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97.28% Reincarnated as a dragon egg in DxD with a Fate System! / Chapter 287: Banquet on the Einzbern Castle (1)

Chapter 287: Banquet on the Einzbern Castle (1)

Night had descended again on Fuyuki City.

It had only been a day since he had attacked the Kotomine pair. With them and Assassin out of the picture, it seemed Drako could relax. There were only four Servants left. Practically, half the job was done.

However, that was not the case. At first, the Holy Grail War was supposed to last about two weeks, maybe less. But he had accelerated this process too much. Perhaps in two or three days, it would all have come to an end.

The best thing was to end this war as soon as possible. There was no sense in dragging out this farce any longer than necessary. It was a waste of time. Sakura had been unable to go to school for a week. This morning, she had already asked about this situation. Somehow, Kuroka had taken it upon herself to calm her worries. Drako had never been good at coming up with good excuses.

Zoe was in charge of Sakura tonight, protecting her from possible danger. Now that Assassin was no threat, Drako could be safe leaving only one of his Servants with the little girl.

He had only intended to bring Kuroka tonight, but Mordred had insisted on coming with them after learning of their destiny. Drako didn't mind, and neither did Kuroka, so they had agreed to let her accompany them.

Einzbern Castle was a very important place in Fate/Zero. Caster would attack it, using small children to force Saber to rescue them. Kayneth would also attack Kiritsugu, but it would go very badly for him. The magus killer would destroy the noble magus's magic circuits, leading him to despair and many other events that would happen in the future. On the other hand, Kirei would attack Irisviel and Maiya, but that was no longer possible.

All this had been thwarted beforehand by Drako. It was curious how all the attackers had been killed by him. Many would not believe it, but this was indeed a coincidence.

"So this is father's residence," Mordred murmured as she surveyed the massive mansion the Einzbern's had built on the outskirts of Fuyuki. "Truly worthy of the King of Knights."

Drako nodded his head. The place was truly impressive from the outside, and it was surely impressive from the inside as well. He could probably only find one problem with it.

"The only thing impressive about the place is its appearance-nyaa. I'd rather have a smaller house, like the one we have in Kuoh, but with a lot more movement. Living here every day would be a bore."

Drako agreed with Kuroka. As impressive as this place looked, it couldn't compare in the atmosphere to his home. Though that house had nothing to envy to the Einzbern's mansion, as Drako doubted they had heated pools and thermal baths.

For the pools and baths alone, Drako considered his home superior to the Einzbern's. The baths, especially, had given him very good times with Kuroka and Lavinia.

Lavinia... he hadn't seen her for a year, just like Natsume. Drako missed all the girls and boys of DxD. They weren't going to notice his disappearance, but he did notice their absence.

Drako opened the door to the Einzbern mansion. There was no need to announce his arrival. He had already noticed that they had placed a ward warning of intruders. They had intentionally let them in, or Drako would have had to use force to enter. It's not like a simple magic field could have stopped him.

Upon entering, the first thing that struck him was the considerable number of traps set. This was Kiritsugu's handiwork, no doubt about it. A little further on, a silver-haired woman was waiting for them.

"What is the reason for your visit?" Irisviel asked with a smile. She seemed calm, but Drako could sense her nervousness thanks to her [Senjutsu]. Kuroka had sensed it too, or so Drako could decipher from her mischievous smile.

"We didn't come here to fight," Drako assured.

Irisviel let out a sigh of relief. For some reason, she actually trusted his words. Or perhaps, she wanted to trust his words. Her time was running out. Three Servants had died, and if she could move it was thanks to Avalon.

"So?"

"We wanted to attend the banquet."

Irisviel looked at Drako with obvious confusion. There was no need to explain anything, just wait. Meanwhile, the girls watched the interior of the mansion.

Suddenly, a thunderous roar rang in the ears of those present. An explosion of prana swept through the place. Nothing too powerful for Drako and his Servants, but enough to stagger a weakened Irisviel.

"As loud as ever," Drako muttered.

The roar came from a nearby thunderclap, and the prana impact that followed it meant that the camp in the forest was already under attack.

"What is it... a frontal onslaught?" Irisviel asked.

A pair of strong arms held Irisviel's shoulders; they were the arms of Saber who immediately appeared at her side when this strange change occurred.

"Are you all right, Irisviel?"

"Yes, just scared. I didn't think I would visit such a rude guest."

"I'll go greet him. You stay by me."

Irisviel nodded upon hearing this. Staying by Saber's side, who was going out to greet the attack, meant that she herself must also face the enemy. However, the battlefield is the safest place for Irisviel, because the strongest Servant is beside her.

Saber looked at the guests (whom they had not invited, but at least they were not causing trouble). Her gaze was complicated as she passed by Mordred and was confused when she saw the unknown Kuroka. Finally, she looked cautiously at Drako. She knew who was the most dangerous in the place.

"Mind if we join you?" Drako asked politely. "Honestly, I doubt this is going to escalate into a fight."

Saber frowned, but ended up nodding.

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Chapter 288: Banquet on the Einzbern Castle (2)

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Saber agreed to let Drako accompany them, but he had only proposed this to buy Rider's time to arrive on the scene. After all, the Einzbern camp was strong but insufficient against Gordius Wheel.

"The thunder then, and this meaningless tactic... the opponent must be Rider."

Irisviel recalled the overwhelming power of the Noble Phantasm she had witnessed a few days ago in the warehouse district. The chariot entwined with thunder and pulled by divine bulls - if this type of Noble Phantasm Anti-Army were to unleash its full power it could easily destroy the magic focus points located in the forest.

"Hey, King of Knights! I specially came to see you, come out. ah?"

This sound came from the entrance of the castle. It seemed that Rider had already arrived. Without a doubt, this was the King of Conquerors, Iskandar. Judging by his powerful, reverberating call, his tone was like that of a warrior about to fight.

Rider finally entered. He did so as if the mansion was his own property, his chest puffed out and his steps proud. Waver followed behind him, embarrassed by his Servant's attitude and a little frightened at the thought that they were in enemy territory.

"Hey, Saber. I wanted to take a look around after I heard about the castle here... oh? I see I'm not the only one who wanted to take a look at the castle. By the way, it's hard to get in and out of a house if you have a lot of trees in the garden. I almost got lost before I got to the gate, so I cut some down for you. Thanks to me, the view is much better."

Someone tugged on the sleeve of Drako's sweatshirt. It was Kuroka. From his amused look, she seemed to want to know the identity of this muscle-packed clown.

"He is King of Conquerors, Alexander the Great."

Drako whispered it in his wife's ear, though he doubted it would be enough for them not to hear. Well, Rider didn't seem to be paying too much attention to Drako right now.

"Rider, you..."

Saber wanted to say something. But, faced with this enemy who always left the opponent speechless, she didn't know what she should say anymore. It was Rider who frowned in surprise and said:

"Hey, King of Knights, aren't you going to wear something modern tonight? Don't always wear that old-fashioned armor."

If Saber's armor could be old-fashioned, how would Rider's attire of jeans and T-shirt look? This armor was considered Saber's pride, but the cracks in the thick breastplate suggested his weakness. Perhaps the only thing we could say here is 'the ignorant is irrevocable'.

Although it was true that the Servant of House Einzbern was the only one wearing her battle armor, even Drako's group was dressed in casual clothes. Obviously, no one had come intending to have a fight.

Well, at least two people did show enmity to Irisviel and Saber. Mordred seemed to still hate his "father", though it was more superficial than the look Waver was giving Irisviel. He probably thought it was her fault that Rider was now obsessed with casual clothes.

Once, King Alexander took the initiative to wear Asian clothing, given his interest in his conquered lands' cultures and caused his followers to avoid him like the plague. Irisviel had heard this story, but she would never have known that Rider's reason to change to modern attire was because of Saber and her costume.

What left them more confused was the thing in Rider's hand; it wasn't a weapon or anything used in battle.

It was a chest.

No matter how they looked at it, it still looked like a red wooden wine chest. Rider, who easily carried the chest under his arm, looked like a wine store owner coming to deliver an order.

"You..."

Saber, once again at a loss for words, took a deep breath and said serenely.

"Rider, what are you doing here?"

"Can't you guess from the appearance? I came to drink with you - hey, stop standing there and show me the way. Is there a courtyard here suitable for a feast? You guys can join in too if you like; you're invited."

Iskandar gestured to Drako's group as he spoke.

"..."

Saber and Irisviel were once again speechless. This idiot was inviting other people to have a banquet at the Einzbern mansion. Did he really think he owned the place or something?

Wait... Drako hadn't said anything about attending a banquet? Did he know this was going to happen?

Saber gave the mysterious boy a deep look, as if she could draw out his secrets with a glance. Obviously, she wasn't going to find out anything. At least for the time being.

"Rider, you really are a genius. A feast would be perfect," Drako commented with a smile.

"Hahaha, I know. I wouldn't be called the King of Conquerors if I wasn't a genius."

Drako nodded his head as if it was natural what the man was saying, while Kuroka had a strange smile on her face at the sight of the giant idiot packed with muscles.

Currently, Kuroka had her ears and tails hidden so as not to draw too much attention to herself, though Drako had told her that there was no need to hide them. In the end, she was just a companion and didn't want to steal the spotlight from her man. She would rather stay home than actively participate in all the fights, but she had agreed to accompany Drako because they would only have a small banquet with possible future mates. Curiosity kills the cat, or so they say.

"By the way, this is a challenge."

Saber, who should have lost her will to fight, suddenly became solemn.

"Challenge?" Irisviel asked.

"Yes... I am a king, you are also a king, and I can even feel the aura of a king accompanying Drako. If we are to seek victory at the drinking table, then this is a battle without bloodshed."

A genuine smile bloomed on Drako's face as he listened to Saber, just as the King of Conquerors nodded with a smile.

"Hohoho, it's good that you understand. Since we can't oppose each other with swords, then let's fight with wine. King of the Knights, Drako, I will not go easy on you tonight. Prepare yourselves."

"Interesting. I accept." Drako replied cheerfully.

"I will not lose."

Saber, answering resolutely, emanated sharp battle vigor as if facing a battlefield. Only then did Irisviel realize that this was not a joke but a real 'battle'.


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