Comprehensive Manga: Starting from the Nuclear Explosion Sword Fairy

　　That voice and that light made Saber and Irisviel's bodies stiffen immediately.

　　At this moment, Shirou also turned his attention to the sudden appearance of Archer.

　　The shiny golden armor seemed to blind people's eyes.

　　"Archer, why are you here..."

　　Saber asked sharply, but the poised Rider answered.

　　"Ah, when I saw him on the street, I asked him to drink with him, but he was late, Jin Shining, but he doesn't walk like me, so I can't blame him~"

　　The armored Archer stared at Rider proudly with ruby ​​eyes.

　　"It's really a shame you chose such a crappy place for a banquet. You just have this taste. How can you apologize for making me come here on purpose?"

　　"Don't say that, come on, you'll be fined a drink if you're late."

　　Rider smiled boldly and handed the spoon full of wine to Archer.

　　Archer was not irritated by Rider's words, but took the spoon very simply and drank the wine inside.

　　Irisviel, who was watching, suddenly remembered the "challenge" Saber had mentioned earlier.

　　Since Archer, the unidentified golden heroic spirit called himself the "King", it was impossible for him to refuse the wine that Rider offered him.

　　'Could it be that... this is...'

　　Irisviel's crimson eyes widened slightly, feeling a little nervous about this murderous "battle".

　　She turned her gaze to Webber, who was hiding by the flower bed not far behind Rider. When she noticed Irisviel's slightly wary gaze, Webber shook his right hand in fright, indicating that he was not malicious at all.

　　They didn't notice that Shirou was watching the silent exchange between them with interest.

　　At this time, Archer frowned immediately after drinking the wine from the spoon he took from Rider.

　　"What kind of bad wine is this, to use this kind of wine to fight between heroes?"

　　Archer said with a look of disgust.

　　"Really? I got it from the market here. Nice wine."

　　"It's because you don't know anything about wine, you bastard."

　　Archer, who sneered, raised his right hand, and a circle of golden ripples appeared on the top of his palm, and a heavy golden bottle fell from it, which was full of wine-red liquid.

　　Just the smell of the wine emanating from the golden bottle made Rider let out a silent sigh.

　　"Humph! This is the real king's wine!"

　　Seeing Rider's admiring expression, the corners of Archer's mouth rose, and his head raised slightly unconsciously.

　　"Oh, this is so touching."

　　Rider didn't mind Archer's tone, and happily poured the wine into the three golden wine glasses Archer took out.

　　Saber was still quite wary of Archer, who didn't know the details. She looked at the wine in the golden bottle with some hesitation, but she still took the wine glass that was handed over.

　　"Ah~ it's delicious!!"

　　Rider took a sip of the fine wine in his glass, and immediately opened his eyes wide and praised without hesitation.

　　This time, even Saber was aroused curiosity. Originally, this was not a competition to see who was more respectable, but a contest between "kings" led by wine.

　　Saber only felt a strong sense of expansion in his brain as the wine flowed into his throat. .

Chapter 42

　　This is indeed a good wine she has never tasted before. It is strong and clean, mellow and refreshing, and the strong fragrance fills the nostrils, making the whole person feel elusive.

　　Although Saber didn't speak, the expression on her face also showed her affirmation of this fine wine.

　　After Rider drank the wine in his glass, he complimented again.

　　"Great, this is not a wine made by humans, it's a drink made by gods."

　　Looking at Rider who did not hesitate to praise him, Archer showed a leisurely smile.

　　"Of course, whether it's wine or swords, there are only the best treasures in this king's treasury."

　　He also sat down at some point, shaking the wine glass in his hand contentedly.

　　"In this way, the pattern of "king" is more obvious, right?"

　　Hearing Archer's words, Rider waved his hand and retorted.

　　"Archer, although your wine is indeed only worthy of the Treasure Cup, unfortunately, the Holy Grail is not a wine cup. You must first tell us what kind of Hongyuan you entrusted on the Holy Grail?"

　　"You are not qualified to order this king, bastard."

　　Archer closed his eyes and said.

　　"And this kind of question and answer is out of the premise of 'fighting' the Holy Grail."

　　With that said, Archer took a sip from his glass.

　　"In the final analysis, it was originally what this king belonged to. The origin of all treasures in the world can be traced back to this king's treasure house."

　　Archer's speech made Rider raise his eyebrows in surprise.

　　"Then you mean, have you ever had the Holy Grail? You know what it is?"

　　"Do not."

　　Archer lightly denied Rider's questioning.

　　"This is not something you can understand. The total amount of my property is beyond my own knowledge, but as long as it is a 'treasure', then it must belong to me, it is very clear that I want to rob my treasure , or a little self-awareness.”

　　Now it was Saber's turn to be speechless.

　　"Your words are similar to Caster. It seems that he is not the only Servant who is insane."

　　She remembered the scene where Caster stood on top of a group of tentacles and shouted "Holy Maiden" to her, her body was blown by the cold night wind, and she couldn't help shivering.

　　However, Saber and Rider did not believe Archer's words, but Shirou, who knew these very well, knew clearly that what Archer just said was not a joke.

　　Perhaps even Gilgamesh himself had forgotten that in a corner of his king's treasury lay a golden chalice quietly.

　　But so what, Gilgamesh, who was summoned to this modern world, didn't care about the Almighty Wishing Machine and the Holy Grail at all. He just tacitly regarded the Holy Grail as his treasure and eliminated these bastards who were trying to snatch his treasure.

　　This is why the hero-king Gilgamesh participated in this Holy Grail War.

　　However, Saber and other magicians who didn't know Archer's name naturally just thought he was talking nonsense.

　　Seemingly aware of Shirou's gaze, Archer opened his jade-like red eyes and looked at him keenly.

　　Shirou looked away at that moment, pretending to be looking away, and almost couldn't help whistling.

　　"Speaking of which, I think I still know your real name. The king who is arrogant than I, Iskandar, should be the only one."

　　Unlike Saber, Rider spoke as if he was accommodating, and at some point he picked up the bottle and poured it back into the glass without any hesitation.

　　The wine that Archer brought out was undoubtedly a favorite of Rider.

　　Irisviel and Webber, who were on the sidelines, immediately listened intently, eager to hear Rider reveal the "real name", but to their disappointment, Rider changed the subject.

　　"Then Archer, so if you nod and say yes, then we'll get the Holy Grail?"

　　"Of course, but I have no reason to reward a rat like you."

　　"Aren't you reluctant?"

　　"Of course not, I only reward my subjects and the people."

　　Archer smiled mockingly at Rider.

　　"Or Rider, if you are willing to surrender to me, then I will give you a cup or two."

　　"...Ah, that's impossible."

　　Rider scratched his chin, and seemed to feel that the other party's conditions were too high, so he simply turned his head.

　　"But Archer, it doesn't really matter to you whether you have the Holy Grail or not. You are not fighting for the Holy Grail to fulfill your wishes."

　　"Of course. But I can't let go of the guy who took my treasure. It's a matter of principle."

　　"That is to say—"

　　Rider drained his glass of wine.

　　"What does that mean? Is there any reason?"

　　"It's the rule."

　　Archer responded immediately.

　　"The law I made as a king."

　　"Ah."

　　Rider seemed to understand his words and sighed deeply.

　　"It's a perfect king. He can implement his own rules. But, I still want the Holy Grail very much. My method is to grab it if I want it, because I, Iskandar, are the king of conquerors."

　　"Not necessarily. As long as you commit the crime, I can punish you. There is no room for negotiation."

　　"Then we can only meet on the battlefield."

　　Archer's mouth curled into a smile and Rider nodded at the same time.

　　"—But Archer, anyway, let's drink the bar first, and let's talk about the battle later."

　　"Unless, of course, you don't like the wine I brought."

　　"What a joke, why am I willing not to drink wine now?"

　　The King of Heroes and the "King of Conquerors" just talked to each other calmly about how they wanted to kill each other.

　　At this moment, Archer and Rider have made Saber unable to distinguish between friend and foe, so she could only sit silently and watch the two of them.

　　After a while, she finally spoke to Rider.

　　"King of Conqueror, since you have already admitted that the Holy Grail is someone else's property, do you still want to use force to seize it?"

　　"—Huh? Of course, my belief is 'conquest'... that is, 'capture' and 'invasion'."