aircannonsinc Chapter 311 Deterrence
Chapter 311 Deterrence
Chapter 311 Deterrence
The next day, Shichen and Irisviel had lunch. Just as they left the restaurant, they ran into Ride carrying a barrel of liquor.
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He wasn't wearing his usual wild outfit today; instead, he was wearing a white T-shirt, and his muscles were very defined.
Even though it's still winter, they're not afraid of the cold.
"Yo~" Rider waved and greeted him as if they were old friends.
"Rider, what's going on?" Saber asked.
"Isn't this preparation for tonight's cocktail party? This wine is quite good~" Rider patted the wooden barrel on his shoulder.
"Is that so?"
"See you tonight then," Rider said, and then left gracefully.
Saber gazed at Rider's retreating figure in the distance, remaining silent.
"Sigh, look at Rider, and then look at you." Shichen came to Saber's side, sighed, and patted her shoulder.
"What's wrong with me?" Saber looked at him in confusion and slapped his hand away.
"They really know how to enjoy life; they've completely integrated into this world." Shi Chen naturally withdrew his hand and crossed his arms.
"Time, do you mean you prefer Rider?" Saber asked directly.
"How is that possible?"
Shi Chen rolled her eyes at her: "I don't want to team up with a muscular hunk."
"Then why do you say that?"
"Fool."
Shi Chen flicked her forehead in an annoyed tone: "What I meant was, I want you to enjoy this world. It's already so vibrant and diverse, don't you have any interest at all?"
"No, I just want to end the Holy Grail War as soon as possible." Saber calmly shook her head.
"Then why were you hesitant to kill Lancer that day?" Shichen retorted.
"I....
"Alright, alright, I know you don't like it when it's unfair to win." Shi Chen didn't press her further, and gently patted her head to help her explain.
Saber pursed her lips, and this time she didn't slap his hand away.
Seeing her like this, Shi Chen shook his head and said softly, "Actually, you don't need to work so hard."
"What?"
"It's nothing, you'll see later."
Shi Chen withdrew his hand and went to hug Ilya and Shi Ying.
"Come on, I'll show you something fun today."
"good!"
"Time, may I go back now?" Frilian leaned closer and asked timidly.
"Of course...you can't!"
"I don't want to play..." Frillie pouted unhappily.
"That won't work either."
"Irisviel, what exactly does Tokihime mean?" Saber couldn't help but ask Irisviel as she looked at Tokihime's changed expression.
"I don't know either, but time will certainly not let you down," Irisviel replied.
"He won't let me down... Yes, I believe him."
As night fell, the moon and stars shone brightly, and the whole city seemed to be covered with a layer of silver gauze, both desolate and hazy.
Shichen and Saber arrived at the location where Rider was hosting a party.
It is a garden.
Surrounded by flowers and plants, under the moonlight, it was clear and serene, with a faint fragrance.
"Hahaha, Saber, and Saber's Master, over here." Rider waved and called out from the middle of the garden.
Beside him stood the gleaming Archer, his golden armor particularly dazzling.
Saber looked at the time.
"Let's go over there." Shi Chen led the way.
The two approached Rider and the others. Shichen sat cross-legged with an air of nonchalance, while Saber knelt, her skirt covering her legs.
"Oh? You ant dare to sit with me?" Archer said dismissively, his tone indifferent as he noted the time.
"Golden Flash, do you think I'm qualified?" Shi Chen smiled slightly, and his entire body's magic power suddenly erupted.
An immense magical force swept across the area, engulfing everyone like a pillar reaching into the sky.
The surrounding flowers and plants remained completely still. "This, this is...:::::" Weber, who dared not approach, fell to the ground in astonishment.
"How is this possible!" Archer exclaimed in disbelief, his eyes widening in surprise.
"This is really..." Rider smiled helplessly and shook his head.
"Tokishi, you..." Saber looked at him in disbelief.
When faced with this magic, what arises in one's heart is not resistance or struggle, but a deep sense of powerlessness.
With their knowledge and understanding, they clearly knew that they could not win.
This immense, seemingly boundless magic could wear them down countless times.
"Who are you? How could you possibly have such a large amount of magic power?" Archer couldn't help but ask, a look of panic appearing on his face.
"Don't worry about it, Gilgamesh. I'm just accompanying Saber to the party." Toki patted him on the shoulder.
Gilgamesh, the protagonist of the oldest epic poem in human history, the Epic of Gilgamesh, is the oldest hero-king in human history.
"What? Gilgamesh?" Saber stared at Archer in shock.
"The King of Heroes? Hahaha, how interesting." Rider laughed.
"You actually know me?" Archer was so surprised that he didn't even notice Shichen's hand.
"After all, you're so famous... Okay, that's not important. Let me try the good bar Rider has prepared."
Shichen withdrew his magic, turned his gaze to the wine barrel in the middle, and reached out to Rider for a spoon.
"Haha, that's exactly right." Rider handed the wooden spoon to Shichen.
Shi Chen ignored the two still stunned people, opened the wine barrel, smelled the mellow aroma, and left a spoonful; the liquid was a bright red—it was red wine.
"Saber and I are late, so let's punish ourselves with a drink."
After saying that, Shichen drank it all in one gulp.
"Hmm, it's really good, the taste is quite nice, Saber, you should have a sip too."
Shichen left another spoonful and handed it to Saber.
"Huh? Oh."
Saber paused for a moment, took the spoon, drank it all in one gulp without thinking, and then returned the spoon to Shichen.
"How does it taste?" Shi Chen asked as he burned the spoon.
"Hey! What are we going to do without the spoon?" Rider yelled.
Shichen ignored him and waited for Saber's reply.
Saber looked at him helplessly. She already understood what had just happened, but she didn't care much: "The taste is alright."
"Hmph! What's so good about this cheap wine?"
Archer snorted coldly, and golden ripples appeared beside him. He then took out a golden wine glass and four small cups, filling them to the brim.
The air was immediately filled with fragrance.
"Wow! This wine!" Rider looked on with envy, took the glass, and drank it all in one gulp.
"This is truly impressive; no wonder you are the King of Heroes."
"Hmph! My wine is far superior to this trash!"
Shichen also took a sip, and it was completely different from the wine Rider had prepared. This was truly a fine wine, smooth and mellow on the palate, as if purifying the body and cleansing the soul.
"You should try it too, it tastes even better."
"Okay." Saber nodded and drank the wine in her glass in one gulp.
The wine was indeed delicious, and Saber's furrowed brow relaxed considerably.
"Why did you drink it all in one gulp? Be careful not to get drunk." Shi Chen tapped her on the head.
"How could I possibly be drunk..." Saber retorted, unable to bear it any longer.
"Who knows if the glittery liquor is any different? What if you can't handle the alcohol?"
No...
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"I know, you want to get drunk so I can carry you home, right?"
"How is that possible!"
"Hey, hey, hey, I didn't invite you guys here to flirt." Rider finally couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted.
Archer, standing to the side, also twitched his eyebrows, unable to bear listening to what the two were saying.
"We weren't flirting," Saber quickly retorted.
"Haha, isn't it obvious to anyone with eyes?"
Saber glared at the cheerful Shi Chen with annoyance.
Undeterred by the time, and still not in a good position, I took Archer's golden wine bottle and filled it myself.
"Hey, don't you know how to be polite?" Archer frowned, but his address to Shichen was no longer as arrogant as before.
After all, no matter how arrogant or disdainful he was, he knew that Shi Chen's strength was beyond his ability to deal with.
Even if he takes out his EA.
The magic tweezers just now made it clear to everyone present that the Holy Grail War had already been decided.
"Sigh, I really didn't expect to meet a Master like you." Archer downed the wine in his glass and sighed.
"What? You're giving up already?" Shi Chen poured him a drink.
"Hahaha, that's impossible. After all, I really want the Holy Grail. I want it so badly."
"Fool! The Holy Grail belongs to me! Do you mean to steal it from me?" Archer scolded.
"King of Heroes, even if you are the oldest king, the Holy Grail is not yours."
"Hmph! Since the Holy Grail is a treasure, it naturally belongs to me."
"Oh? So you're not after the Holy Grail?"
"Why should I fight over my treasure? I'm here only to punish those who covet my treasure," Archer said arrogantly.
He certainly has the right to be arrogant.
"If I ask you for it, will you give it to me?" Rider suddenly asked.
"Rider? Why does it mean that one Holy Grail already belongs to Archer?" Saber frowned and questioned.
"Oh dear~ the main problem is that the chances of winning this Holy Grail War are slim, but I really want the Holy Grail," Rider confessed.
What is your wish?
"That would be...: to obtain a real body."