The Last Supper?! / That Black Terror

Solid muscles are the kind that generate explosive power, not like those of fitness enthusiasts with bulging veins and high muscle definition. Therefore, they also appear slender and attractive, the type that makes clothes look slimmer.

"Ah, Little Yi, it's your job to keep watch," the bunny girl with a single ponytail said casually, waving her hand.

"Oh, don't worry about that. Back in Liangshan, I was in charge of intelligence work too! So how about we all have a drink together tonight?" Yan Qing laughed heartily, then reached out to pull the three beauties into his arms.

However, apart from King Lanling who was wearing a mask, Qin Liangyu and Jing Ke both nimbly dodged the attack.

"I have important work to do tomorrow, and I'm under military orders, so I won't drink. Please enjoy your meal," Qin Liangyu said with a serious bow.

"Ah, I'd like to have a few drinks with two handsome young men. Besides, it's too extravagant for me, a woman caught between two good men. I really can't handle it. I feel like I'm going to be forced by that idiot king to do something silly without proper preparation. Besides, I already have plans with the owners upstairs, so I'll skip it tonight," Jing Ke said, waving his hand.

After the two women finished speaking, they turned around gracefully and left in their respective directions.

Yan Qing, who was perched on King Lanling's shoulder, realized he had been rejected and lowered his head in a humiliating manner.

However, he quickly recovered and said with a smile, "Lan-chan, it seems it'll just be the two of us tonight. Would you like some baijiu? Yellow wine? Or Western red wine? Or maybe a beer with lots of foam? If you think two men are too monotonous, then I'll cosplay the beauty beside Lord Xiang Yu."

Yan Qing possesses the ability to Doppelganger, and his greatest skill is transforming into various beautiful characters, whether it's the Britain King Arthur of Britain who started a Round Table or something, or Queen Medb is especially loved by Celtic warriors.

With his arm around her shoulder, King Lanling chuckled and said, "No, now, my relationship with Consort Yu Ji is merely that of understanding friends. She was kind to me back then, and I am willing to serve her in her capacity. Everything is perfectly clear, and there will never be any overstepping of boundaries."

Yan Qing wasn't listening at all, laughing loudly as he said, "Really? Really? Fine! Let's drink! Let's drink! Tonight we'll have a blast!"

Chapter 468 The Last Supper?!

Over in the lobby, the annoying, sharp-tongued bunny girl had left, so the guests resumed their enjoyable drinking.

All sorts of luxurious food and drink were laid out in the venue: a three-meter-high golden champagne tower, a pool of chocolate fountain, red wine from a French estate, and barrels of finely mixed beer were brought in on trolleys.

A white cloth is laid out on the table, which is filled with all kinds of exquisite and fragrant delicacies, including rare delicacies from land and sea, and various kinds of fish and animals, forming a new era of Manchu Han Imperial Feast, in addition to various international cuisines such as French, Italian, and Halal.

In this chaotic and calamistic apocalypse, even though many of you here are powerful and influential, you actually live in poverty. Being able to eat clean white rice or toast every day is considered a sign of wealth.

You can't expect to have everything you need in the event of an earthquake or tsunami, or even if your house or villa is completely destroyed. When a city is swallowed by a tsunami, just surviving is already a huge achievement.

People may have vastly different experiences of enjoyment, but when faced with adversity, everyone is equal. A strong person in the business world or a high achiever in school exams may become worthless in a completely different environment.

When war breaks out or natural disasters occur, even royalty and high-ranking officials cannot escape being forced to leave their homes and live in exile, drinking cold water and eating compressed biscuits, and may even suffer from hunger and cold.

Faced with such a world, some people entered the Tower to the Sky for safety, but to some extent, they also lost their freedom to go outside and their contact with the outside world, and could only live in the small world inside the tower. They could only see news from the outside world through the media provided inside the tower.

Most of the participants inside the venue were people who had given up on entering the Tower to the Sky and chose to wander and adventure in the outside world.

In such an apocalyptic world, people can live as they please, be more devout than any believer, fully indulge their desires, hysterically unleash their inner madness, and create their own rules to follow.

In comparison, life inside the Tower to the Sky is like night and day.

However, it was precisely because of this that the ambitions of the people here were once again stimulated and soared. They did not expect that a mere Tower to the Sky would be so luxurious inside. Even though the competition had not yet begun, all the contestants were given such high-level hospitality.

Food and wine were served without regard to cost, indulging in the wastefulness of four hundred people.

"Oh, I haven't seen such large hairy crabs in decades!"

"This shark fin is so good, I'll have another serving!"

"This grilled eel is so delicious!"

"Fried chicken! We're out of chicken legs! Send another truckload! The chicken wings are almost gone too!"

"Barbecue! Smoked meat! Hot pot meat! Bring me all the beef and lamb!"

Many contestants ate and drank to their hearts' content, spilling alcohol down their necks and all over the floor, along with bits of fried chicken and piles of shrimp and crab shells and bones of various kinds of meat on the table.

The players here are increasingly eager to win and obtain everything inside the tower.

"What a bunch of country bumpkins!"

"Once we seize power, we will rebuild the system of aristocratic rule and relocate them to the lower regions."

"Indeed, what you said is excellent. We must not let them pollute our eyes."

The elegant nobles sat together around a table, mocking the country bumpkins around them, while also gracefully clinking glasses of red wine and enjoying a French meal. In fact, they ate quite a bit, but the waiters immediately removed all the plates they had finished eating from.

"This caviar is quite nice. I'll take some back for a late-night snack or afternoon tea. I hope you won't mind?" someone said, grabbing five or six cans and putting them into the inside pocket of his coat.

"Of course! This is not gluttony, but a victory celebration in advance. Anyway, this tower is already destined to be ours. We don't need to humiliate ourselves anymore. I believe that whoever is here will be generous in entertaining our fellow nobles after we win, right?" someone said with a smile.

"That's exactly right!" The nobles burst into laughter, each grabbing their favorite dishes.

"Miss Edelfelt, please don't stand on ceremony," a nobleman said with a smile to the blonde, curled-hair young lady sitting next to him.

"Uh... um..." Luviagelita Edelfelt turned her head away, revealing an expression of impatience, thinking to herself, "If I had known that the noble faction was all like this, I would have been better off staying over there like Sakura."

Compared to these gluttonous people, there were also some cautious individuals, like the murderous group from before, who seemed to be huddled in a corner, eating the dry rations and water they had brought with them.

Of course, people with the ability to identify poisons will carefully choose safe food.

"Shirou, can I eat this?" The silver-haired girl asked the man, holding up a plate full of food and desserts.

Shirou carefully examined the needles, inserted them with specially made silver needles, smelled them, and even licked them with his tongue. Only after confirming they were non-toxic did he return them to the girl, saying, "Hmm, Anna, these are fine now."

"Hmm! Shirou, wait a minute, I still have something I want to eat. I'll be right back!" Anna smiled happily, but looking at the various delicacies around her, the food on her plate seemed too monotonous, so she spoke up.

"Yes, I'll stay here. Take your time eating," Shirou said gently.

"Da~! It's a date, right? I'll grab a few more things and be right back~!" The quiet, silver-haired girl gave Shirou a bright smile and scurried off to the other tables.

Tohsaka, standing to the side, stared at Shirou, raising an eyebrow and giving him the look of someone looking at a criminal suspect, and said, "

A short while later, Anastasia ran back, holding a plate of food with a spoon stuck in it above her head and asking, "Shirou, is this okay? Chinese cuisine, Tohsaka ate it too!"

This time, Anna brought back a plate of golden-brown, glistening fried rice, containing corn, wheat, and carrots—a vibrant and appealing dish.

Shirou picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, tasted it, and said, "Yangzhou fried rice... don't eat so much."

"What?!" Tohsaka, who was holding a plate of fried rice that was even bigger than Anna's, asked unhappily.

"It's very oily, you'll get fat..." Shirou explained.

"Uh! No! Even if I ate too much! As long as I exercise, it'll be fine!" Rin Tohsaka looked quite disappointed, but she quickly slammed her hand on the table, making several empty plates in front of her clatter.

"Yes, yes! Sister is right." Sakura nodded in agreement, her empty plates on the table in front of her were twice as many as her sister's.

"Okay, okay! I'll just have a small bowl then! Shirou, could you go get it for me?" Anna said sweetly.

"Okay, sure," Shirou replied, walking towards the table where the cutlery was placed and finding a small bowl for the girl.

"Anna -chan, you really listen to Shirou-senpai. Could it be that you like him and want to marry him or something?" Sakura asked with a smile, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Rin Tohsaka laughed, waving her hands and saying, "Haha, how could that be? Anna is still a little girl, not old enough to get married, that would be a crime!"

At that moment, Anna suddenly spoke up, "Hey! I'm sixteen already. In Russia, girls can get married at fourteen, you know."

"Eh..." The surrounding air froze.

At that moment, Shirou returned with a small bowl in his hand.

The cute silver-haired girl took the bowl, picked up the spoon that Shirou had used earlier, filled a small bowl with fried rice, then scooped up the fragrant fried rice and put it in her mouth, revealing a sweet smile.

"Eh? Eh!" Rin Tohsaka and Sakura exclaimed in surprise. They had thought she was an innocent little girl, but could she actually be a deeply hidden rival?

At this moment, it seemed as if two horns had sprouted from the silver-haired girl's head, and she also had a pair of small black wings behind her. She was simply a silver-haired little devil who had planned everything perfectly.

"Could it be that the younger sister was the one who was actually doing it intentionally? A legal crime!?" The two sisters exchanged a glance and said in surprise.

After the banquet, accommodations were prepared for everyone in the contestants' designated passageway. Although it involved more than twenty people crammed together in beds without gender distinction, the difference between the lavish banquet and the previous events was enormous—it was like night and day.

In the staff's isolation area, Servant, monitoring the contestants' every move through screens in different locations, were conversing via communication devices.

"But will these gentlemen and ladies be able to sleep comfortably in such accommodations? Luckily, we have single rooms available for our staff!" Brother Yan Qing said with a smile.

"It's alright, it's alright. Many of them are roughnecks and tomboys. After eating and drinking their fill, there are plenty of girls who will lie down on the carpet and fall asleep immediately. After all, there will be plenty of empty seats tomorrow morning, and the contestants can choose for themselves then. No wonder he's the king! Truly ruthless and merciless." Jing Ke said with a cynical smile, it was unclear whether he was praising or teasing.

She appears to be in a VIP room, but she is alone on the bed while two blond men, completely drunk, are embracing on the floor.

"Jing Qing, since you've already sworn allegiance to that lord, then show him some respect!" The bunny girl with the frilly hair looked at Jing Ke and said with a serious face.

"Yes, yes~! Little Liangyu, if you keep a straight face, your cute bunny outfit will be wasted. Don't be angry with me~! This is just drunken talk, drunken talk. Accepting someone like me to surrender was that person's decision, wasn't it?" Jing Ke hiccuped, teasing the female general with the bun hairstyle, and said with a smile.

"I will keep an eye on you and won't allow any criminal with a criminal record to have the opportunity to assassinate that official!" Qin Liangyu replied bluntly.

"Yes, yes... Let's work together again tomorrow, but let's see how things go tonight first," Jing Ke said with a smile.

The banquet lasted until midnight, featuring a variety of music from ancient Chinese music, followed by an orchestra, a pianist's solo, and finally modern pop and electronic dance music.

Some people got so drunk that they turned the platform into a dance floor, jumping up and dancing wildly. Some even collapsed on the ground, unconscious, clutching bottles of alcohol.

The remaining contestants who remained conscious all chose to go to the same room with their teammates so they could look after each other. However, Rin Tohsaka seemed determined to stay with Sakura the whole time.

"Tohsaka? Aren't you coming with me?" Shirou asked, looking at the black-haired woman.

Three angry, bulging veins appeared on Rin Tohsaka's forehead, one sign of anger, the other of this man's lack of common sense.

Secondly, she was angry. Even though the man made such a nonsensical invitation, he didn't actually mean anything by it! It had no effect on her charm whatsoever, which was infuriating!

Thirdly, the man clearly knew this would infuriate her, but he still did it! It's simply incomprehensible.

Back when he wasn't yet gray-haired, he might have been a good young man, but now he's twisted into an incorrigible, despicable bastard.

Rin Tohsaka grew increasingly angry, her face flushing red. She gave a fierce look and resolutely refused, "No! And you're not coming with me! Go find somewhere to squat by yourself. Anna, let's go together. We'll have a girls' party tonight!"

"Women's Society? What kind of organization is that?" Anastasia looked at the woman with a puzzled expression and asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, it's just living with female friends, chatting, and sharing secrets," Rin Tohsaka said with a smile.

"Hara-shu~! Um... but... Shirou." The silver-haired girl looked quite interested upon hearing the explanation, and her native dialect slipped out. However, she then thought of the very important man beside her.

If she happily went with Tohsaka, wouldn't Shirou be left behind? Anna thought to herself, and hesitated again.

"Well, Anna, you go ahead. I have a mission tonight too," Shirou said with a smile to the silver-haired girl who turned to look at him.

"Okay! I understand~! Well then, Shirou, see you tomorrow." Anna, who had been living with Shirou for a while, immediately understood what Shirou meant and obediently agreed. She was a good woman who wouldn't interfere with a man's drinking or business. If possible, she would prefer to stay with him and drink a few bottles of vodka with him.

"Goodnight, senpai." Only Sakura politely turned around, bowed to Shirou, and smiled as she said goodbye.

"Ah, see you tomorrow. Ladies, please be careful and don't Independent Action. Well then... good night." Shirou smiled and waved to the ladies.

Perhaps our Western guests are unaware that China has an ancient custom: before condemned prisoners are taken to the execution ground, they are served a feast so that they can die a well-fed ghost.

Chapter 469 The Black Terror

So Shirou and the girls went their separate ways, with Rin Tohsaka leading the group toward the girls' dormitories specifically for female use.

After all, not all the contestants were barbarians. After a unified discussion, the male and female dormitories were decided. After eating and drinking their fill, many people got drunk and didn't ask for much. They just wanted to find a bed and sleep soundly.

However, living together inevitably leads to clashes between people.

In fact, there were already two guests in the room that Rin Tohsaka was heading towards.

"Oh! What? That idiot, making such a fuss! What do you mean by gentlemanly conduct? Are you underestimating us? Back when I was fighting alongside my Father King, I even slept in the mud!" Mordred said, sitting on the bed with his legs crossed.

"If there is a brain disease, I suggest timely treatment and early amputation! To save the brain," Nightingale advised.

"I think people with brain problems can't be cured like this, right? Oh well! Good luck with your efforts!" Mordred retorted.

Henry Jekyll, a gentlemanly young man in a suit and glasses, who had also separated from his female teammates and was walking outside, suddenly sneezed. He wiped his nose and muttered in confusion, "Servant shouldn't catch colds so easily. Anyway, I'd better find a room with an empty bed quickly."

At that moment, Shirou happened to be walking in the same aisle, the two of them standing on opposite sides, looking at each other.

"Good evening, Mr. Emiya. Aren't you going to rest?" Henry Jekyll asked.

"Ah, it won't be peaceful here tonight. Don't stay in a dangerous room with an unsettling atmosphere, okay? Well, given your situation, the danger should be directed at others." After saying that, Shirou walked out on his own.

"Hmm?" Jekyll looked at Shirou's departing figure with a puzzled expression.

In the Sun King's room, all the beds were arranged in a pyramid shape, with Ramesses II lying on top, thankfully the ceiling was high enough. Ramesses II, who was very particular about his indoor environment, would not tolerate anyone disturbing his residence or his rest.

Anyone who dared to offend him was beaten up, rendered unconscious, and thrown into the corridor.

Meanwhile, his two subordinates, Rani VIII of Tesla and a middle-aged man from Africa wearing a white turban, prepared to sleep on the floor in a corner of the room.

"If I sleep on the floor, my old back really won't be able to handle it. Rani- chan, you're so kind of you." The middle-aged man wearing a white headscarf asked the android girl beside him.

"Yes, please don't worry. My body has reached the optimal result after multiple possibilities have been calculated. It's a special type that can enter a dormant state no matter where it is," Rani replied calmly.

"Ah... yes... Is that so? That's wonderful." The middle-aged man blinked awkwardly, saying with a hint of sadness.

"Well... In my presence, all beings are equal. Regardless of whether servants are obedient or not, they should not be granted any special privileges. However, if subordinates are kept busy without sufficient rest, it is not the best way to serve their master, but rather a form of pointless exploitation. Therefore, I will grant each of you a bed. Do not be shy; this is the Pharaoh's decree. Simply accept it honestly."

"Yes, yes! You truly deserve to be our Sun King, the real Pharaoh, the great Osmanthus! We are extremely grateful for your generosity!" The middle-aged man knelt respectfully to express his gratitude. As the representative chosen by Africa, he initially thought of it as a powerful weapon, following the mindset of Magecraft.

However, he was soon captivated by Ramesses II's charm. He was now working hard to help Ramesses II obtain the Tower to the Sky and the world.

The question mark-shaped scepter that Ramesses II often held was the Heca scepter, representing the power of 'rule'. It symbolized both royal and divine authority, but this grand and imposing object was actually modeled after the walking sticks used by Egyptian shepherds.

It may seem unapproachable, but it actually pays close attention to every little thing happening in ordinary people's lives.

On one hand, he was high above, disregarding even the gods, being both the greatest pharaoh and the highest sun god. On the other hand, he cared for his people, was close to agriculture and animal husbandry, and cherished crops and livestock, truly deserving of the title of a wise Lord.