Senior Brother Mo Yi, bring glory to our Dao Sect! (Continued)

After a struggle, Old Saber, carrying Kiritsugu's Dad, escaped in a rather disheveled state.

After this incident, Kiritsugu's Dad knew that he could not destroy the Greater Holy Grail by his own power. At this time, he received Mo Yi's "King's Invitation". Kiritsugu's Dad felt that this was an excellent opportunity to tell the other Servants and Masters what happened last night, especially the appearance of other unknown Servants protecting the Greater Holy Grail. He persuaded the others to form a team to destroy the Greater Holy Grail, which is the source of all evil.

When Old Saber saw that Green Song was indeed Caster Mo Yi's Master, he couldn't help but think of many things. After all, he had just defeated another Aika Beast in the last episode, and now another one had appeared. Moreover, the other party was a Servant with extremely dangerous ideas. It was hard for Old Saber not to be concerned!

After all, another Aika, because of his desire to save Britain, could do such terrible things as summoning 'beasts' and destroying humanity.

Mo Yi's current wish is to eliminate the two major Counter Force, so what terrible things will Sajou Aika do in this world?

Thinking of this, Old Saber couldn't help but become vigilant. As the savior of the planet, he naturally couldn't sit idly by and watch such a thing happen!

However, given the current situation, he alone cannot even resolve the issue of the corrupted Greater Holy Grail. He has no choice but to join forces with others to protect Mo Yi and Green Song. Naturally, his feelings are complicated. He wants to eliminate Mo Yi, this dangerous individual, as soon as possible, but he also understands that he is unlikely to win and that the current situation does not allow it.

"Now all that's missing is Archer."

The King of Conquerors unloaded the purchased wine barrels from the oxcart and said:

"Let's start then."

"Miscellaneous cultivator—"

Unfortunately, before anything could even begin, an Old Village Chief appeared, his mouth practically begging for food Gilgamesh looked at the three present with disdain, his gaze finally settling on Mo Yi. He sneered, "In my courtyard, so many self-proclaimed kings and scoundrels have appeared, especially you—"

"Caster, how dare you steal my title! Have you thought about how you'll atone with your death?"

Just as Mo Yi had expected, Golden Gilgamesh flew into a rage after seeing the letter that Mo Yi had Joan of Arc delivered. The arrogant Gilgamesh couldn't even stand the rightful kings of the Moon World, such as the King of Conquerors and the Saber. He believed that only he deserved the title of king, let alone knowing that there were others who called themselves the 'King of Heroes'. It would be a miracle if Uruk could tolerate him!

So, after finally suppressing the rage that had shattered his spirit, he arrived near Einsbern Castle long ago. Finding no streetlights, he stood on the castle rooftop, waiting for the so-called 'King's Banquet' to begin. He wanted to Mo Yi's blood to wash away the shame on his body. As for his initial 'interest' in Mo Yi, it became less important in his anger.

After all, interests are one thing, but nothing is more important than his own pride!

Faced with the Old Village Chief's anger, Mo Yi felt no emotion, and even wanted to laugh. He simply looked at the Old Village Chief, who was exuding murderous aura, with a comical expression that said, "I'm just looking at you."

Green Song: You, a mere follower, dare to look down on Lord Mo Yi? I think you're courting death!

But this isn't the time for me to take action!

Well, Green Song, who was standing to the side, had been instructed by Mo Yi beforehand not to make any rash moves and to just watch Jingjing, so she suppressed her anger and did not show what it meant to 'tear apart a Heroic Spirit'.

Mo Yi assigned Lü Ge the task of using her clairvoyance to monitor Ai Aotian's situation, so she was constantly engaged in an endless nested battle with Ai Aotian.

"No need to be in such a hurry, Archer—"

At this moment, Iskandar, who had the highest IQ and EQ of everyone present, stepped in to ease the tense atmosphere. The King of Conquerors scooped a spoonful of wine with a wooden spoon and gave it to the Old Village Chief, saying with a smile, "Tonight is the King's Banquet. We should finish drinking first before we deal with our problems."

The Old Village Chief stared at the King of Conquerors for several seconds before reaching out to take the spoon. After dipping his spoon in the water, he threw it away with obvious disgust, coldly saying, "This is supposed to be King's Wine? It's utterly absurd—"

"Rider, you've never been to a real bar before?!"

Ordinary people would have been unable to resist such words and would have jumped up to confront this arrogant guy, but Iskandar was, after all, King of Conquerors, and had a magnanimity that ordinary people did not have. He said with some helplessness, "This is already the best wine that can be bought in the local market."

"Hmph, let you cultivators see what the true King's Wine is all about. This is your greatest honor—"

Having said that, Gilgamesh took out a golden wine bottle and four golden goblets from the Gate of Babylon.

"This is the best wine in the world. In my treasures, everything is the best."

"Thank you then, Archer."

The King of Conquerors casually picked up the wine bottle and glasses and poured wine for everyone.

Mo Yi didn't care and let the Old Village Chief act arrogantly. Anyway, they were from different worlds and had no connection whatsoever. The only thing that was going to happen was that the other party would be sent back to the Hall of Heroes by Mo Yi. Why should he be angry with the other party?

As for Arthur, although he had a good temper, even honest people have their tempers. He had long been annoyed by the Old Village Chief's repeated mockery, but considering the matter of the Greater Holy Grail, he might need the old chief's help, so he held back. Verbal arguments were meaningless; in the end, they would have to resolve the issue with their swords.

With the King of Conquerors' mediation, everyone managed to sit down and drink.

Mo Yi, who neither likes nor understands drinking, took a small sip and found the Old Village Chief's wine to be quite good. Although he didn't know how to judge the quality of wine, his tongue reflected a wonderful sensation, which naturally indicated that it was good wine.

Looking at the half-empty bottle, Mo Yi felt it was a pity. This wasn't a bottle with an unlimited capacity to produce more wine. If it were, Mo Yi wouldn't mind using NTR Hand to make it his own right now.

After taking a couple of sips, Mo Yi brought up the serious matter, which was the conversation he had with the King of Conquerors earlier that day. He argued that the Holy Grail War couldn't continue in a stalemate, so he invited everyone over to discuss a plan: after drinking, they would find a place to have a match, or they would agree on another time and place for the fight.

"I've lost interest in waiting any longer—"

After finishing his drink, Mo Yi put down the glass, glanced at the three followers present, and said calmly, "If you're afraid, I can take on all three of you at once."

"Yes, we can also add a hidden assassin, which will save some time and allow the citizens of Fuyuki City to return to peaceful days as soon as possible."

As the saying goes, "to say the most arrogant words in the most indifferent tone," and that was exactly what Mo Yi did at that moment.

"Mongrel!"

Golden Gilgamesh, who had already come with a burning anger, had his handsome face contorted with rage once again after hearing Mo Yi's words!

"What an arrogant and laughable clown! What makes you so arrogant that you dare to utter such nonsense in front of me, the King?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden door of the Gate of Gate of Babylon began to appear behind Golden Gilgamesh.

Joan of Arc of Arc stood before Mo Yi, holding a battle flag, ready to unleash her invincible power at any moment.

Mo Yi waved for Joan of Arc to step aside and watch the show, then stood up, looked directly into the Old Village Chief's furious gaze, and answered his question in a serious tone, "Of course it's strength, Gilgamesh."

The Old Village Chief: "..."

You're so angry, yet you actually answered your own question so seriously?!

I'm so angry! I'm so angry!!

Because of the King's Banquet King of Conquerors' suggestion to finish the banquet before fighting, and because he tacitly agreed to sit down, the Old Village Chief suppressed his anger, which he hadn't felt in years, and didn't attack immediately. He simply summoned his treasure to show his attitude and also to scare Mo Yi.

Unfortunately, his threats and anger had no effect whatsoever in front of Mo Yi!

"Calm!"

At this moment, Old Saber had no choice but to stand up. After all, his goal was to integrate the power of the other Heroic Spirits to destroy the corrupted Greater Holy Grail. He couldn't let everyone fight like this. Although he really wanted to see Mo Yi and Gilgamesh two mortal enemies, fight, he could only hold back.

"I have something very important to tell you all, and it concerns everyone here. Please listen to it before you decide whether to fight or not!"

The Old Village Chief, seeing that Old Saber had already pulled out his Excalibur and was ready to chop him up if he didn't listen, and that King of Conquerors was about to lend a hand, plus Mo Yi, who was already his enemy, decided to listen to what Old Saber had to say.

"Hmph, I'll just listen to what you have to say. If it's nonsense, don't blame me for sentencing you to death for obstructing the royal decree, Saber!"

Old Village Chief: You bastards, all of you trying to mess with me! Come on, let's fight one-on-one! If my good buddy Enkidu weren't here, all three of you would be dead!

Gilgamesh was confident, but he wasn't reckless. Facing four top-tier Servants at the same time, even he could easily be defeated.

Hmm, actually he didn't know that there was another Lancelot and Red A not far away, and if they really fought, it would be one against five. Even he, the oldest cheater, would be beaten to death by the crowd!