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Capítulo 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'.


Capítulo 289: Banquet at the Einzbern Castle (4)

"Wait... did you say dragon?!"

Waver wasn't the only one surprised on the spot.

Thanks to the Stealth skill, Drako had concealed his genuine aura at all times. It was only thanks to Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm that allowed the King of Heroes to discover the dragon's true origin.

Saber finally understood what the strange sensation she had felt in her first encounter with Drako was. She carried dragon blood in her veins, and it seemed that it had resonated with Drako. Since he had hidden all traces of his race, she had not been able to deduce what it was that she found familiar about him. Despite all this, that he was a dragon was still surprising to her.

Artoria did not doubt Gilgamesh's words. It was improbable that a Heroic Spirit as proud as Archer would lie. Especially considering the proud smile on his face.

"Oh, a dragon. Impressive."

Rider only looked mildly amazed, but he wasn't making a big deal out of it. He was paying more attention to the wine Gilgamesh had brought out; perhaps this one was more important to him.

"Yes, I am a dragon," Drako had no reason to hide it. "I'm the Nephalem Dragon Monarch."

Irisviel was amazed. Not only was Drako a dragon, but he was a king among dragons. Even in the past, before the Reverse Side of the World existed, stories of dragons were few. But even scarcer were the dragons who had earned a title among them. Although Irisviel was unaware of Drako's title, she put it down to her ignorance of general culture.

"That's impossible!" Waver stood up with a start and pointed towards Drako. "Dragons shouldn't be able to get out of that side!"

The Reverse Side of the World, the layer of the World that retains the laws of the Age of Gods that houses surviving Phantasmal Species and presumably Divine Spirits instead of people. It was common sense that no human could go to that place and that no Phantasmal Species could go to the other side. So, what was a dragon doing on the human side of the world?

Drako raised an arm in Waver's direction without saying anything. Everyone looked at him in silence, not knowing what Drako was going to do. He could attack and kill Waver in one blow, but it didn't look like Iskandar was going to make a move to defend his fragile Master.

Drako pulled back the sleeve covering his arm to shoulder height. It was amazing how Drako, who despite being tall did not seem to be overly muscular like Rider was, had muscles of considerable size and perfectly defined under his clothes.

And that was just his arm muscles, if the others could see what was under all his clothes....

No, this is not the time to drool, Kuroka.

What impressed the others was not Drako's musculature but that his arm began to change color. The pale skin became as dark as coal, and strange white patterns crossed that black color. They visibly saw the skin harden, and the arm grow larger and bigger.

The strange patterns sank in. It was as if Drako's human skin split and became boulders, and those patterns were the cracks that separated these boulders that were once one and the same land.

"Scales..."

From the tips of his fingers, as far as Drako's clothing would let on, Drako's entire arm had been surrounded by scales. No, it was more accurate to say that his human skin had been transformed into dragon scales.

Waver slumped back in his seat in shock. He had no words to express what he was feeling at the moment. The most important thing in his head was: were all the Reverse Side of the World theories that had evolved over the centuries wrong? Was all the magus' work for nothing?

"How is this possible?" the young Waver forced himself to mutter.

Drako shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know. Maybe the laws of the world don't work on me. Maybe I am Gaia and Alaya's favorite. It's also true that I haven't tried to take my true form yet; maybe they interpret that I'm more human than dragon as long as I don't abuse my powers."

A half-truth. It was true that Drako hadn't tried his dragon form, but most likely, using it wasn't going to give him any trouble. Besides, even if he was dragged to that place, he could always return using a Fate Point.

After his explanation, he returned his arm back to his human form. It was strange to have a human body with a dragon arm.

For some reason, Waver looked relieved. Just the opposite of Archer, he looked really furious as he looked at Rider's Master.

"Are you done interrupting this battle between kings, mongrel?"

"Yes!"

Waver responded with a high-pitched squeak to Archer's question. It was funny to see the little Master so frightened.

With the matter of Waver settled, Gilgamesh turned his attention back to the competition.

"As you can see, be it wines or swords, only the best is reserved for my treasure. With this, it seems my grade as a king has already been decided."

Pretty arrogant for a single wine, in Drako's opinion. Perhaps if he could actually enjoy it, he would have a more favorable opinion of Archer on this subject.

"Stop the banter, Archer."

Saber bellowed. The silence was broken by a tense, intimidating atmosphere.

"I'm sick of hearing you bragging about your wine collection. You're not like a king, more like a clown."

Archer grimaced a grin as he looked at Saber all elated.

"How ungracious; someone who doesn't even know good wine is not at all fit to be a king."

Drako had a big grin on his face watching the amusing interaction between the two. This was something he had seen from behind a screen. It was totally different to feel it first hand.

Seeing Drako really enjoying himself also made Kuroka happy. It relieved her to see Drako taking his time to enjoy life, and not always be training, planning, or worrying about the future.

After all, it's more important to enjoy the present than to worry about the future or regret the past.

"How did you meet Drako?" Irisviel asked the clueless Kuroka.

"Huh?"

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