I'm a druid in Type Moon

The deafening rumble shattered the silence of the night. Not only that, the intense load on Irisviel's magic circuits nearly caused her to faint in the corridor.

Altria, who was standing nearby, immediately reached out to support her. Lin En also stood up, frowning as he looked towards the forest outside the window.

"Is it Rider? What is he doing here?"

Before the figure arrived, the heroic voice had already reached the ears of everyone present.

"Hey, Knight King! I came here specially to see you, why don't you come out quickly?"

The other party seemed to have entered the main gate. As Lin En expected, the voice shouting in the hall was indeed the King of Conquerors Iskandar. The rough voice was a little out of tune, and it sounded long and drawn out, not like he was here to provoke a fight.

Altria had already changed into silver-white armor and rushed out first, followed by Lin En, who wanted to see what Rider was doing. As long as Caster was still alive, Lin En would not allow the Holy Grail War to restart.

In the big square in front of the castle, the Overlord driving his chariot just stood there carefree.

The End of Ideals: Chapter 46: The Beginning of the Banquet

Boss Rider grinned unceremoniously, showing his white teeth, and at the same time lazily twisted his neck, making a rattling sound.

"Oh, Saber. I heard you built a castle, so I came to take a look - but this castle is really shabby, huh?"

"And what's the situation in that yard? It seems like a war has just happened. I think I saw the figure of a tree man. Do you have druids here?"

“Rider, you…”

Saber called out with a stern face, but the scene before her was too confusing for her to continue. Instead, Rider showed a suspicious expression and frowned.

"What's wrong, Saber? Have you forgotten the challenge I issued to you?"

Irisviel looked at Saber who was ready for battle. Was she going to duel here?

Saber also understood what Irisviel meant and quickly shook her head. She did not remember agreeing to Rider's invitation.

Lin En, who was standing at the back, seemed to have finally remembered something. He quickly stood at the front and looked at Rider and said:

"I see. The King of Conquerors is here to drink with the King of Knights, right?"

Saber also remembered this incident after hearing this. It seemed that Rider had mentioned it during lunch, but at that time she and Lin En thought that it was just Rider's words because he was not convinced. After all, it was during the Holy Grail War. Although it was temporarily suspended, as long as Caster was eliminated, the battle would start immediately.

"Are you really just here to drink with me?"

Saber hesitated for a moment, but finally put down her weapon. After all, this kind of thing was very common in her time, and many knights would drink before a duel.

The King of Conquerors laughed loudly after getting the answer he wanted, and lifted a huge oak barrel from behind. Rider gently held the barrel under his armpit with his muscular wrists, looking like a young innkeeper who came to deliver wine.

"Don't you understand after reading this? Of course I came to have a drink with you - now, don't just stand there, lead the way. Don't you have any gardens suitable for holding a banquet? This broken city is full of dust, it's really unbearable."

Although the battle last night did not reach the castle, the castle was also affected by the aftermath of the battlefield. Due to lack of manpower, the castle has not had time to repair.

“Ellisviel, what should we do?”

Even if Saber asked for her opinion, Irisviel was just like her, not knowing what to do. But Irisviel glanced at Lynn beside her. Since the supervisor of the Magic Association was here, Rider's Master would not start a battle here!

"By the way, where is Rider's Master?"

Irisviel suddenly reacted and looked behind Rider.

Waver Felvert hid half of his body behind Rider's huge body, and looked up at Irisviel and Saber with a strange expression that was not sure whether it was hostility or fear. Although he did not say a word, the expression "I want to go home quickly" was written on his face.

Since the Master is also here, it proves that the other party has no intention of starting a war. Otherwise, it would be easy to kill Waver in the home ground of the Einzbern family.

If Kiritsugu were here, he would probably make this decision immediately!

Irisviel thought to herself, feeling somewhat fortunate that Kiritsugu was not here, otherwise, Saber would definitely have a big fight with him.

After thinking about it, Irisviel asked the last question.

"Could that man really want to win your favor?"

After all, Rider had a precedent of wanting to recruit Heroic Spirits, so it was not surprising that Irisviel had such an idea.

“No, it’s obviously a challenge.”

Although she had confirmed that the opponent had no hostility, Saber's will to fight remained undiminished, and she said very seriously:

"At noon, I defeated Rider in a duel. I'm afraid he's here for revenge!"

"What is that? I've never heard of it!"

Irisviel covered her mouth in surprise. Without her knowing, had Saber and Rider already fought?

"That's right. I lost a round at the dining table at noon, so naturally I had to get back at the wine table!"

"Also, as a king, I want to ask you about your kingly bearing. You must be mentally prepared. If you don't want to brandish a sword, then let's drink together!"

"Interesting, I'll take that."

Saber resolutely accepted the challenge, her face exuding the same dignified heroic spirit as when she went to the battlefield. At this point, Irisviel finally realized that this was not a joke, but the beginning of a real battle of victory or defeat.

The place chosen for the banquet was the garden in the castle's courtyard. Although there were large enough rooms inside the castle, Lynn thought it would be more appropriate to hold the banquet in an open area.

This was to show Rider their goodwill. After all, there were many traps set by Emiya Kiritsugu in the castle, many of which even Irisviel was not aware of. It would be bad if Waver was injured and a battle broke out.

Separated by the barrel of wine Rider brought, the two spirits crossed their legs and sat facing each other in a relaxed posture. Irisviel and Waver sat side by side on the left. Although they were worried about the unpredictable situation, they had a tacit agreement to temporarily stop the fight, and they just watched the development of the situation from the side.

As for Lin En, he sat in the center. After all, he was the supervisor of the Holy Grail War. It was not appropriate for him to favor one side in such an occasion. It would be better for him to be a witness to the duel.

Rider knocked open the lid of the wine barrel with his bony fist, and the aroma of mellow red wine immediately filled the air in the atrium at night.

"Although the shape is a bit strange, this is the traditional drinking vessel of this country."

Rider said this, proudly picking up a bamboo-handled ladle and scooping it into the wine barrel.

Lin En reached out his hand and grasped the ladle, his face full of black lines and said:

"Where did you learn this drinking habit from? Tell me, or I'll beat him to death!"

Rider was about to get angry, but he was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and said uncertainly:

"I see that this is how the tavern owner pours wine for the guests. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"What's the problem? It's a big problem!"

Lynn directly snatched the ladle from Rider's hand.

The End of Ideals: Chapter 47: Fine Grape Wine and Luminous Cup

Lin En first leaned in to smell it, then scooped up a little to taste it, then shook his head and said:

"No! This is new wine brewed this year, it can't be considered a good wine!"

Rider scratched his head in confusion and said:

"Really? This is a very good and premium wine bought from the local market."

Lin En shook his head and said:

"In the Far East, if you want to buy good wine, you usually need to go to the place where the wine is made and visit the local famous craftsmen. Only they have good wine in their hands."

"Or you can just visit the local noble families, such as the Tohsaka family. They have several bottles of good wine in their wine cellar."

“As for the local market, you won’t be able to find good wine unless you have connections!”

As he spoke, Lin En hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a sword from his arms.

Rider was not at all flustered when he saw this. Instead, he smiled and said:

"Even if you're not Caster, you can't be Assassin! What does it mean to draw a sword at the table?"

Lin En heard the warning, but he had no other choice. He was not proficient in the second method, so he could only use the power of the magic suit.

Lin En held the sword in both hands, pointed it at the void, and slashed it down slowly.

A crack was directly opened in the space, and Waver could not see what was inside from his position. But judging from Rider's expression, he must have seen something extraordinary.

Lynn reached his hand into the crack, fumbled around for a while, and pulled out a wine jug and a plate of cups.

“This is a really nice wine glass!”

Rider picked up one of the cups excitedly. It felt warm to the touch, with a round and smooth body, a thin and translucent body, and the jade patterns were clearly visible.

"This is a gift from a certain country. Although it is not the most authentic wine cup made of Hetian jade, it is also made of Jiuquan jade mined from the Qilian Mountains. There are twelve cups in total, all with different patterns on them. Choose one you like!"

"I want this one!"

Upon hearing this, the King of Conquerors raised the cup in his hand, on which was engraved a picture of lonely smoke in the desert and the setting sun over the long river.

The Knight King chose the most exquisite cup, on which was engraved a vast landscape of mountains and rivers, with high mountains and flowing water clearly visible.

After the two of them made their choice, Lin En raised his head and looked towards a place not far away.

"The rest of the guests please show up. There is plenty of wine and enough glasses."

As if in response to Lin En's speech, a dazzling golden light flashed before everyone's eyes.

"The wine isn't very good, but the wine glass is pretty good. It can be added to my treasure house!"

Saber and Irisviel were deeply impressed by this voice and this light, and were both startled.

"Archer, why are you here..."

Saber asked nervously, and the one who answered her was Rider, whose expression was as white as a beard.

"No, I saw this guy on the street, so I made an appointment with him. Why are you so slow, Jin Shanshan? But you are different from me. You walked here, so I can't blame you."

Archer, wearing shining armor, finally appeared, and his ruby-red eyes looked at Rid-er arrogantly.

"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?"

So that's it, it's the Three Kings Meeting! Lin En finally remembered this scene. Because he was busy dealing with Caster's problems before, Lin En had forgotten about it.

However, seeing Archer's unhappy expression, the Lynn Alliance changed the subject.

"Aren't the other guests going to show up? This is my home turf!"

Archer's attention was diverted, and he glanced at the shadows around him with an unfriendly look.

"Are there any sneaky guys hiding here? Or are you going to show up in front of me soon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure walked out from the shadows and bowed to Lin En.

"This is so rude! I didn't mean to disturb your fun!"

Lin En was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the aura he sensed was actually Yan Ye.

"So it's you! Why didn't you tell me when you arrived?"

Lin En waved his hand, motioning for Yan Ye to come to his side.

Kariya didn't even bother looking at Archer who was staring at him. Berserker appeared beside him, blocking Archer's view.

Kariya stood beside Lin, and Berserker stood behind the Knight King for some reason. Altria glanced at Lin, and when Lin nodded to her, she ignored Berserker.

Lin En handed the wine jug to Yan Ye and said:

“There are no contestants in the Holy Grail War here today. There is only the king who carries the people on his shoulders and his subjects who are watching them. Kariya, you will be responsible for pouring our drinks!”

Kariya heard this and understood what Lin En meant. The hero king Gilgamesh was here, not Tōsaka Tokiomi's Servant.

So Yanye tapped the bow tie on his chest with his fingers, and a wave of magic flashed by. The sportswear on his body that was easy to move in immediately turned into a slim butler's uniform. Starting from Lin En, he filled each person's cup in a clockwise direction.

The blood-red wine flowed into the cup, and the charming aroma emanated from it.

Although the King of Heroes was somewhat dissatisfied, he did not pursue the matter further since Kariya did not show any disrespect to him. Instead, he took out a cup with a giant dragon entwined around it from the plate in the middle.

After the wine was filled, the King of Conquerors was the first to drink it all in one gulp, making a happy sound at first, and then putting away his smile.

"Legend has it that the Holy Grail will be delivered to the right person..."

The King of Conquerors spoke calmly, opening the topic. Although it was rare to see him speak in such a serious tone, for some reason it didn't feel out of place at all.

"Although the competition in Fuyuki is a ceremony to decide the right person, blood doesn't necessarily have to be seen if it's just to confirm the candidate. If the Heroic Spirits can accept each other's "capacity", the answer will naturally appear."

Then, Lin En drank the wine in the glass without blushing or beating his heart, and said in full agreement:

"That's right. No one has ever stipulated that the Holy Grail War must be decided by swords. If there is a winner who can convince everyone, the Holy Grail will surely appear before him!"

"You mean to say that you want to compete with us in 'capacity' first, right, King of Conquerors?"

The Knight King also raised the wine glass that seemed a little too big for her palm, raised his head and drank it all. Seeing this, the Conqueror King smiled happily.

The End of Ideals: Chapter 48: The Universal Cauldron

"Stop giving orders, bastard. First of all, the premise of 'fighting for the Holy Grail' is already against common sense."

The King of Heroes put down his cup and shouted at the King of Conquerors rudely.

"Ok?"