Wise King Gil: Mowang, Go Kill Golden Boy!

Mo Wang then took out another bottle of wine.

"What is this again?" The Great Emperor asked as he saw Mo Wang take out the wine bottle once more.

"Fuel Drink. That's his name."

A mysterious smile appeared on Mo Wang's face at this moment.

"However, I don't recommend you try this stuff; the taste is absolutely horrible."

"Only the bravest and craziest of the bunch are worthy of tasting this."

"Wow, that piques my interest."

When people first heard the name "Fuel Drink," they hesitated for a moment.

But upon hearing Mo Wang's words, the others all showed expressions of defiance.

"Okay, remember to drink this in big gulps."

A strange smile appeared on Mo Wang's face.

Is it really that scary?

Ran couldn't help but shudder when Ran saw her Master's smile.

But seeing that his own My King was also about to drink, he also reached out to take it.

However, just as Ran reached out her hand, Xiao Mo grabbed it.

Don't touch that thing!

At this moment, Xiao Mo looked terrified.

Clearly, Xiao Mo was very impressed with the thing Mo Wang had taken out.

"Ah?"

Seeing Xiao Mo's expression, Ran looked completely bewildered.

"Pfft~!!!!"

Just then, the Saber took a big gulp of the Fuel Drink, and the next moment, he felt a burning pain in his mouth.

"Cough cough cough! What, so strong? Is this really alcohol?"

"Cough! Cough cough cough! No, I didn't expect this thing to be so powerful. Whew~ It's really strong."

"Is it a wine that's like a wild horse running free?"

The Servant ' expressions were still relatively calm, but the Masters who had drunk the wine almost spat it out.

"Ah~ Don't you like the taste? Here, have some tea to rinse your mouth."

Seeing the reactions of those around him, Mo Wang then offered another cup of tea to the people present.

However, after everyone had drunk the tea, even the Great Emperor and Gilles de Rais collapsed.

"Wh-what?!"

Seeing the Great Emperor and Gilles de Rais collapsed on the ground, along with the other Masters, Saber, who was just about to drink tea, was completely dumbfounded.

"Mo Wang! You, you actually poisoned me?!"

At this moment, the Saber pointed tremblingly at Mo Wang.

"Don't talk nonsense, they're just drunk. They'll wake up in a bit."

Mo Wang waved his hand, indicating that he would never do such a despicable thing.

Just as Mo Wang had said, about ten minutes later, Golden Gilgamesh and the Great Emperor were the first to wake up.

"What just happened to us?"

"Why do I feel like I lost consciousness after drinking a cup of tea?"

The Great Emperor looked around blankly, and even felt a slight headache.

"What exactly did you give us to drink?"

Golden Gilgamesh looked equally bewildered.

He stared at the teacup from before, a look of fear flashing in his eyes.

"This is a specialty of Xianzhou, the Blazing Concentrated Tea."

Mo Wang gave a brief introduction to the "tea" in his hand.

"Fierce flames, strong tea?"

The Great Emperor muttered the name of this thing, wanting to ask, "Is this really meant for humans to drink?"

Even the Servant collapsed immediately after taking a sip.

If an ordinary person drank it, they'd probably just fall into a deep sleep and never wake up again.

"Well, actually, most of the people who drink this are from the Xianzhou."

"You might not understand what I mean, so just think of it as something that Adepti drink."

Mo Wang shrugged and then said, "But to be honest, these kinds of drinks and stuff aren't very popular in StarCraft."

"The most popular drink in the entire universe is still this Sodale. Want to try some?"

Seeing Mo Wang take out another bottle of something that no one knew what it was, the Great Emperor and the others kept shaking their heads.

Damn it, what Mo Wang pulled out is definitely undrinkable. Who knows how many other weird and wonderful things he might pull out next?

"Ahem, Archer's divine wine is indeed the best, truly the finest of wines. Perhaps only the Holy Grail can match its worth! Unfortunately, the Holy Grail is not for Archers to hold wine. What we are doing now is a question-and-answer session to assess whether we are qualified to receive the Holy Grail... Can you convince us that only you are qualified to receive the Holy Grail?"

After a few drinks, the Great Emperor steered the conversation back on track with this question, but Golden Gilgamesh just sighed.

"That's right... the premise of 'fighting' for the Holy Grail is flawed from the start!"

"Hmm? What do you mean?" the Great Emperor asked, puzzled.

"That was originally my treasure! All the treasures in the world, when traced back to their origins, all come from my treasury!"

Golden Gilgamesh's domineering words did nothing to intimidate the people present.

"... So that means you once possessed the Holy Grail? Do you even know what it is?" the Great Emperor asked, both amused and exasperated.

"I don't know. The total amount of my wealth exceeds my own understanding, but as long as it's a treasure, it undoubtedly belongs to me. You actually want to steal my treasures, you shameless bunch!"

"This guy is so annoying! Master, maybe we should beat him up first!"

At this moment, Xiao Mo, hearing Golden Gilgamesh's infuriating words, directly made a suggestion to Mo Wang.

"Don't rush me. You have to understand, it's normal for someone with severe chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) to say things like that."

Mo Wang said calmly to Xiao Mo beside him.

"Oh? Chuunibyou? What do you mean?"

Upon hearing what her Master said, Xiao Mo immediately rolled her eyes and asked her Master.

"Didn't I tell you before? This guy's real name is Gilgamesh."

"Right now, he's in the same phase he was in when he first met Enkidu, so it's normal that he dislikes him."

"All you need to know is that both his future Wise King Gilgamesh, and his childhood Young Gilgamesh, utterly despise him."

"This is the period in which he himself hates the most of all Gilgamesh. It's definitely his darkest period."

"So, you understand now, right?"

Upon Mo Wang Wang's words, all the Servant present couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"So, Tokiomi, your luck is really terrible. You just had to summon Gilgamesh from this particular era. If you had been in a different time, you would have been ten times better off than him."

Tokiomi pointed to himself, looking completely bewildered.

What? This is still my fault?

"Mo Wang! What nonsense are you spouting?! How could I possibly dislike you..."

Golden Gilgamesh stopped talking halfway through his sentence.

"Did I say something wrong? As Wise King Gilgamesh, you were just complaining to Merli about the mess you'd made not long ago. Uruk has as many problems as there are stars in the sky."

"If he encountered his own over-the-top chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) self, he'd want to punch him right then and there."

Upon Mo Wang this, the expressions of the surrounding Servant became quite interesting.

"Will the King of Heroes ever again be Wise King Gilgamesh?"

"Uh, the King of Heroes is complaining to Merli? Why does that sound so strange to me?"

After listening to these words, Ran and Xiao Mo carefully examined Golden Gilgamesh, and then shook their heads in unison.

Both of them understood perfectly well that their future, more mature selves would always want to kill the version of themselves that made the mistakes they did back then.

I reckon Golden Gilgamesh is like that too, right?

When my chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) reached its peak, I was actually summoned by someone.

If my past self had known about this, I'd probably be furious, right?

Well, regardless of whether the other Gilgamesh will be furious, Golden Gilgamesh himself is definitely going to be furious right now.

His fists were already cracking.

"It's okay, it's just chuunibyou, everyone understands. Look at Artoria, she used to dream of becoming a knight and spar with her adoptive brother every Tenten."

"Well, that's what you used to say about yourself when you were a kid."

[She's so old, yet she's still as immature as a child. It's really a headache.]

Mo Wang mimicked the tone of Young Gil and spoke to Golden Gilgamesh.

"Get out of here!"

At this moment, Golden Gilgamesh into a rage.

Of course, all he can do now is vent his anger.

Chapter 445: Wise King Gilgamesh: Mo Wang, go and kill Golden Gilgamesh!

"Hahaha! Archer, you don't need to make that face."

"It's normal to be disliked by your future self when you're young. To be honest, even I, the king, have some complaints about my younger self."

At this moment, the Great Emperor couldn't help but pat Golden Gilgamesh on the shoulder, which made Golden Gilgamesh so angry that he felt like vomiting blood.

Golden Gilgamesh swore he had never been this angry in his life.

"Hmph! No matter what you say, the Holy Grail belongs to me. You bunch of mongrels have no right to lay a finger on it."

"I'm saying this through gritted teeth," Golden Gilgamesh said.

"Is that so? Although I might be a little angry if others said that, considering you're currently in that... chuunibyou phase, I'll let it slide."

The Great Emperor filled his cup with wine, then looked at Golden Gilgamesh with interest and said, "So, Archer, if we get your permission, can we obtain the Holy Grail?"

"Of course! But I have reason to reward such scoundrels as you!" Golden Gilgamesh replied with Great Emperor.

"Ha, that's a real shame. But as the Iskandar, what I want, I have to take."

The Great Emperor filled his own cup to the brim with wine, and also filled Golden Gilgamesh.

"Hmph, I will not let anyone who dares to steal my treasures get away with it!"

The two men stared into each other's eyes, neither willing to back down. Just when everyone thought they were about to fight, they smiled at each other and downed their drinks in one gulp.

Although a tacit understanding seemed to have been reached, Saber couldn't tolerate this perception. She shouted at the Great Emperor, "Iskandar! Since you already believe it's their treasure, are you still planning to steal it?"

"Yes, of course. My belief is conquest, that is, seizing and aggression!"

"... Then what makes you think you deserve the Holy Grail?" Saber asked, suppressing his anger.

"Then it will be based on strength, no matter what, I must obtain the Holy Grail!"

The Great Emperor's unreasonable words left Saber utterly speechless.

"Well, it's just a broken Holy Grail, no need to get so worked up."

"Since it's a cocktail party anyway, why don't we all chat about why we're so eager for the Holy Grail?"