"I would've done it even if you hadn't told me to!" Webber retorted stiffly, only to be grabbed by Rider and hauled behind him.
"Thank you for the advice, Sakutsuki." Rider swirled his wine cup and looked meaningfully at the last of the three kings.
"Your turn, Saber."
There was no doubt that both the Hero King's reward and the King of Conquerors' test had pushed Saber, another king, onto the stage. If she failed to give Sakutsuki's actions an appropriate response, then the Knight King would be declared defeated in this exchange.
Before Saber could speak, Irisviel stepped forward first. Smiling, she patted Artoria's shoulder and looked at Sakutsuki.
"Unfortunately, I already have a husband I dearly love... so we'll give Saber to you, little Sakutsuki~~"
It seemed that Sakutsuki's act of returning Illya had greatly improved Irisviel's opinion of him. Even now, she could still joke with him as she had in Winter's Castle.
"Hey, Irisviel!"
Artoria had never expected Irisviel to suddenly say something like that. Her lovely face immediately became flustered. She turned aside and pretended to scold the troublesome Winter Princess, when in truth, she simply did not dare face Sakutsuki's half-smiling gaze.
"Oho, that's quite a nice reward. I like it, I like it." Rider nodded eagerly, letting out the sort of laugh every man understood.
Yet Sakutsuki did not laugh. His gaze drifted for an instant before he curled his lip and chuckled as though remembering something.
"Better not. I have no interest in a girl with a dragon's stomach—after all, whenever she has free time, she soaks herself in the newly opened Teishoku-ya, greedily stuffing herself every day, doesn't she?"
"What are you talking about, Sakutsuki?!" Faced with such an insult, Saber flew into a rage. "Tell me what a Teishoku-ya is