Seeing this familiar scene, Irisviel and Waver, who stood a little farther away from where the four Heroic Spirits were drinking, watched the other side warily.
Wasn't this the scene whenever he unleashed his Noble Phantasm?
Yet what emerged from that golden curtain was not a Noble Phantasm, but fine wine contained in a golden wine bottle.
"Cough, cough, Golden Flash, don't forget our agreement," Chen Luo suddenly said before Golden Flash could boast about how good his wine was.
"Tch." Golden Flash curled his lips unhappily.
"What agreement?" Iskandar asked curiously.
"When I'm around, you're not allowed to use 'mongrel' as a catchphrase."
Mongrel was a phonetic translation; its real meaning was bastard.
Chen Luo was worried that if he kept hearing that word, he would be unable to resist smashing the other man's head in, so he had made that demand during those twenty-odd victories.
"Hmph." After snorting coldly, Gilgamesh tossed another four golden cups out from the Gate of Babylon, throwing one each toward Chen Luo and the other three.
"Magus, enhance my wine. I want to see what the limit of your River God Ability is." Gilgamesh tossed the golden wine bottle toward Chen Luo.
Ding! You have received a new commission!
"You're only the second person to use my River God Ability like that."
But for the sake of 50 Primogems...
Chen Luo took the golden wine bottle and tossed it into the river before him.
Then three wine bottles appeared among the four of them.
"Put away the bottles on either side. With the golden super-enhanced wine here, you probably won't drink the inferior wine that's left over," Chen Luo said confidently.
Ding! Mission complete.
"Then who was the first person to use your River God Ability like that?" Iskandar