Not far away, beside the Citizens' Plaza, two suspicious men were holding crepes and loudly discussing something.
One was a red-haired giant standing two meters tall, dressed in a tacky video game promotional T-shirt and casual jeans.
The other was a blond young man whose fashion sense was equally appalling. He wore a plain leather jacket on top, paired with absurdly ornate snakeskin pants.
They were the two ancient kings who had descended upon the modern island nation: Iskandar and Gilgamesh.
"Huh?"
Irisviel was dumbfounded.
Why were Archer and Rider amicably standing by the roadside and eating crepes?
Even though it wasn't nighttime during the war yet, the two of you look way too much like foreign tourists!
Archer and Rider soon noticed them as well.
"Yo! What a coincidence, running into you in a place like this."
Rider waved cheerfully as he walked over, as if greeting friends he had bumped into on the street.
Archer, meanwhile, remained where he was, his contemptuous gaze drifting across the faces of the three people.
"Why are you here, Rider?"
Saber instantly switched from cute eating mode to serious alert mode, silently moving in front of Irisviel to protect her.
At that, Rider scratched his cheek in confusion. "Even so, this street isn't Einzbern territory, is it? Why can't we be here?"
As the King of Conquerors had said, he and Archer were free to appear wherever they wanted. Saber looked like she was simply picking a fight.
Saber was just about to retort—
"That is incorrect. Until the end of time, this entire world is the garden of this King."
The golden archer solemnly pointed out the King of Conquerors' mistake.
His arrogant, overbearing tone was so natural that no one even felt like arguing with him.
Yet after learning of