The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 216 Unexpected Encounter

In a Chinese restaurant with a distinctly Chinese style, warm yellow lighting creates a cozy and comfortable atmosphere.

The wooden tables and chairs exude a faint fragrance, and exquisite Chinese landscape paintings hang on the walls, making one feel as if they are in an ancient Eastern country.

Wes, along with Matou Kariya and Matou Sakura, were sitting at a clean and tidy dining table, quietly waiting for the food to be served.

It is said that the chefs here are genuine Chinese.

This news made Wes even more excited about the food that was about to be served.

"Is it really okay to be so relaxed? Aren't you afraid of being ambushed?"

Kariya Matou cautiously observed his surroundings, his eyes filled with unease. His body was slightly tense, ready to deal with any potential danger at any moment.

His hand unconsciously went to his waist, where his weapon was hidden.

"Don't worry," Wes said, flipping through the menu. "My appearance hasn't been exposed, and everyone around us is under my surveillance, so let's enjoy the food."

His voice was full of confidence and composure, as if everything was under his control.

Kariya Matou was still unable to fully relax; his whole body remained tense.

His eyes scanned his surroundings constantly, not missing a single suspicious sign.

His heart was filled with worry. This Holy Grail War was full of danger and uncertainty, and he didn't know what would happen next.

Sakura Matou held a drink in her hand and swung her legs.

Her eyes were full of curiosity and excitement, and she was very interested in everything around her.

In the past two days, she has gradually regained some of her childlike liveliness and has become more energetic.

The dishes were served quickly. Wes looked at the presentation of the dishes and smelled them.

"Great wok hei (the smoky aroma imparted by a hot wok)!" Wes said, picking up his chopsticks with satisfaction, his eyes full of admiration. "Eat it while it's hot!"

Wes picked up a slice of twice-cooked pork. You could see that the chef had excellent knife skills; each slice of meat was cut to an even thickness.

The slices of meat glistened enticingly under the light, making one's mouth water.

The aroma of fermented soybeans continuously stimulated Wes's taste buds, and a rich fragrance filled his mouth.

Wes ate the slices of meat mixed with white rice one after another with great relish.

In no time, Wes finished off a plate of stir-fried garlic sprouts and pork belly.

Weiss was still not satisfied.

"Boss, another one!" Wes shouted.

"Yes!" came the boss's enthusiastic voice from the kitchen.

Seeing the two people staring in disbelief, Wes laughed and said, "Don't just stand there and start eating!"

Wes scooped a spoonful of Mapo Tofu onto the rice, the bright red soybeans soaking into the rice and emitting an enticing aroma.

In no time, Wes finished three bowls of rice.

[His appetite has also increased after his body was strengthened.] He thought to himself with a sense of accomplishment.

An hour later, the table was piled high with plates and bowls.

Wes took a sip of tea, ignoring the curious stares of those around him.

Matou Kariya quickly paid the bill and left the restaurant.

Sakura Matou stared wide-eyed at Wes's flat stomach with curiosity.

She tilted her head, trying to imagine what kind of magical space was inside Wes's stomach that could hold so much food.

"Let's get out of here quickly, you've attracted too much attention," Matou Kariya said anxiously, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.

Now he sees everyone as an enemy, and every passerby is a potential threat in his eyes.

His body tensed slightly, ready to deal with any potential danger.

His heart was filled with unease, and the Holy Grail War made him extra vigilant.

Wes, on the other hand, was quite relaxed, with a faint smile on his face, seemingly oblivious to everything around him.

"It's broad daylight and we're on the street; no one would choose to make a move at this time." His voice was calm and confident.

One rule of the Holy Grail War is that it cannot affect ordinary people; everything is done in secret.

The heroic spirits will choose secluded places to fight in order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

"Even so, we still need to be careful..." Matou Kariya rambled on like a mother hen.

His tone was full of worry, and he kept reminding Wes and Matou Sakura to be careful.

However, Weiss ignored it.

Among the crowd, a woman with white and blonde hair stood out.

Their beauty and charisma are impossible to ignore; they are like two dazzling pearls shining in the crowd.

"Irisviel von Einzbern!" Kariya Matou exclaimed, his voice filled with surprise and shock.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

He never expected to encounter other Masters here.

The two women turned to look at him immediately, their eyes filled with doubt and wariness.

"Who are you?"

Artoria shielded Alice behind her, her eyes filled with vigilance.

"Be careful, this person must be your Master."

Her voice was steady and powerful, full of vigilance.

In order to hold the Holy Grail War, all other magicians in Fuyuki City were eliminated, leaving only the seven Masters who would participate in the Holy Grail War.

Only the other Masters could reveal Alice's full name.

Before the Holy Grail War, Matou Kariya was just an ordinary person who was careless for a moment.

The correct approach would be to pretend not to recognize them and instead follow and ambush them.

Kariya Matou deeply regretted his rash actions.

Wes placed his hand firmly on Matou Kariya's shoulder, with just the right amount of pressure, soothing Kariya without putting him under any pressure.

"Relax, now is not the time to act." Wes's voice was calm and steady, like a tranquil lake that could soothe the turmoil in people's hearts.

At this time, the streets were bustling with pedestrians, creating a lively and lively atmosphere.

The two groups stood facing each other across the crowd, the air seemingly frozen.

Artoria's eyes were fixed on Wes, her gaze filled with vigilance and inquiry.

What is his class? This question kept swirling in her mind.

She tried to find clues from Wes to determine his strength and level of threat.

"You want to fight?" Wes asked casually.

However, a subtle glint flickered in his eyes—a glint of confidence and composure.

"There can only be one victor." Artoria's expression was serious, her voice firm and powerful, full of determination.

"Indeed, a battle is inevitable," Wes said, a confident smile playing on his lips. "I don't mind; you choose a place."

He challenged Artoria.

Wes's confidence put a lot of pressure on the two women, who felt his powerful aura.

(End of this chapter)