Chapter 233: The Banquet Continues

After appearing in front of everyone, the emperor also put away his momentum, slowly walked to Zhao Chen's side, and bowed slightly: "Shopkeeper!"

His Majesty the First Emperor from the Qin's Moon World!

"You are here just in time. I think this person should be qualified to participate in the banquet!"

Zhao Chen was very calm and was sure that others would never object. If even Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng, the emperor of the ages, was not qualified to participate, then there would be few people in the world who could be called kings.

Hearing this, the three kings nodded without hesitation. Such a terrifying and awe-inspiring kingly majesty had never been seen in their time!

Even if Gilgamesh was in the era of mythology and had seen the high and mighty king of gods, he had never experienced such a degree of kingly majesty in Him!

Before the explanation of Ying Zheng's appearance, another person in the vortex also came out.

Unlike the formally dressed Qin Shi Huang, when Wang Yao, the young master, appeared on the stage, he was wearing casual clothes, and there was no oppressive aura on him.

But when he appeared, everyone could feel an indescribable temperament from him, which not only made people respect him from the bottom of their hearts, but also made people want to get close to him.

"Who are you?"

Rarely, Gilgamesh did not say any sarcastic words, but asked in a very formal and deep voice. The same was true for the other people present. Except for Zhao Chen, everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Yao.

Wang Yao walked straight to Zhao Chen's side and said with a smile: "My name is Wang Yao. As for my identity, I won't say it. I just came here at the invitation of a friend. If you need any help, you can ask me."

That's right, friend!

Wang Yao did not think highly of Zhao Chen's identity, even though he was the owner of the dimensional store, even though he could freely travel through thousands of worlds, even though he had the ability to destroy the world he was in, including himself!

But in his mind, the two Zhao Chens represent the word "friend", or you can add a few adjectives to modify them, such as interesting, tea-loving, shopping, etc.

I don't know why, when Wang Yao said this, everyone felt relieved, as if the previous barriers were broken and the distance was shortened.

"If these two are here, then there is no doubt that they can participate in this banquet, and I will feel honored from the bottom of my heart!" If the first half of the Conqueror's words were for the two people, then the last sentence was undoubtedly for Wang Yao!

The Conqueror, who had fought all his life and traveled across most of the world, felt respect from the bottom of his heart when facing Wang Yao.

Gilgamesh did not speak, but silently took out two wine glasses from the King's Treasure House.

So the number of people participating in this King's Banquet changed from five to seven, and among them there was Wang Yao, who made them feel respect. If they sat on the ground again, it would be a bit impolite.

Thinking of this, ripples appeared around Gilgamesh again, and it seemed that he was going to take out the utensils for the banquet.

However, Zhao Chen interrupted him: "Since the Hero King has taken out the fine wine, let me handle these minor matters."

The moment the voice fell, Zhao Chen waved his right hand lightly, and immediately changed the situation here on the terrace.

Seven people sat around the round table, and the fine wine and wine glasses that Gilgamesh took out were placed on the round table. Because it was a round table, there was no distinction between the main and the secondary, and they all sat according to the previous sitting method.

Altria and the Conqueror King sat opposite each other, while Gilgamesh sat on the same side with Ying Zheng, facing them were Mordred, Zhao Chen and Wang Yao.

"This should be much better, isn't it?" Zhao Chen weighed the cup in his hand, and his face was still smiling as before, as if nothing could change it.

After sitting down at the table, Artoria touched the round table suspiciously, and a feeling of both familiarity and strangeness came to her mind. A guess came to her mind.

Mordred, who was sitting next to her father, also had the same thought. She even wanted to look down at the position of the table legs.

Don't ask me why. Who knows what Mordred, who was still a naughty child, did to his round table!

"This round table"

As she came into contact with it more and more, Artoria felt more and more familiar with the table, and the guess in her heart became more and more certain, so she spoke subconsciously.

Seeing [Saber]'s appearance, the Conqueror King, who had discovered her true identity, joked: "I heard that in the era of the Knight King, a legion of knights was formed, called the Knights of the Round Table. Do you feel familiar with the round table now?"

It was just a joke, but what responded to him was Artoria's solemn gaze, and her head moving up and down, with a serious face.

No way

The Conqueror King swore that he was just talking casually. Could this thing be true? !

"If you really want to say that, this is indeed the round table that King Arthur used, but it is not from this world!" Zhao Chen said with a smile to seal the matter.

Not from this world?

After silently reciting it in his heart, Gilgamesh looked at Zhao Chen with a different look, more serious than the previous curiosity and fun.

Similarly, Artoria, the King of Conquerors, and Mordred had no reaction. As heroic spirits in the Hall of Valor, they had also come to other times and worlds, and the concept of parallel worlds did not matter much. Surprise them.

Seeing that they did not continue to ask, Zhao Chen did not explain more, but took a sip of the colorless clear liquid in the cup, which was the Old Village Chief's King's Wine that Gilgamesh took out!

After drinking this wine, Zhao Chen's mind was filled with a strong feeling of expansion.

This is indeed a rare good wine. It is strong and clean, mellow and refreshing. The strong fragrance fills the nose and makes the whole person feel erratic.

However, with the daily operation of the special power in the body, this feeling quickly disappeared, but the strange feeling in his mouth still impressed Zhao Chen extremely deeply.

"Great, this is definitely not wine brewed by humans, it must be drunk by gods." The same conquering king drank the wine in the cup and did not hesitate to praise him.

Gilgamesh showed a leisurely smile and shook the wine glass in his hand with satisfaction: "Of course, whether it is wine or swords, I only keep the best things in my treasure house - this is the king's taste."

"It is indeed a good wine. Even my wine collection is rarely as good as this wine." After taking a sip, Ying Zheng looked at the king beside him who was wrapped in gold, with a little more admiration in his eyes. .

As for Artoria and Mordred, who were also drunk, they were looking at the round table recalling the past and did not speak.

Zhao Chen and Wang Yao looked at each other and smiled, raised their glasses and clinked them before continuing to drink.

In order to save the process of pouring wine, Zhao Chen added a few talismans to the wine utensils. As long as the wine in the cup is finished, the wine in the golden bottle will automatically fill the cup.

"Now that the wine has been drunk, the banquet has really begun. As the initiator, I would like to ask you why you want to participate in the Holy Grail War and compete for the Holy Grail!"

As the wine went down the throat, the banquet entered its climax.