Faced with Lawrence's extraordinary confidence—so confident it bordered on madness—Gilgamesh did not find it laughable or arrogant. Instead, his eyes lit up.
Because he could more or less sense that Lawrence was telling the truth.
Though they were utterly exhausted, though they had lost so much, though the first two Singularities had nearly drained Chaldea's fighting strength dry—
Chaldea truly was the group best at resolving Singularities.
"Since you know how to reach this place, then you should also know that this Singularity is the most stubborn and vile of all seven, correct?" He looked down at the four Chaldeans, including Fujimaru Ritsuka and Lawrence, and spoke gravely.
"Only the Holy Grail in this Singularity was personally delivered by that bastard, the Mage King. We already know that much." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded. "That bastard Beast calling himself King Solomon—his tentacles cannot reach an era this far in the past."
A trace of surprise entered Gilgamesh's gaze.
Their grasp of intelligence had already reached this level?
It seemed humanity's abilities and methods thousands of years in the future truly could not be underestimated.
He smiled and glanced at Siduri, who stood to one side.
Understanding at once, Siduri poured King Gilgamesh a cup of wine, then filled several more cups and set them before Fujimaru Ritsuka's group of four in turn. Even Liao Ye got one.
"Welcome to Uruk, Chaldea."
King Gilgamesh raised his cup.
Fujimaru Ritsuka hesitated for a moment before raising his as well. The others did the same.
At a time like this, even if Fujimaru Ritsuka did not want to drink, he had to.
Following King Gilgamesh's lead, everyone present drained their cups of beer in one gulp.
By the time the banquet ended, the sky had fallen completely dark.
King Gilgamesh went to rest, while Fujimaru