My Mom Sandy Love Song

"This joke is not funny at all. Before I went out to investigate yesterday, didn't I introduce you to... um, it's true or false."

Rhode looked at Arturia and Morgan beside him, and the sisters reacted exactly like Irisviel.

The two frowned slightly, and doubts flowed in their eyes.

They are all seriously troubled by the question "Who is the fanatic?"

"...What's wrong, master."

Morgan looked worried. It was the first time she saw Rhodes' expression like this.

"..."

He silently put his rice bowl on the table, took a deep breath and shook his head.

"No, it's nothing, don't worry about it. Ellie was so desperate last night... that I didn't wake up in a daze in the morning."

"...Huh!? What, what? Lord Lord, please don't talk nonsense!"

In an instant, Irisviel's face flushed red.

Morgan cast a murderous stare at her absolute zero.

"Huh... I can't see that you have a pure face, but you are very dissolute in your heart, Miss Einzbern."

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065 Wang is at the banquet, and Sister Wang is at a tryst

Night falls again in the forest of Einzbern.

As soon as breakfast was over, Rhode locked himself in the room on the grounds that he was unwell, and then did not leave the room for the whole day.

After delivering dinner to Rhodes' room, Irisviel stood in the corridor, looking out the window at the deep sea of ​​trees, and sighed deeply.

What will the next Holy Grail War look like?

I am afraid it will be a complete victory for Rhodes.

No matter how powerful the remaining Servants are, they won't be able to get much advantage in front of the strongest King Arthur and Morgan.

According to Ellie, who knows the rumors of previous Holy Grail Wars, Rhodes is undoubtedly the strongest Master in the history of Holy Grail Wars.

Existence itself has transcended the scope of a magician, and even Arturia recognized that.

Irisviel believes that Rhodes is almost in a position to win.

"Lord he... after getting me [Great Holy Grail], what will he do with me?"

Irisviel, who has succumbed to her fate, now has only one question left: what is the child's wish?

Suddenly a roar sounded in her ear.

Not only that, but the roar that ripped through the night also put a huge burden on her magic circuit, and the dizziness almost made Irisviel fall down the corridor.

The ensuing onslaught of magic meant that the enchantment in the forest outside the city was under attack.

"What's going on... the enemy's frontal breakthrough?"

At this moment, a pair of powerful arms supported Irisviel's waist.

"It's Rider."

Rhodes, who had come to her side at some point, said.

"Lord Rhodes, is your body okay?"

Irisviel looked at his face, the boy was in a bad mood rather than being unwell.

Rhodes said noncommittally: "Ali, you bring a lancer to meet them, and Morgan and I are in ambush behind."

Irisviel nodded when she heard the words.

Afterwards, she and lancer dashed through the castle, aiming directly at the terrace outside the entrance.

"Hey, King of Knights! I came here on purpose to meet you, come out quickly, eh?"

It was a giant red-haired man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and tangled muscles.

Undoubtedly, the enemy who has stepped into the main gate is Iskandar the Conqueror.

Artoria asked Irisviel angrily with Irisviel behind her back.

"...Rider, what are you doing here?"

"Yo, Lancer. After hearing about the castle here, I wanted to check it out—it's a nice castle, eh?"

Rider bared his teeth in a guiltless smile, and then moved his neck in a serious manner.

"But as a castle, there are too many trees in the backyard. I almost lost my way before reaching the city gate, so I cut some for you, thank me. The view has become better."

"Rider, after doing such a reckless act, don't you think you can leave safely?"

Arturia glared at the giant with a cold expression, and said calmly.

Showing a hearty laugh at the peerless beauty full of anger, Rider raised the wooden barrel in his hand and shook it in front of them.

"Well, well, don't be angry, Knight King. I'm here to drink with you."

"..."

Lancer observed Iskandar with her beautiful yellow-green eyes, and the giant man in front of him really had no intention of fighting.

Facing such a seemingly harmless opponent, even if she wanted to get angry, she had no choice but to sigh helplessly.

"Master, what should I do?"

At this time, Rhodes was still sitting on Morgan's lap.

Having been depressed all day because of the disappearance of the fanatic, he decided to act like a spoiled brat in Morgan's arms.

In the attic on the top floor of the castle, Morgan held the boy on his lap, and the two watched every move in the atrium.

Unlike the cold garden, the temperature in the attic was raised by Caster's magic, and it was as warm as a greenhouse.

"There's nothing wrong, just accompany him for a drink. This is a challenge from the King of Conquerors to the King of Knights. Let him see your style as a king."

After Rhode replied to the King of Knights like this, Sister Wang's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"..."

Arturia was secretly surprised.

Rhodes asked, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, if you think about it, this is the first time you've officially given me an order."

Lancer's tense expression relaxed, she chuckled.

"It's a bit late to say this now, but we might get along well, Master."

At least, it's more compatible than Arturia's previous Master.

"Are you talking about the physicality?"

"It would be even better if you could correct your habit of going all the way down the road."

The call with Artoria came to an end.

Rhodes looked up helplessly and looked at Morgan, who pursed his cherry lips with a wry smile.

I don't know when, Morgan's scallion-like white arms wrapped tightly around his waist like a python.

"That...Miss Caster, you are holding me too tightly, I can't breathe."

The King of Conquerors said after seeing the more calm expression on the King of Knights' expression.

"Looks like you guys have already come up with the answer. If there's no problem, let's use alcohol to decide the outcome."

"Interesting, I accept your challenge."

Lancer, who received the Master's order for the first time in this world, responded resolutely, exuding an awe-inspiring aura like that of a battlefield.

It was only now that Irisviel realized that they were not joking, but a real battle.

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The venue for the banquet was chosen by the flower bed in the castle atrium.

Although the weather outside was very cold, there was a passion in the hearts of those who participated in the banquet.

Rider brought the wine bottle to the atrium, and the two Servants sat down facing each other and confronted each other leisurely.

He smashed the lid of the barrel with his fist, and the mellow aroma of red wine filled the air in the atrium.

"Ah, speaking of which there is another person who claims to be the [King]."

Iskandar suddenly raised his head with a wicked smile.

"—End the joke, bastard."

As if in response to Rider's unintelligible words, a dazzling golden light flashed across the open space.

The original hero in golden armor appeared in the courtyard of Einzbern.

"Archer..."

Lancer raised his eyebrows in blatant hostility at him.

"Hmph, it seems that some people don't welcome me."

Gilgamesh, with one hand on his hips, gave a frivolous but murderous smile to the hostility thrown at the King of Knights.

Sensing that the atmosphere was getting stiff, Rider hurriedly rounded up.

"Ah, I asked him to drink with him when I saw him in the street—but still late, golden. But he doesn't walk like I do, so I can't blame him.

I said... is there such a bad relationship between the two of you? "

"Humph……"

Gilgamesh folded his arms and turned his face.