"My wish?"
Aske did not answer immediately, but took a sip of the wine.
Everyone was not in a hurry and quietly waited for Aske to continue.
"Didn't I say it before? I'm the Demon King.”
Instead of answering directly, he started another topic.
"As a Demon King, my principles are very simple. That is-"
"Pleasure!"
Asker raised his golden wine cup high up into the sky, looking very ambitious.
When Gilgamesh heard Aske's words, he could not help but laugh excitedly.
He looked straight at Asker as if he had seen his own kind.
"Pleasure?"
Rider touched his chin in confusion and asked Aske for an answer.
"That's right, Rider. I only need to follow my heart and pursue the things that make me happy.”
"Even if someone loses their life?”
"As long as it's not the person I love, it's just a prop to please me. No matter what, it has nothing to do with me.”
Aske first glanced at Saber, then looked at Gilgamesh and the Conqueror King with disdain.
He deliberately revealed a mocking smile, opened his arms, and continued,
"What I say is the truth, and what I do is justice.”
"As long as it's something I want to do, I'll do it.”
"I won't be restricted by anyone.”
After saying that, Asker continued to taste the wine.
"Hmm, it seems that you call yourself the Demon King for a reason. Your principles are the same as a real Demon King.”
Rider didn't comment. Although the other party was also called a king, he was still a demon king. It was a completely different concept from his Conquest King, Gilgamesh's Hero King, or Saber's Knight King.
"However, you are somewhat similar to Golden Sparkle. You are arrogant, conceited, and do not allow others to refute you.”
"Idiot, don't compare me to this miscellaneous cultivator. Even this king will listen to the advice of his officials, completely different from this kind of idiot who insists on his own way.”
Aske wasn't angry and allowed the Hero King to mock him.
Saber, on the other hand, felt a little strange.
Saber suddenly felt that the Asker in front of him was a little unfamiliar, or rather, he had never really understood him. Perhaps this was his original appearance.
During their previous conversation, Asker had told Saber about his true nature, and she was already mentally prepared.
However, when he saw this slightly deranged Asker, he still felt a little unfamiliar.
'This is probably his true appearance.'
Saber thought, but she didn't forget what she said.
"If you do this, I will stop you.”
Aske did not reply, as if he had tacitly agreed.
Rider's eyes wandered between the two of them, and he was caught off guard by the public display of affection.
"The two of you are really close. Speaking of which, what is your wish, Caster?”
"Hmm, speaking of wishes, naturally it's to become stronger?”
"Oh?"
Everyone was a little surprised, not because of the desire to become stronger, but because of the Demon King's desire to become stronger.
From Rider and Archer's point of view, this wish didn't match his previous statement.
"Humph, do you think I'm as desperate as you for the so-called 'all-purpose wishing machine', Rider?”
Asker looked at Rider mockingly, then glanced at Gilgamesh.
"If I have any wishes, I will fulfill them with my own hands, not relying on external objects.”
"An all-purpose wishing machine? Don't make me laugh. Placing one's wishes on a wish is unreasonable in itself. Only children would have such naive wishes.”
He was obviously mocking Rider.
Rider looked at Asker with a serious expression. He was a little angry and didn't agree with him, but he didn't object.
"The Holy Grail's massive mana is what I need. It's the key to increasing my strength.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Rider started targeting him.
"He's clearly a dead person, yet he's still so obsessed with power.”
"Die? Don't get me wrong, I'm a living being.”
"What's going on? Asker?"
It was not just Saber, even Gilgamesh found it strange.
Logically speaking, only dead heroic spirits could be summoned after signing a contract with the Holy Grail.
But Asker said that he was " alive."
This was already against common sense.
"It wasn't that I responded to the Holy Grail's summoning, but that I asked the Holy Grail to summon me. Do you understand?"
"I see."
Rider instantly understood what Aske meant, and Gilgamesh shifted his gaze back to the wine glass.
Saber was the only one who looked at Asker in confusion.
"Since you are so powerful, why do you desire the power of the Holy Grail?”
"Although the all-purpose wishing machine is a joke to me, from another perspective, it really exists.”
Asker smiled mysteriously and did not answer Rider directly.
Even Gilgamesh was somewhat puzzled.
'It seems like there are some secrets about the Holy Grail War that I don't know about, but Shi Chen didn't tell me.'
A hint of killing intent had already formed in his heart towards the distant time. Concealing and deceiving were considered equal crimes in the eyes of the tyrant Gilgamesh.
That's a capital offense.
Saber still wanted to ask Asker for an explanation, but now was not the time to do so.
Other than Wilbur, everyone present noticed something strange.
The Conqueror King picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of the " most delicious wine on the market " that he had brought with him. He raised it above his head.
"Since you are a guest, why don't we sit down and drink together?”
"Even those servants are qualified to sit, Conquest King?”
"Of course, the king's words are directed at the people. Scatter! Come, this wine is with your blood!”
A dagger flew over and shattered the spoon in Rider's hand. Several people laughed mockingly in the darkness.
At the same time, masked men walked out one by one. It was Assassin, who was supposed to be dead.
The atmosphere in the arena became unusually heavy. Even Wilbur could feel Rider's anger.
"Didn't I say it before? This wine is mixed with your blood. Since you've casually spilled it, then I won't be polite.”
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the originally calm night. The sand that blew in from somewhere forced people to look away.
"Saber, Archer, and Caster, as the last question for the banquet.”
"Shouldn't a king be proud and aloof?"
Archer was expressionless.
Aske smiled disdainfully.
Only Saber responded to the Conquest King.
"Your Majesty is naturally arrogant."
When he opened his eyes again, Rider had already changed into his red battle robe. He was no longer in the garden outside the castle, but in an unfamiliar desert.
The wind also calmed down, and in its place was an army that appeared out of thin air behind the Conqueror King.
"No, Saber, you should just marry someone and stop acting like a king.”
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