Chapter 226: There Must Be a Dinner Party After the War

Gilgamesh's appearance and exit did not have much impact on the remaining heroic spirits, although judging from his recent performance, he is indeed a strong opponent.

But compared to Gilgamesh, which only has six simple steps of "appearance - spouting nonsense - demonstrating - demonstrating failure - spouting nonsense - exiting", or in [Archer's] words.

Mordred, who came as a professional agent [Berserker], was more able to arouse their attention and vigilance. The [Berserker] with such force and the ability to talk clearly could not help but make them feel shocked and have a strong sense of threat.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of powerful enemies in this Holy Grail War. You have to work hard with me, my little Master."

Seeing the light particles produced when Gilgamesh disappeared, and Mordred still standing in place, showing his little tiger teeth, the Conqueror King patted Weber's shoulder a few times, sighing in his heart.

At this time, Demuludo, who quietly took back his short spear, also received a notification from his master.

"Since we can't achieve victory, it's better to make plans and retreat first, [Lancer]!"

Different from the normal plot line, since the one participating in the battle was not the crazy Lancelot, Kenneth did not use the command spell to force Demuludo to attack [Saber].

After all, there is no Lancelot to attack Artoria first, and judging from the experience just now, among the people present, his own [Lancer] undoubtedly has the smallest advantage, so Kenneth will naturally not be the first to stir up trouble.

Understanding his Master's plan, Demuludo looked at Mordred with a little regret, just like Artoria, and politely announced his temporary withdrawal.

"I originally wanted to compete with the three of you [Saber], [Berserker], and [Rider], but the Lord's order has been issued, so we can only fight next time!"

The moment the voice fell, Demuludo, like Gilgamesh before, turned into a spirit and returned to his master.

Looking through the sniper scope on Emiya Kiritsugu's side, Director Kenneth Ken, who was originally standing on the roof not far away, also dispersed in the wind. It turned out that he did not appear here in person, but used a magic double as a substitute. The transfer station issues its own orders.

Naturally, this is done to ensure your own safety. As an excellent noble magician, you must have a careful plan before taking action, and you must not lose your grace!

Well, this is a common problem among magicians, and Tokiomi Tohsaka did this particularly well.

Everyone didn't pay much attention to [Lancer]'s departure. Since they had decided to fight again later, they would not violate what they had said, especially the king and the knight.

Then the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little subtle. Mordred stood there without moving, but the corner of his eye kept glancing at his father. When Artoria's intuition responded, He quickly looked away, pretending that he was just looking at the scenery.

On Artoria's side, after confirming that the battle was really over for the time being, she also put away her fighting stance and returned to her previous suit.

Then gain a pair of Mordred's hidden sights.

"[Saber], that servant is [Berserker]. She looks similar to you. Is she the Mordred?" Her eyes turned around Mordred and Artoria several times. Sfeir couldn't help but ask her.

But before she spoke, Irisviel carefully lowered her voice and used magic to cover it up.

Hearing this question, Arturia's eyes flashed with extremely complicated emotions, and then she answered softly to her wife: "That's right."

Such an answer actually made Irisviel interested in gossiping, and she quickly continued to ask: "Then is she really your daughter? I'm really sorry for those things in history!"

But the moment the question came out, she noticed the emotions in [Saber]'s eyes, decisively stopped trying to get to the bottom of it, and apologized to her instead.

"fine!"

With a sigh, Artoria put away her chaotic thoughts and temporarily put these things behind her. The most important thing now was to compete for the Holy Grail. As for other things, it was better not to think about it.

After all, at first

Artoria's eyes flashed, forcing herself not to think about these things.

Here, Mordred continued to scan her father not far away with her eyes. Her hands in her trouser pockets clenched and unclenched, and then clenched again, reflecting the complex emotions in her heart.

"Tonight's battle really can't go on. Then [Saber], [Berserker]. Let's say goodbye for now. When we meet next time, I will stir up all my passion to fight with you. Little Master, are you still here? Do you have any instructions?"

The King of Conquerors, who never got off the bullock cart from the beginning, broke the delicate atmosphere in the scene. He did not forget to bring his Master with him when he spoke, just like the kind of parent who couldn't help but want to introduce his child.

"I"

"Iskandar, the Conquering King, comes as a [Rider] this time. Artoria, the Knight King, comes as a [Saber] this time, and then Mordred comes as a [Berserker]. Coming. Now that the battle is over, would you like to have a meal together before tomorrow's battle?"

It was Zhao Chen who interrupted Weber. He smiled and teleported to Mordred's side and greeted everyone.

"Who are you?"

Weber, who was interrupted, said that he was a little unhappy and wanted to take back the topic!

"This question is also what I want to ask!"

The speaker was Altria. She carefully protected Irisviel behind her, with a serious face, as if she was going to change into a fighting posture in the next moment.

The Conqueror King did the same as her. He also immediately lifted Weber up and let him sit in the seat of the chariot.

It's not that they overreacted, but when Zhao Chen appeared, he was silent and there was no trace of Zhao Chen in their perception. If he hadn't spoken, they might not have noticed his appearance at all!

Standing next to Mordred, Zhao Chen kept a smile on his face and explained: "My name is Zhao Chen, the master of [Berserker] in this Holy Grail War. As for my identity, I should be considered a businessman, because I am also the owner of a store."

"Then, what do you think of my previous proposal?"

After introducing himself, Zhao Chen invited the two pairs again. As for Kiritsugu Emiya and Maiya Hisau, who had been aiming at him with sniper rifles in the dark, they were not considered.

Although the guns in their hands did not pose a threat to him, Zhao Chen still had some small opinions about being aimed at by others.

Unfortunately, whether it was the King of Conquerors and Weber, or Altria and his wife, they all chose to refuse Zhao Chen's invitation.

"Master Berserker, thank you for your kindness, but I'm sorry that our little Master got a little scared, so we can only leave for now. Goodbye!"

Using his body to block Waver firmly, the King of Conquerors left these words and drove the chariot out of the arena, still with sparks and lightning all the way, accompanied by the roar of thunder and lightning.

As for Altria, she looked at Mordred several times before responding: "My opinion is the same as Rider's. We are all fighting for the Holy Grail, so goodbye!"

Then she left with Irisviel, looking back every few steps on the road, and using her body to cover her wife, fearing that Zhao Chen and Mordred would attack her.

Seeing this, Zhao Chen's smile froze on his face.

He touched his face and asked Mordred curiously: "Do I look unfriendly? Why don't they agree with my proposal?"

"Who knows, but Master, the dinner we talked about before"

"Forget it, it seems that only the two of us will go together. Let's make a promise first, don't eat too much and scare others!"

"No problem!"

Today, Mordred, who inherited the king's stomach, is still in a good mood!