Entertainment to the death, make a tokusatsu film that will crush the entire internet.

The latest anime from the Land of Light, "Fate/Zero," is currently airing.

From the day the news was released, this work was destined to take an unconventional path.

Fate/Zero made its stance clear from the very beginning.

This work doesn't tell fairy tales or stories of passionate teenagers growing up; it tells the story of adult choices and the costs behind those choices.

Seven chosen magicians, seven heroic spirits summoned from history and legend, a battle for the Holy Grail, the prize for granting any wish.

Kiritsugu Emiya, representing the Einzbern family, one of the three founding families, initiated the summoning ritual with the wish of "purifying the world of evil and saving all living beings."

Under the moonlight, the light from the magic circle illuminated his almost expressionless face.

Meanwhile, in other corners of the world, six other Masters also completed their summoning at their respective bases.

Seven heroic spirits have crossed time and space to arrive, and seven masters have stepped onto the battlefield with their own wishes.

The Holy Grail War has officially begun.

In another place.

The Holy Grail War's overseer, Risei Kotomine, arranged for him to become a disciple of Tokiomi Tohsaka and secretly facilitated a secret alliance between the two.

Kotomine Risei's logic is very straightforward.

Tokiomi Tohsaka is a gentleman and a highly skilled magician.

Rather than letting the Holy Grail fall into the hands of evil people, we should join forces to obtain it.

Although doing so violates the principle of fair competition.

But compared to the catastrophic consequences that could result from the Holy Grail being taken by someone with malicious intent, this procedural flaw is insignificant.

After carefully studying the information of the other Masters, the two reached the same conclusion.

Kiritsugu Emiya is the most threatening opponent on the field.

Kiritsugu also considered it the biggest uncertainty on the field.

Two men who had never met before, separated by most of Fuyuki City, had already put each other at the top of their kill priority list.

To date, ten episodes of Fate/Zero have been aired.

Each episode garners tens of millions of views.

On a well-known film and television rating website, Fate/Zero received an initial score of 9.8.

In the comments section, some fans compiled statistics on the special effects and content density of each of the first ten episodes and came to a conclusion.

"The production budget that Land of Light spent on this film is probably enough to make three regular-sized TV anime."

Today is the broadcast date of the eleventh episode.

The hashtag #FateZeroEpisode11# firmly holds the top spot.

"It's here! It's here! Fate episode 11 is here!!"

"Beer and peanuts are ready, cola and fried chicken are on the way! Judging from the preview, this episode is the King's Feast!! Three kings are sitting together drinking and chatting. I'm already getting a brain orgasm just from seeing the preview screenshots!!"

"Gilgamesh, my destined husband!! I can open any treasure chest at will, today is another day I'm moved to tears by Gilgamesh's handsomeness!!"

"Then I'll take Rin with me. I love this kind of tsundere young lady with twin tails. I've watched her grow up, and she's perfectly captured every age."

"Saber is my wife, no one can take her away! The Saber is still the most beautiful in the whole series today!"

"Mrs. Irisviel, I love you!! Even though you are Kiritsugu's wife, it doesn't stop me from loving you!!"

"Enough said, let's kill that old bastard Matou Reiken first! He bullied my cute Sakura, I'm going to Fuyuki City to solo him!"

"Gun in hand, come with me! All those child abusers, die!"

The style of the comments has veered off course from serious plot discussions and gone in an indescribable direction.

And this is just the pre-broadcast hype.

The real show begins the moment the main feature starts.

Episode 11 was released on time.

Saber stood under the veranda, having just finished her patrol for the day.

As the King of Knights, protecting her Master is her duty, even though her Master, Kiritsugu Emiya, almost never speaks to her.

A muffled rumble of thunder rolled in from afar, growing louder and louder as it approached.

Saber cautiously gripped the hilt of the invisible sword, but she quickly realized that it was not thunder.

That was the sound of hooves.

Two mighty war oxen pulled a chariot as they swooped down from the clouds in the sky.

A burly, red-haired giant stood on the vehicle, holding the reins in his right hand and carrying an oak barrel that was half a person's height in his left.

Iskandar, the Conqueror King, is a Rider-class Servant in the Fourth Holy Grail War.

"Saber!"

Rider's voice boomed, "I've come to have a drink with you!"

Saber was stunned.

This knight king, who never backed down on the battlefield, was at a loss for how to deal with an opponent who came to his door carrying a barrel of wine.

Rider, however, didn't think there was anything wrong with him showing up at someone's door in the middle of the night carrying a barrel of liquor.

In the courtyard, Rider and Saber sat facing each other.

Besides the barrel of wine, Rider also carried a wooden wine ladle off the chariot.

He didn't want to fight; he just wanted to talk to the other kings about who was more deserving of the Holy Grail.

If the issue can be resolved through negotiation, there's no need for a life-or-death struggle.

Before long, golden particles began to gather in the air.

A person emerged from the void.

Archer, the hero-king Gilgamesh, his golden armor gleaming in the night.

"Enough of this nonsense, you bastard."

Rider completely ignored his taunts. "You're late, Archer! Punish yourself with a drink first!"

Archer picked up the wine spoon, brought it to his lips, and took a sip.

"Pah! What kind of cheap stuff is this? You think this kind of thing can be used to measure a hero?"

Rider scratched the back of his head and gave an embarrassed smile.

"Is that so? This is already the best wine I can buy in the local market. I went to several stores to find it."

"Miscellaneous cultivator".

Archer seemed amused by this remark, a slight smile playing on his lips, and his right hand tapped the air beside him.

A golden wine jug and three golden wine cups slowly emerged, "Let me show you what real wine is."

The amber-colored liquid poured from the golden jug and fell into the glass the instant it reached the glass.

The air in the entire courtyard was permeated with a rich aroma of wine.

Rider picked up his glass, took a sip, and his large, bell-like eyes widened suddenly.

"Excellent wine!"

He did not hide his surprise and admiration.

At this moment, the distinction between high and low taste needs no words to judge.

With just a pot of wine, Archer declared his rank to the two kings present.

But Rider was not swayed by his fine wine.

"The wine is good, but you have to understand, the Holy Grail is not a wine glass."

His tone remained hearty and unrestrained, but the sharpness in his words could no longer be concealed.

Arche shook his head. "No, I don't value the Holy Grail much. I don't even know what it looks like, but all the treasures in the world belong to me, and the Holy Grail must be among them."

He swirled the golden goblet in his hand, his tone carrying an air of self-righteous arrogance.

"Thieves who dare to steal treasures from me shall naturally be severely punished."

"However, if you are willing to submit to me, rewarding you with a cup or two is not a big deal."

Rider looked as if he had spotted some interesting rare or exotic creature.

Why do you have this idea?

He was genuinely curious.

"This law is the law that I, as king, have promulgated."

Archer answered without hesitation.

If you break the law, I will punish you; there is no room for negotiation.

Rider was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

He slapped his thigh hard and pointed at Archer, saying, "Gilgamesh, you really do have the air of a king!"

He was Iskandar, the conqueror king, a man who once led a massive army across Eurasia.

He had met countless monarchs, killed countless monarchs, and was called an enemy by countless monarchs.

In his long career of conquest, there were very few people who could make him personally admit that he had the demeanor of a king.

But he quickly stopped smiling and changed the subject.

"However, I will not submit. Since you refuse to hand over the Holy Grail, I will have no choice but to take it by force."

Weber and Irisviel, who had been standing to the side and hadn't dared to speak, both gasped in shock.

I thought this place was about to become a battlefield for a Servant war.

But the atmosphere between the two kings didn't seem like they were about to fight.

There was no murderous intent in their eyes; instead, there was a mutual respect unique to kings.

Even if we really have to take action, we should wait until we finish this pot of wine.

This is the king's tacit understanding.

Just then, a voice broke the brief silence.

"Conqueror King, you acknowledge that the Holy Grail rightfully belongs to someone else, so why did you still choose to seize it by force?"