At night, the time for the date of the banquet with Alexander was up.

It's time for Jiang Lin to leave.

So he called Alice Phil...

This is of course. According to the plot, the banquet that Alexander had agreed to have not been ventilated with the owner of the venue at all.

Jiang Lin is not interested in this.

Holding a banquet is like a surprise attack. Although it conforms to the so-called "Conqueror King", it is also too consistent. It is so monotonous.

And Jiang Lin himself does not have that kind of character.

He is the demon ancestor who fully understands the demons.

Of course, he would have to know the banquet he was going to attend.

So of course he would call and notify him first, and he would prepare for the reception.

The person who answered the phone was Kiritsugu Emiya.

"...Yes, I understand." After talking to Jiang Lin, he hung up the phone blankly.

He still couldn't understand the ideas of these so-called heroic spirits.

How did these fools have made such a big reputation in history?

Are all people in history fools?

What banquet did he actually go deep into the enemy camp?

Reception?

Then just receive it.

"Maiya, prepare the monitoring equipment. If beserker and others take the Lord together, give up. If not, see if they can find their Lord nearby. If not, we will deal with the lancer."

This is Emiya Kiritsugu's reception.

You should be enlightened, right?

A hero?

...

"Talking about the kingly way? Although I knew it a long time ago, I still feel that I actually saw it... you can't wait."

"Oh, berserker, do you think you see through our king's ideas?"

"It's not a question. But thinking about your ideas is always more interesting than thinking about the ideas of the magicians in the gutter."

"Hahaha, that's really interesting. But my little master is not a magician in the gutter!"

"Yes, I get it. I won't compare your lovely princess to the rats in the gutter."

“…”

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't expect that the heroes, at least Jiang Lin, didn't care about what he had.

For Jiang Lin, Emiya Kiritsugu, who was walking in the dark and did not dare to show his head, had no meaning to think.

No matter how noble aspiration had, from falling into darkness and acting only in darkness, Emiya Kiritsugu, and all who were similar to him, lost the qualification to talk about nobleness.

No matter how painful, struggle, sacrifice themselves, or act for the noble goals, they are getting farther and farther away from the noble.

Sublime is a bright existence.

If you want to realize your noble wishes, you must act in a noble style even if you are in darkness.

To eliminate darkness, become darkness, in that way, you can only get darkness in the end.

This is incomprehensible to Kiritsugu Emiya.

At least this is true in Jiang Lin's opinion.

In his opinion, for Kiritsugu Emiya, he could not distinguish between darkness and light.

For Kiritsugu Emiya, killing is the greatest darkness. He cannot understand the difference between killing and killing.

Emiya Kiritsugu could not understand it. Although the simple description was concise, it could not be applied to subdivided fields.

Emiya Kiritsugu can only distinguish between macroscopic and microscopic.

Emiya Kiritsugu's mind was not very clear.

Although he has ideals, he lacks ability.

Those who lack ability but refuse to rely on those who have ability try to realize their own ideals, which is really...

Sad, but stupid.

The foolish have no value for thinking.

Because there is really nothing to think about.

This is how Jiang Lin thought.

……Oh.

Did the tragedy still trigger the desire to think?

Jiang Lin shrugged.

Fortunately, all this happened when he hung up the phone.

Now, at the Einzberen Castle, the banquet with Alexander, Artoria, and Gilgamesh, it has long been over.

Otherwise, Gilgamesh's words would probably be even more unpleasant.

Although his words are already very unpleasant:

"I actually invited the mad dog, rider, your taste is really bad!"

"Alexander, it's time to start a feast. I'm very interested in your kingly way with Arthur."

If Gilgamesh's words were a little bit uglier, Jiang Lin would not fight back with a gentle way of "using him as air", but instead smashed his head with his fist.

Then the banquet will not be held.

So in order to hold the banquet, Alexander smiled slightly and took out his preparation-

Huge wooden barrels filled with wine.

"Alexander, isn't this the bar you bought in the market? Is it the product worth 5,000 yen per pound?" Jiang Lin said with a smile.

"This is not worthy of Einzberen's hastily prepared dishes." Jiang Lin pointed at him and talked with Kiritsugu Emiya and prepared the banquet prepared by Einzberen.

"Is it bad? I think it's pretty good." After being denied again, Alexander didn't care.

When I was marching in the desert in the past, it was a blessing not to mention such wine, even if there was stinking water.

"Why use our bar." Artoria sighed.

No one in Einzberen's family drank, so they did not prepare any good wine, but as a big family, some wine used to entertain guests was prepared.

"What kind of garbage is it!" Gilgamesh curled his lips.

Regarding Alexander's "bad wine joke" he said, "For your sake, forget it for the sake of your face, but I still want to show a different taste from you miscellaneous practitioners."

He opened the treasures given to him by the world, and took out a gold wine pot and four gold cups.

Although he cursed the mad dog, he actually left a wine glass for Jiang Lin.

It's really a strange person.

"Wow, this is really amazing." After drinking Gilgamesh's wine, Alexander immediately exclaimed.

He has never drunk such a good thing.

The same is true for Artoria.

None of the goblins have such good wine.

"Your era happened to be a time when the Gods began to disappear, and the human era has not yet burst out with real power. Occasionally, there are a few remaining elves who will not have the wine that is comparable to this guy's treasure house. This wine is a famous thing that only appears in the feast of the gods, a treasure of Dionysus, and a wonderful product that makes the Monkey King fascinated and makes a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace." Jiang Lin said.

"Hmph, the mad dog actually has some taste." After hearing Jiang Lin's words, Gilgamesh chuckled slightly.

"Berserker, have you ever drunk a similar wine?" Alexander was also very curious.

"No. I usually don't drink. I reward King Zhou's wine pool and meat forest to the demons." Jiang Lin said.

"...No drinking?" Alexander was stunned.

"Can you taste wine without drinking..." Artoria was confused.

"Mad Dog..." Gilgamesh gritted his teeth.

People who don’t drink alcohol boast about the beauty of wine.

Although it's a boast, but...

This is more of an insult, right?!

"Fuss. King, do you need to be surprised by the thoughts of mere wine? Next, I, who have never been king, will criticize your kingly path. Will you also regard it as an insult?" Jiang Lin only smiled faintly at the surprise of the three of them.

The banquet of the king and the banquet of the Hongmen, neither of them had any familiar ministers in the middle to reconcile.
Chapter completed!