Someone in Type-Moon, Starting from Adopting Sakura

Who calls this loud ape a "money god"? He's clearly a god of wealth! Since he calls himself a king, then he is a king. As long as the money is right, you can treat anyone as a god!!

"Hmm? You are... Rider?"

Just as the shop owner was rushing back to his inventory to get the goods, a surprised and arrogant voice suddenly came from behind Iskandar.

Iskandar frowned, then turned his head to look. He saw a young man wearing black and white casual clothes, adorned with gold jewelry, his golden hair falling naturally, looking quite trendy and novel, appearing behind him. However, what surprised Iskandar more than his clothes was his familiar appearance.

"Archer?!"

Iskandar was also startled to see Gilgamesh here, but upon seeing that the latter was carrying the same bags and boxes as himself, he immediately understood.

"You're here to buy games too? That's great. I knew it wasn't just me who liked games from this era."

Seeing that Gilgamesh was also here to buy games, Iskandar's reservations disappeared for a moment. As if seeing a kindred spirit, he began to chat with Gilgamesh as if nothing had happened.

"Hmph. As a king, I should personally experience the entertainment of this era and judge its value."

Gilgamesh snorted, giving his act of buying games a grand label.

"Then you are truly great. I'm different; I'm just here to enjoy myself."

"So, this is the difference between you pseudo-kings and me." Gilgamesh snorted, but Iskandar didn't mind.

After chatting for a while and becoming somewhat more familiar with each other.

"It's good to run into you, Archer. I've actually been looking for you."

Suddenly, Iskandar spoke to Gilgamesh in front of him.

"Been looking for me? Are you impatient to seize the Holy Grail?"

Gilgamesh didn't pay attention to his words.

"No, the Holy Grail will definitely belong to me, but there's no need to conquer it so hastily. Think about it, Archer, this Holy Grail War has gathered so many heroes and heroes from ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign. Even kings have appeared – Saber, Lancer, you, and me, four of us. For me, this is a wonderful fate... So, before the Holy Grail War ends, I want to gather everyone to discuss our ideals and beliefs, and our respective ways of kingship, and to properly celebrate this hard-won fate."

Iskandar looked at Gilgamesh in front of him and spoke very seriously.

"Oh? A banquet of kings? It sounds somewhat interesting... However, I've already said it, there has only ever been me who can call himself king in heaven and on earth."

Gilgamesh replied indifferently.

So...

"Are you refusing?"

Iskandar looked calmly at Gilgamesh in front of him, not angered by his choice. After all, if he truly followed the beliefs he spoke of, even if he chose not to come, it would still be a form of kingship.

"No, it's very interesting. I agree."

Unexpectedly, Gilgamesh smiled slightly and then agreed.

"Since it's called a banquet of kings, if I don't come, how can it be named as such? Since I, as the true king, have the obligation to personally appear and teach you guys what kingship is."

"Hahahaha, that's right, that's how it should be. The clash of different beliefs and ways of kingship is what I want to see. King Arthur has a castle in the suburbs. Just go find her there. It's a shame the Queen of the Land of Shadows left yesterday, and I still can't contact her, which is quite troublesome..."

Although he was happy to see Gilgamesh agree, Scáthach's disappearance made him troubled.

"Are you an idiot? Aren't you allied? Can't your Master inform Scáthach's Master?"

Seeing Iskandar's troubled expression, Gilgamesh reminded him.

Considering Scáthach's recent performances, as well as her legend and strength, she was indeed a formidable opponent, even comparable to his close friend. Therefore, he did not use his usual term for subordinates but directly addressed her by name.

"You're right. How did I not think of it? You can make phone calls in this era..."

Iskandar slapped his own palm. The frown on his brow immediately relaxed.

"Thank you, Archer. I'll go inform Queen Scáthach now. We'll meet then."

However, just as he was about to hurry back and have Weber help him make the call.

Suddenly, a clear and cold female voice came from not far away.

"Oh? Are you looking for me?"

Chapter 55: Banquet of Kings (5K5 words)

"Oh? Are you looking for me?"

Just as Iskandar was about to return and have Weber help contact Luvia to inform Scáthach, a clear and cold female voice suddenly came from behind them, causing Iskandar and Gilgamesh to turn their heads.

A loud car horn sounded in their ears. Then, from the side of the road in Fuyuki City, a cool, purplish-red sports car was parked quietly, looking very stylish and eye-catching on the street.

The car door opened slowly. A tall woman wearing a stylish white trench coat, sunglasses, and a ladies' beret, holding a little girl's hand, got out of the car.

Scáthach calmly took off her sunglasses and waved at Iskandar, who was clearly stunned. Then, she didn't forget to greet Gilgamesh, who had been admiring the sports car.

"We meet again, Archer."

She smiled slightly and then began to walk towards them.

Because her posture was too elegant, too cool, combined with Scáthach's already excellent figure and appearance, she immediately attracted the attention of countless pedestrians as soon as she appeared on the street.

Some people wanted to approach her, but seeing Sakura beside Scáthach, they could only stop in disappointment.

Although everyone appreciates beauty, it seems she is already married...

"No need to look for me, I'm right here."

Scáthach walked directly in front of the two of them, smiling slightly, a hint of amusement appearing in her crimson eyes.

"Oh, oh, I've seen that mode of transportation of yours on television. It's called a car, right? I didn't expect you to actually get one."

Iskandar was clearly captivated by Scáthach's cool and stylish entrance. His gaze had been lingering on the sports car and Scáthach since the beginning, and he finally couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"I must say, this car suits you very well, Queen Scáthach."

"Does it? I think so too. Thank you for the compliment, King of Conquerors."

Scáthach smiled slightly at his words and said dismissively.

"If you like it, you can ask your Master to buy you one. I got this one with the allowance my Master gave me, and it feels pretty good right now. I'm playing a game of circling Fuyuki City. Interested in joining?"

"Circling Fuyuki City? Using modern transportation..."

Iskandar shook his head at this and replied, "While I am interested in the transportation of this era, I trust my Noble Phantasm and my old friend (warhorse) more than cars. Speaking of modern transportation, I am very interested in the fighter jets of this era. If I could equip each soldier in my Ionian Hetairoi with one, I believe they would become even stronger!"

"Fighter jets paired with Noble Phantasms... Haha, King of Conquerors, you certainly have some ideas."

Scáthach couldn't help but smile at this.

"..."

However, compared to Iskandar and Scáthach, who were on the same side, Gilgamesh's expression was rather strange. Shortly after they appeared, his gaze had shifted from the sports car to the little girl beside Scáthach, and he thought to himself—

This little girl looks familiar...

Gilgamesh stared intently at Sakura Tohsaka's face, pondered for a moment, and quickly came up with the answer.

Tokiomi Tohsaka's daughter?

He suddenly remembered where he had seen this familiar face before. It was on the wall of the Tohsaka Residence, where their family's photo album was displayed.

Moreover, during this time, he had often seen Tokiomi Tohsaka sighing while holding this little girl's photo. He didn't expect to see her here.

He remembered Kirei Kotomine saying that Tokiomi Tohsaka had given one of his daughters to another magus family for training. He must have been referring to this little girl.

In other words...

Gilgamesh glanced at Sakura Tohsaka, then at Scáthach, and it was clear he had figured something out.

I see. If that's the case, then the development of events is quite interesting...

"Sister..."

Being stared at by Gilgamesh's scarlet eyes, Sakura Tohsaka couldn't help but feel a little scared. She timidly tugged at Scáthach's sleeve, then leaned closer to her, finally hiding behind Scáthach.

"Oh? Don't be scared, Sakura. Sister is here, you'll be fine."

Sensing Sakura's distress, Scáthach reached out and stroked her head, her attitude unusually gentle as she spoke to comfort her. Then, she looked at Gilgamesh, who had been staring at them with a strange expression, and questioned him.

"Archer, is there something you need? Staring like that and scaring a little girl is not the behavior of a king."

"Hmph, I wouldn't deign to scare a little girl. I was merely thinking of something interesting just now."

Gilgamesh snorted coldly, not bothering to argue with Scáthach, and then shifted his gaze away from Sakura Tohsaka.

"Alright, alright. It's rare for three kings to gather here. Let's not make things too tense. I believe that no matter how strict Archer is, he wouldn't lay a hand on a child."

As the atmosphere became increasingly strained, Iskandar immediately stepped in.

However...

(Black Mud Flash: You are absolutely right.)

"By the way, Queen Scáthach, how did you hear me and Archer from so far away?"

Finally, Iskandar took the initiative to change the unpleasant topic.

"Oh, you mean that. I was just about to take Sakura to the cafe across the street to get something to eat. Before I could even get out of the car, I heard you and Archer talking."

Scáthach glanced at Iskandar and said helplessly.

"With your booming voice, it's not just me, but the entire street can probably hear your loud schemes."

"Ahaha, is that so? Then it was my oversight. But it shouldn't be a problem, after all, the final participants are all getting to know each other."

Hearing Scáthach's words, Iskandar laughed heartily, not bothered by this minor issue.

"Since you're here, it means everyone is almost gathered. Why don't we all go together? I'm planning to host a banquet of kings, inviting the heroes of this Holy Grail War to gather here and discuss the royal path and beliefs. Queen Scáthach, would you do us the honor of attending?"

Iskandar reiterated his plan to Scáthach.

"A banquet of kings? Hmm, it sounds quite interesting. I'm free these days anyway, so I agree."

Without a doubt, Scáthach readily agreed.

"Oh, so you're planning to come too?"

Seeing Scáthach agree, Gilgamesh glanced at him indifferently.

"What's wrong? Aren't you coming, Archer?"

"Hmph, how can a banquet be called a banquet of kings without my presence? Since all three of you pseudo-kings are gathering there, as the true king, I naturally must grace it with my presence."

"Is it that strange argument about true kings and pseudo-kings again? Your temper is truly peculiar. A king is a king, and that will never change. The real cannot be faked, and the fake cannot become real. Whether something is real or fake, you have to try it yourself to know, don't you?"

Scáthach, whose temper was not as magnanimous as Iskandar's, did not hesitate to retort to Gilgamesh's arrogance.

"You..."

Gilgamesh was about to say something else in response, but Iskandar, seeing the atmosphere spiraling out of control again, intervened to stop them.

"Haha, discussing the path of kings is all well and good, but it's rather undignified to do so in the middle of the street. If you have something to say, let's save it for the Banquet of Kings."

As he spoke to the two of them, Iskandar paused and then added, "Although there are only four kings, there are still six participants in the Holy Grail War at this moment. Everyone here is an unparalleled warrior and hero among men. If we were to exclude two and only have four, it would be quite petty."

Oh?

Only six remained?

Upon hearing Iskandar's words, Gilgamesh nodded thoughtfully.

He had noticed something different about Scáthach from their first meeting.

Her Spirit Origin didn't seem to be that of a normally summoned Lancer; rather, it appeared to have been altered and adjusted with magecraft. However, that mad dog had been chasing him relentlessly, and he was later forcibly recalled by Tokiomi Tohsaka using a Command Seal, so Gilgamesh hadn't had the chance to confirm it.

Now, facing her directly and combined with Iskandar's words, his suspicion was further solidified.

Scáthach's class was Caster, and her manifested form as Lancer was likely due to some magecraft that adjusted her Spirit Origin, certainly not a so-called illegal summoning.

This made Gilgamesh's expression even stranger. This meant—

None of Tokiomi Tohsaka's deductions had been correct.

The situation wasn't that the Matou Family had summoned Caster and illegally fielded Lancer; instead, Scáthach, who was Caster herself, had personally entered the battlefield.

And her Master... had this kind of connection with Tokiomi.

Gilgamesh glanced at Sakura behind Scáthach, his curiosity growing. He wondered what kind of scene it would be when Tokiomi Tohsaka saw that he had personally handed his own daughter over to the enemy.

At the same time, he felt an even greater disdain for that idiot Tokiomi Tohsaka.