Zaxiu."

A dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in the courtyard, and Gilgamesh's figure appeared. He was wearing golden armor, and his tone was full of arrogance.

"It's an honor for these bastards to have a hero like you witness this banquet."

"Hmm? Why does this guy's attitude feel a little off..." Hearing Gilgamesh's words, Kamiya Yu looked at him in surprise and couldn't help but think to himself.

"I didn't expect you to choose such a small and suffocating place to hold the 'Feast of the King'. This alone shows how much you are capable of. How do you plan to apologize for making me come all the way here?"

Gilgamesh sat down, his ruby-red eyes looking arrogantly at Iskandar, and said with a stern expression.

"Don't say that. Come on, those who arrive late should have a drink first."

Iskandar just laughed, ignoring Archer's words, and handed the ladle of red wine to Gilgamesh.

I thought Gilgamesh would be irritated by Rider's attitude, but I didn't expect him to simply take the spoon and drink the wine in it.

After all, this is a "challenge" between kings. Since you are the king, it is absolutely impossible for you to refuse this glass of wine.

"--Tsk, what kind of low-grade wine is this? Do you really think you can use this kind of inferior wine to measure the character of a hero?" Gilgamesh said with disgust as he spat out the wine in his mouth.

"Really? But among the wines bought from the local market, this is a very good and fine wine."

Faced with such comments, Iskandar couldn't help but scratch his head, looking a little distressed.

"You think that because you don't know what real good wine is, you lowly bastard."

Gilgamesh scoffed at Rider's explanation, and then the space around him began to twist and spin, with pale golden ripples appearing.

"Look carefully, this is the so-called king of wines."

From this floating space, Gilgamesh took out a set of wine vessels inlaid with gorgeous gems and a golden bottle filled with clear colorless liquid.

Five wine glasses fell in front of everyone one by one, and the golden bottle filled with wine was held in Iskandar's hand.

"Woooooo, it's delicious!"

After filling all the wine glasses on the ground, Iskandar couldn't wait to taste it, and immediately praised with wide eyes.

This fine wine from the Age of Gods is both strong and refreshing, mellow and refreshing. The overly intense taste pleasure overwhelms the sense of smell and even dulls the vision and touch.

After taking a sip of the wine, a slight blush appeared on Kamiya Yu's face. He had to use magic to stabilize his mind to avoid getting drunk on the spot.

For him, who never drinks, such a strong drink is still a bit too much to bear.

"It's amazing! Archer, your wine is truly top-notch. It's not an exaggeration to say that this is wine for gods to drink." After drinking a few glasses of wine, Iskandar exclaimed loudly with a look of delight on his face.

As for this, Old Sword and Finn nodded slightly in acknowledgment, because the transparent wine in the cup was indeed the best in their memory.

"Of course. Whether it's wine or swords, everything in my treasury is the finest—this is the king's taste."

Hearing Rider's praise, Gilgamesh smiled leisurely and shook the wine glass in his hand with satisfaction.

"Although your wine is indeed good, Archer, we are gathered here tonight to hold a hero's feast not just for drinking."

"How about we each discuss what wishes we would like to fulfill after obtaining the Holy Grail?"

Iskandar put down the empty glass in his hand, looked at everyone present with a sharp gaze, and said with a heroic smile, "Then, I will go first."

"My wish for the Holy Grail is to become a human being, to be born into this world once again."

"Reborn with a physical body?" Old Sword was stunned. He didn't expect to hear such a strange wish from the mouth of Iskandar, who was also a king.

"That's right!"

Iskandar raised his clenched fist, a confident smile appeared on his rough face, and he expressed his request very frankly.

"Possessing a body, bursting forth into the heavens and earth, achieving my conquest—that is my path to becoming a king. But now I have no body. This won't work. I can't even take the first step."

"I finally made it to this era. I want to stay here, witness this era with my own eyes, and then conquer the world!"

"I can't stand you, you bastard." After he finished his ambitious statement, Gilgamesh sneered, "Using 'fighting for the Holy Grail' as a premise is already against common sense."

"Oh?" Iskandar was stunned, with a surprised expression, as if he didn't understand what Archer meant.

"To be honest, the Holy Grail originally belonged to this king. If you trace its origins, there is not a single treasure in this world that did not come from this king's treasury."

"Although time has passed and it has been lost from my treasury, I am still its owner."

"So, how can I let a bunch of you rats steal my treasure?"

Gilgamesh's gaze fell on Iskandar and the old sword, and he said with a grim expression.

However, Iskandar acted as if he hadn't noticed the gaze and continued with a grin, "So, what you're saying is that if I want to obtain the Holy Grail, I just need your permission, right?"

"True, but there's no reason for me to bestow treasures upon bastards like you." Gilgamesh sneered, his bright red eyes sharpening. "The only ones who deserve my grace are my subjects and my people."

"However, if any of you wish to submit to me, then I will reward you with one or two cups."

After Gilgamesh said this, the courtyard suddenly fell silent. "That won't do... If that's the case, then we'll have to meet on the battlefield..."

After a while, Iskandar spread his hands and said helplessly.

After all, this is obviously impossible. All the servants present are kings or heroes, so it is naturally impossible for them to submit to others.

"Ah."

Gilgamesh just laughed contemptuously and said nothing.

"But Archer, let's just have a drink first and put the battle off until later."

"Unless of course you don't like the wine I brought."

"Just kidding, with such good wine in front of me, how could I not want to drink it?"

At this moment, Gilgamesh and Iskandar made Old Sword unable to tell whether they were enemies or friends. He just sat there silently watching the two of them.

In the corner, Finn and Kamiya Yu were enjoying the wine while watching the excitement with great interest.

They didn't know when it started, but this banquet turned into a clash of kings. Kamiya Yu and Finn knew they couldn't get a word in, so they just watched the increasingly heated debate quietly.

After a moment, the old sword finally spoke to Gilgamesh, and asked in a serious voice, "Archer, you said that the Holy Grail was once yours. Do you have any evidence?"

"Are you questioning this king, Saber?"

Gilgamesh frowned somewhat unhappily and glanced at the Silver Knight who called himself King Arthur.

"This is merely an inquiry. Although the King of Conquerors seems to have assumed that the Holy Grail originally belonged to you, this statement alone is not enough to convince anyone."

Old Sword shook his head and ignored the might from Gilgamesh. In his opinion, the wishes of the two people in front of him were just selfish desires.

Compared to them, Saber was confident enough to say that the deepest wish hidden in her heart had a higher meaning.

"By the way, Saber, if you obtain the Holy Grail, what kind of wish would you like to make?" Iskandar turned the conversation to the old sword and asked curiously.

"I want to save my hometown and change Britain's fate of destruction."

Before meeting Sajo Ayaka, Arthur Pendragon's wish had never wavered in the slightest. He raised his head, looked firmly at the other two kings, and spoke.

However, Jiu Jian's righteous declaration caused everyone present to fall into silence.

"—I said, King of Knights, I must have heard wrong."

Iskandar finally broke the silence, and for some reason, his face was full of confusion.

"You mean to change fate? In other words, to overturn history?"

"Yes, no matter how difficult a wish is to achieve, it will surely come true as long as you possess the almighty Holy Grail."

Unlike Artoria's wish to have someone else draw the sword, the old sword's wish is to restore his country. He wants to use the Holy Grail to return to Britain and change the fate of his country's destruction.

"Ah, Saber? I want to confirm... the destruction of Britain must have happened during your time, right? During your reign?"

Iskandar asked a few serious questions as if he was confirming something.

"Yes! That's why I can't forgive myself."

"So I was very unwilling and wanted to change the ending because I was the one who caused it..."

Old Sword's eyes were firm, but what he said was true. The demise of Britain did have a lot to do with him.

In the world of Old Sword, except for Merry who is a female nightmare, the other Knights of the Round Table are of normal gender, and there is no reversal or feminization.

However, even so, Lancelot still eloped with Guinevere, and Mordred was born from Morgan's potion that seduced Arthur into incest...

In other words, it is understandable that Altria, as a female King Arthur, has these problems because of her gender, but the old sword is indeed too abstract.

However, after he finished speaking, someone burst into laughter inadvertently.

It was a laugh so vulgar that it disregarded any understanding, as if it had kicked away all etiquette and dignity.

And this twisted laughter came from the mouth of the golden Servant, Gilgamesh.

"Archer, what's so funny?"

Old Sword couldn't help but frown, feeling a little unhappy, but not to the point of anger.

Because he knew clearly that each kingly way was different from the other, and if there was agreement, there would inevitably be opposition.

Therefore, in response to Gilgamesh's insulting laughter, King Arthur controlled his emotions and responded calmly.

"He calls himself a king, praised by all the people, and yet such a person would actually regret it? Hahaha! How can such a thing not make people laugh?"

Gilgamesh ignored the old sword's questioning and said with a delighted smile, "That's amazing, Saber! You're the best clown ever!"

Beside Archer, who was laughing non-stop, Iskandar also frowned, staring at Saber with some displeasure.

"Wait a minute—Knight King, wait a moment. Are you trying to deny the history you created?"

"Exactly. Are you surprised? Is it ridiculous? As a king, the country I dedicated my life to is destroyed. What's wrong with me mourning?"

"Don't you feel any regret for the destruction of your country?" Old Sword stared closely at the two servants who were also kings in front of him and expressed his incomprehension to them.

Finally, he turned his attention to Iskandar and questioned him in a sharp tone.

"Iskander, the empire you founded has finally been split into four parts. Aren't you really unwilling to accept this? Don't you want to save the country again?"

To be honest, when I saw the fragments of Aogane, I was really shocked. Aunt Sakurai is really amazing.

Although Ai Ge is indeed a complete yandere, Jiu Jian is also quite abstract. In my personal opinion, he is very much like a green tea man who is both a playboy and a bitch.

He first deceived a young girl's feelings to realize his wish of restoring his country, but then he was influenced by Ayaka (?), and awakened to backstab others...

Jiu Jian is really a man obsessed with restoring his country. He actually knows something about what Ai Ge did, which was written in the plot where he beat Dou Ba.

But Aunt Sakurai still has to come up with a glorious and positive character and plot at the end...

In short, I can't hold it anymore. If I change my wish, there will not be such an abstract ending.

Of course, this book does not intend to write the plot of Ai Ge. I will not write the same heroine in every book, so please rest assured.

ps: The author’s previous book was “Type-Moon: From Becoming the Eternal King”, and he is not the same author who wrote about Shirou Emiya on the cat side.

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