Across the heavens, I am the Avatar Sword Master

After Chen Yu rejected the invitation of the King of Conquerors, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

But as the aroma of food filled the courtyard, Irisviel and Waver's eyes involuntarily turned to other things.

Alice stared intently at the small cake that Chen Yu transferred from the Chen Ge pot.

Weber smelled the roast chicken on the stone table and felt his stomach growling.

Saber also glanced at the delicacies on the stone table, but after noticing that Rider was staring at her, she fixed her gaze on Rider again.

Only Rider acted as if nothing had happened. When he saw Chen Yu disagreed, he brought up the next topic.

Rider smashed the lid of the wine barrel with one punch, and immediately the rich aroma of red wine spread out from the barrel.

He first pulled off one leg of the roasted suckling pig with his left hand, chewed it a few times and then swallowed it.

Then he took out a bamboo spoon with his right hand and scooped a spoonful of wine from the wine barrel. He drank the wine in the spoon in one gulp, with a satisfied look on his face: "It's great, eating meat and drinking wine with big mouthfuls, this is a banquet."

Then, Rider’s face became serious, and he expressed his understanding of the Holy Grail Ceremony in a serious tone, and also explained the significance of holding this banquet.

"It is said that the Holy Grail is destined to be obtained by the most suitable person, and the battle in Fuyuki is a ceremony to select such a person. But there are many ways to select. If we can use another method to distinguish the superior from the inferior, then there is no need for us to fight bloody battles."

"As Heroic Spirits, if we can all understand each other's abilities, then I don't need to tell you what will happen next, right?"

Rider finished speaking, poured another spoonful of wine from the barrel, and handed it to Saber who was sitting opposite him.

Seeing the wine spoon handed over by Rider after he finished drinking, Saber's eyes turned serious.

She understood that this was a new challenge.

Everyone is a "king". If the winner is determined at the drinking table, it is equivalent to winning a "battle" without bloodshed.

So Saber took the spoon handle without hesitation and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, he handed the bamboo spoon to Rider again.

"So... you want to compete with me here first, Rider?"

Seeing how generous Saber was in drinking, Rider gave a pleasant cry of praise.

"That's right! Since you and I both call ourselves 'kings' and neither of us is willing to give in, conflict is inevitable. If we can decide the winner through question-and-answer, then there won't be any bloodshed. However, if we decide the winner in this way, it won't be called the 'Holy Grail War', but the 'Holy Grail Quiz'..."

"As for who is more qualified to be the 'King of the Holy Grail', the 'King of Knights' or the 'King of Conquerors', let's ask it with wine!"

"Instead of deciding the outcome with swords, we're going to compete in a question-and-answer format to see who has the best way to rule? If so, I'll accept this 'battle'."

Originally, Saber was still somewhat disturbed by the news that the "Holy Grail" provided by Chen Yu was contaminated.

But once she stepped onto the battlefield, Saber was not the kind of person who would hesitate on the battlefield. Facing the alternative battlefield opened up by Rider, Saber put aside her concerns and accepted Rider's challenge without hesitation.

But when Rider finished speaking, he changed his serious tone and smiled as if jokingly, and said as if he was talking to himself: "Ah, by the way, there is still a person who calls himself the 'king' who hasn't arrived yet. He is really slow."

"Humph, enough of the jokes, two bastards who call themselves 'kings'!"

As if in response to Rider's words, golden particles suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes and quickly condensed into a blond young man wearing golden armor.

Seeing Archer appear, Saber asked sharply: "Archer! Why are you here!?"

Unlike the forthright Rider, Archer's lawless and domineering appearance was truly impressive.

Rider touched the back of his head and said with a wry smile, "Ah, well, I saw him on the street and asked him to come drink with me, but he was still late, Gilgamesh. After all, he was different from me, he walked and ran back and forth between two places, so you can't blame him for his slow pace!"

Archer, wearing golden armor, looked at Rider and Saber proudly with his ruby ​​eyes.

"You actually chose such a shabby place to hold the banquet. You even dared to trouble me to come to such a place, and you dared not start the banquet before I arrived. How are you going to apologize?"

Archer looked around, his eyes passing over Irisviel, whose mouth was puffed out, and Waver, who was already biting into the roast chicken.

Rider handed Archer a bamboo spoon filled with wine with a smirk on his face.

"Don't be so serious when you talk to me. Since you're late, you should drink a glass of wine first!"

Arher took the bamboo spoon, drank the wine in the spoon, and then handed the spoon back with disgust: "What kind of cheap stuff is this? Do you really think you can measure the battle between heroes with this kind of rubbish?"

After hearing Archer's evaluation, Rider pouted unhappily and said, "Ah? Is it really that bad? This is obviously a very good wine in the local market..."

"Humph, you think so because you are a bastard of Nemotomijiu."

Archer sneered at the fine wine in Rider's hand, then raised his right hand, and golden ripples spread out from above.

Waver and Irisviel saw Ripple's face change drastically. Waver was so scared that he choked on the chicken leg in his mouth and slapped his chest desperately. They thought Archer was going to take action.

However, what appeared in the golden ripples was not a weapon, but a golden wine jug slowly falling to the ground.

Then the ripples appeared again, and four golden goblets appeared in Archer's hands.

"Keep your eyes open and remember, this is the 'wine of kings' that is truly worthy of a king."

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! That's wonderful."

Seeing the colorless and clear liquid in the heavy golden wine bottle and smelling the mellower aroma of the wine, Rider took the wine glass from Archer without hesitation and happily poured the new wine into the new glass.

After pouring the wine, Rider was stunned for a moment, and asked Archer, "Hmm? Four? Gilgamesh, do you want to invite other guys over?"

Although Chen Yu and others attended the banquet, in Rider's opinion, they were only spectators who came to watch. Only those who were also kings were qualified to share the wine at the table.

Archer did not answer Rider's question, and stared at Chen Yu with red eyes: "Commoner, call Caster out. She is qualified to attend this 'King's Banquet'."

Hearing Archer's words, Rider was a little surprised and said, "Oh? Caster? Is she also a king?"

"King? No, he is just an unknown evil god. Since he is a god, he is naturally qualified to attend our banquet. But don't call out that black mad dog that can only bark 'woof woof'. If it disturbs the fun, it will be a crime of disrespect."