Or, why don’t you find another savior?

Rarely, this nine-foot tall man was stumped by Xi Jian's question and smiled apologetically.

"That's a really painful accusation." Iskandar lowered his head.

"Then you should issue a confession of guilt."

Shiomi continued to complain but did not dwell on the issue. After all, to attempt to hold such an event during the Holy Grail War, even someone as crude as the King of Conquerors should have a deeper purpose.

"So? You came to my house specially to eat and drink. Did something good happen to you?" Xijian asked.

Iskandar, who had not come for this purpose, took the opportunity to show off his master's achievements.

"You may not know this, but my Master was able to find Caster's workshop with just a simple alchemy technique, and I went there to attack him."

"Caster was also conquered?" Shiomi asked.

"No, that guy is not here, otherwise he would have been executed as well." The Conqueror King said calmly.

Weber crossed his arms and took a bite of the sandwich. "It's just a low-brow way of doing things. There's nothing to brag about."

"What do you mean?" Xi Jian raised his eyebrows.

Then Iskandar gave a brief explanation, saying that Waver had used water from different sections of the Miyuan River to detect the residues of the ritual and determined the location of Caster's work. The more he talked, the more embarrassed Waver became. After all, in the eyes of a top magus like Shiomi, he was definitely not worth mentioning.

"Very good." Weber was surprised by Shiomi's evaluation.

"Hahahaha! Look what I'm saying!" Iskandar was quite proud.

"Magicians are too obsessed with magic itself and ignore how to solve problems, which is the real problem." Xi Jian glanced at Weber. He thought about it and still didn't say that he had already eliminated Kenneth's camp.

"Really?" Weber responded suspiciously, but he felt very pleased.

The evaluation system for practical magicians is different after all.

"So, King of Conquerors, what is the purpose of your coming here today?" Shiomi decided to get to the point.

Iskandar never started eating or pouring wine into everyone's glasses. He was obviously waiting for something.

"Of course it's 'battle'. There's no need to resort to weapons or Noble Phantasms. Instead, we should raise our glasses and ask Saber and Berserker, no, the King of Knights and Morgan, what your respective 'kingly bearings' are."

It seems that Iskandar already knows the real names of the two people. It is unknown whether he figured it out from somewhere or someone from other camps deliberately leaked the information behind the scenes.

After all, Assassin is still operating in secret, and even Shiomi can't guard against him.

But this is all secondary; the problem lies in another point.

"I am indeed the king, but...how could my sister..." Altria knew that Morgan had never been king from beginning to end.

"No, Knight King. The one in front of you has indeed become the king, but you may not know it." Iskandar said seriously. He was quite confident in his own judgment and would never make a mistake.

Morgan just smiled indifferently. "I have indeed reigned as the Queen of Winter. I will not refuse the challenge you have handed me."

The Queen of Winter is a title not recorded in any legend.

Hearing this self-introduction, Xi Jian was slightly surprised, but his face remained expressionless.

"In other words, you want to start with the contest between the heroic spirits against each other. If all parties accept each other's abilities, the answer will naturally appear, right?" Shiomi quickly understood the King of Conquerors' intention.

Iskandar was delighted. "You are really smart. How about you be the host of this Holy Grail Quiz?"

"Huh?" Xi Jian was puzzled, "Why should I be this kind of--"

"No need to be modest, God-killer." Gilgamesh appeared from the courtyard with dazzling golden light. He was not wearing the golden armor, but a white shirt with snake-skin pattern pants and white leather shoes. The golden ornaments on his wrists and neck still revealed his luxurious demeanor. "It is indeed worthy for me to sit down and listen to the bastards' nonsense when a guy like you is hosting the banquet."

“……” Shiomi began to feel that things were moving in an incomprehensible direction.

Whether it was the "Holy Grail Question" or the way Gilgamesh addressed him.

The only thing that is certain is that there will definitely be no war in this courtyard tonight.

Chapter 45: Special Banquet

However, he did not expect that even Gilgamesh was invited. Shiomi had no doubt that this was another act of Iskandar's will.

"I never thought you would choose such a small and suffocating place to hold the 'Feast of Kings'. This alone shows how incompetent you are. How are you going to apologize for bothering me to come all the way here?" Although Gilgamesh sat down, his bright red eyes looked directly at the King of Conquerors with arrogance.

Rider just laughed, ignoring the remark, and opened the wine barrel, pouring wine into the goblet that Shiomi brought.

"Don't say such a spoilsport. You insisted on coming here by yourself and are late, so of course you have to drink first." He picked up the glass and handed it to Gilgamesh.

Although the King of Heroes looked unfriendly and like he could be angered by any words, he took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp without saying a word.

This is a "challenge". Since he is the king, there is no way he can refuse this glass of wine.

Apparently Gilgamesh recognized this and intended to dominate everyone else at this "feast."

"...Tsk, what kind of lousy wine is this? Can you use something like this to measure a hero's ability?"

As he spoke, the space beside Gilgamesh twisted and a golden door appeared, but what emerged from it was not a weapon, but a golden wine vessel.

The wine vessel slowly fell to the ground. At this time, Gilgamesh had taken out five more wine glasses.

The King of Conquerors apparently understood the intention at once, and in addition to the four Servants, he also poured a glass for Shiomi, who had fighting power comparable to that of the Servants.

Gilgamesh's wine was strong and refreshing, mellow and refreshing. The overly strong taste masked the sense of smell and even dulled the sense of sight and touch.

This forced Xi Jian to pinch his brows and use his magic power to stabilize his mind so as not to get drunk immediately - he never drank alcohol, and such strong alcohol was a little beyond his tolerance.

"Is there no lighter drink?" Shiomi complained, "Uruk beer should be quite light."

Gilgamesh smiled leisurely, "In my treasury there are only supreme treasures, whether it is fine wine or swords. As for beer, which is a specialty of my rule, you can find it yourself if you want to drink it."

"..." Xi Jian underestimated Gilgamesh's unreasonableness, so he changed the subject, "Forget it, since you want me to be the host, I guess no one else can satisfy you. So I'll just do it for once."

He raised his glass and looked at the four servants across the rim.

“Then let me ask you all, to participate in the Holy Grail War, you must have a wish placed on the Holy Grail, and only then will you respond to the Master’s call and come.” When Shiomi said this, his eyes fell on Morgan.

He felt that this was a very clever opportunity to listen to Morgan's real intentions and get a glimpse of her true origins.

The identity of the witch of Britain... is probably not enough to explain the facts.

"You got the premise wrong, God-killing (神殺し)." Gilgamesh said, "Using the premise of 'fighting for the Holy Grail' is already against common sense."

Shiomi was stunned. Now that his real name had been exposed, it was true that Gilgamesh was not talking nonsense.

"Is that so? But no matter how you look at it, this Holy Grail is not the Great Grail of Uruk." Shiomi narrowed his eyes and pointed out, "Then it must not exist in your treasure house, Hero King."

"This planet is my courtyard, and everything in it belongs to me." This was Gilgamesh's only response.

"Then there's nothing to talk about." Xi Jian exclaimed.

At this time, Iskandar smiled and continued, "In other words, King of Heroes, if I want to obtain the Holy Grail, I must have your permission?"

"There is no reason for me to give treasures to bastards like you." Gilgamesh smiled, his bright red eyes glaring fiercely. "Only my subjects and the people can accept my favor. If any of you want to submit to me, I can give you one or two of those cups as rewards."

This is obviously impossible. All the servants present are kings and they will definitely not submit to others.

"So what is your purpose in participating in the Holy Grail War, King of Heroes?" asked Shiomi.

"Of course, I'm punishing the thieves who intend to steal my treasure." At this point, the Hero King fixed his eyes firmly on Shiomi, "But you are different, God Slayer. You are different from the bastards that are everywhere in this era. You are worth seeing. If you can pass my trial, the Holy Grail can also be rewarded to you."

Shio Jian frowned slightly, "From just now on, I was yelling 'God-killer, God-killer'. I don't remember ever killing a god. I also have my own name."

“Oh…” The Hero King showed a playful smile, but he undoubtedly did not intend to change his words, let alone explain the reason, “Then I will call you the God Slayer King, hahahaha!”

Although everyone else present also found it very strange and wanted to find out the truth. After all, a mortal who killed gods is still alive in this era... It is equivalent to a living heroic spirit.

Unfortunately, those who knew the situation had no intention of revealing more information, so there was no way to investigate further.

Ignoring Gilgamesh's wild laughter, Shiomi turned away and left the right to speak to the King of Conquerors.

In response to his gaze, the heroic Iskandar rarely looked embarrassed, "Get the body. What I want is the body."

Waver was so surprised by the answer that no one could have expected that he could not help but scream out loud. He rushed to Rider and asked:

"You, you, you! Didn't you say your wish was to conquer the world—Awaaaaaaaa!"

Weber was hit on the forehead by Iskandar and rolled backwards onto the grass.

“To obtain a body…” Shiomi was surprised that she did not feel strange, but immediately understood the other party’s purpose. “It is not to realize the wish through the Holy Grail, but to obtain the conditions for realizing the wish through the Holy Grail…”

"You understand a lot." Iskandar praised with a laugh.

But Xijian just looked away and drank in silence.

He didn't understand Iskandar, but he did learn all kinds of things from a queen. Even though it was a dead country, that person never gave up his position as the queen.

Just by looking at that person, Shiomi fully understood what kind of existence the "King" was.

“Do you want to take my treasure just for this reason?” Gilgamesh asked.

"Of course! I hold my head high and face the world with my own unique body. This is the act of 'conquering'... Taking action, moving forward, and achieving my goals like this is my domineering way! But now I don't even have my own body, so I can't even take the first step!"

Listening to Iskandar's speech, several servants showed different degrees of seriousness on their faces.

The King of Heroes looked at Iskandar with a serious and murderous gaze, "I have made my decision, Rider. I will execute you personally."

Chapter 46 Hero King, take the blame.JPG

Apparently, the King of Heroes has begun to regard Iskandar as the real enemy in this Holy Grail War.

The King of Conquerors didn't care at all. He just continued to smile and enjoy this ordinary banquet like the King of Heroes.

She was about to let Morgan speak, but when Shiomi's gaze had just turned halfway, she spoke first:

"I have no desire to be entrusted to the Holy Grail."

"What?" Altria was shocked.

Iskandar and Gilgamesh also showed varying degrees of surprise, while Waver and Irisviel could hardly believe that there would be a Servant without a wish.

Morgan, who didn't care about other people's opinions, said in an ambiguous way: "If I must say, I got what I wanted when I came to this Holy Grail War. The act of chasing the Holy Grail is just a response to the hard work of my Master and my husband."

The words sound full of contradictions, as if they were lies that could be exposed at any time.

But no one questioned it.

Although Morgan didn't say what she wanted, she didn't lie.

"Haha... Could it be that what you want is the host of tonight's banquet?" Iskandar made a joke.

Mysterious and unpredictable, it was hard for him to evaluate this witch, but her kingly bearing was not false.

Morgan swirled his glass and took another sip, "Ren's guess is correct, King of Conquerors."

She turned her eyes and glanced at Altria who was eating silently beside her.

"It seems that you have always been curious about my purpose, but unfortunately. Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need for me to reveal everything." Morgan looked at Altria with sarcasm, "In this case, will you still confess your wishes to others?"

Altria put down the food in her hand. Although she seemed to be enjoying the food at the banquet, her mood did not waver, nor did she forget the purpose of tonight.

"Well, tell me about it?" Morgan spoke calmly, as if replacing Shiomi's seat as host.

Shiomi, feeling relaxed, listened silently.

"My wish is to save my hometown. I want to use the almighty wish machine to change the fate of Britain's destruction."

Her righteous declaration silenced everyone present.

"But Britain was destroyed during your reign, with the end of your last battle." Shiomi raised an eyebrow, breaking the silence and asking the Knight King.

"That's why I feel regretful and want to change the ending! It's all because of me..."

Before he finished speaking, Gilgamesh let out a twisted laugh, "Hey, did you hear that, Rider? You call yourself a king, and are worshipped as a king by the people, but you regret it, hahahaha!"

Rider had a serious expression and did not make any statement. Altria felt insulted and a hint of anger appeared on her face. She was about to refute the King of Heroes' attitude, but someone spoke first.

"It is indeed worthy of ridicule, but are you really in a position to ridicule, Hero King?"

Morgan suddenly spoke, but suddenly turned his spearhead towards Gilgamesh, causing the Golden King's laughter to stop abruptly, and was followed by an unhappy murderous look.

Gilgamesh, who was self-centered, would not accept criticism from anyone. He looked at Morgan coldly:

"You must have prepared your defense for saying such a thing, fairy of paradise. Even if you are innocent, you are guilty of the crime of treason and deserve death."

Facing the murderous aura of thousands of troops approaching, Morgan remained as steady as a rock.

"Don't be so anxious. This is a long story. Please listen patiently and then consider whether this is the case, Hero King." Morgan put down his wine glass and glanced at everyone.

Altria was the most confused guest at the table at the moment.

She never thought that the princess would defend herself, let alone think that... she would put the blame for the destruction of Britain on the heroic king whom Altria had only heard of in legends before.

"What exactly do you want to say, Morgan..." she tried to ask.