"Oh! Isn't this the one we played last time? You are still playing!"
Alexander was wearing the white T-shirt of Grand Strategy, and he casually pulled a stool and sat on it, although the stool was a bit too short compared to Alexander's height.
""
Gilgamesh ignored Alexander and just glanced at him.
"Huh? What do you want to see me doing?"
Alexander scratched his head, a little confused.
On the screen of the arcade game machine, the character controlled by Samura still had more than half of his health bar, while Gilgamesh's character lay on the ground again.
But--in general, Gilgamesh's current mentality does not seem to be as angry as before.
"How about it, Rider, do you want to try it?"
Zuo Cun knew what Gilgamesh was thinking, raised the corner of his mouth, stood up, and gave up his seat to Alexander.
"Oh! Let's continue the last war! Okay!"
With his eyes brightened, Alexander rubbed his hands, smiled, and sat where Zuo Cun was sitting just now.
The game consoles in the video game store were smaller than those at the comic show. Alexander sat in that position and almost pushed Gilgamesh out of his seat!
"You bastard!"
Gilgamesh stared.
"Hahaha - sorry, sorry."
Touching his head with his broad hand, Alexander moved to the side to give Gilgamesh more space, and he let out a hearty laugh.
The game started and a character was selected. Manlio lay on Alexander's shoulder and watched the duel between the two people with great interest.
The last time two people faced off in this way, he remembered that Alexander was slightly better.
Gilgamesh was letting out a weird laugh, but his operation was not slow at all, tapping the buttons, completely suppressing Alexander.
"Wha, what-"
Alexander was caught off guard and was almost killed by the characters manipulated by Gilgamesh.
He found an opportunity to counterattack in the cracks, but was quickly cracked by Gilgamesh, and was drained of the last bit of his health bar.
"Hmph, bastard, this is the level a true king should possess. A fool like you who claims to be a king can only kneel at the feet of a real king."
Gilgamesh raised his head and looked at Alexander with contempt.
"Then what do you think about the fact that you lost so many games to me before?"
Zuocun interrupted.
Gilgamesh:
In addition to Gilgamesh, Alexander and Manlio also paused for a moment because of Zuo Cun's words.
Then, the two burst into laughter together.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha----------"
"Yes, King of Heroes, if I, as the King of Conquerors, lose to you in the game, it is a sign of me kneeling down. Then how should I explain it when I lose to the traitor you call a thief?"
"You, these - bastards!!!"
The communication between the masters continues.
Waver looked like he was chatting with Kotomine Kirei about something.
"It looks like you are still chatting."
Alexander walked up behind Weber, smiled and squeezed Weber's shoulder.
"ah--"
Weber let out a scream.
"Rider!"
Turning his head, he looked at Alexander angrily.
"Assassin, are you finished?" Kotomine Kirei raised his head and glanced at Samura.
"It's over now, but before the serious war begins, we plan to have a drink and chat, just like the three of you."
"You all must know that although only one of Berserker's servants has been eliminated, the Holy Grail War has actually entered a fierce stage, and everyone, including the three of you, is preparing intensively.
Kill the opponent and his servants, except the one named Tokiomi Tohsaka."
As he spoke, he glanced at Gilgamesh.
"I have offended the king's dignity. As a minister, I have no choice but to die to apologize."
Gilgamesh hugged his chest and snorted coldly.
Matou Kariya didn't raise his head, he just picked up the coffee cup and took a sip without saying anything.
'Assassin and I have decided on the cocktail party, and Caster will also come and ask, can you really drink?'
Alexander looked at Manlio with some suspicion.
Manrio really looks like a minor.
"Mr. Manlio is an adult, I repeat!"
Manlio punched Alexander with his fist angrily.
"Besides, the teacher can't drink me, and even that guy Leonardo can't drink me!"
Even if Manlio clenched his fist, he couldn't look powerful.
"Well, is that so?"
Alexander rubbed Weber's head.
"Stop rubbing it! Your hair is messed up and falling out!!!"
Weber slapped Alexander's hand off his head with a look of disgust.
"So, Archer, are you coming? By the way"
With a smile, Alexander pulled out a bucket from the basket of his ox cart.
"I have used my account to buy a barrel of well-received wine!"
"well?"
Weber was stunned.
"well!??????"
Gilgamesh looked at Alexander and Weber, then at Zuo Cun, who was standing casually, and Manlio, who was holding a bottle of milk, and his eyelids twitched.
A fool who calls himself a king.
A thief who commits trouble.
I don’t know what is called a child.
"This may be the lowest-grade and most boring cocktail party that I have ever attended."
His tone was extremely disgusting.
But I agree for now.
The reception was attended by four servants and three masters.
Weber didn't want to come at first, but Alexander forced him to come.
Originally, he was still thinking about the problem on his own, but now he can't think about it at all.
The question he was thinking about was - what kind of relationship should be between a master and a servant.
Before participating in the Holy Grail, he knew that according to the basic philosophy of magicians, the servants summoned during the Holy Grail War were ultimately a type of familiars, so basically all magicians regarded the servants as conscious beings.
He was summoned by a familiar, but when he participated in the Holy Grail War, he soon discovered that this was not true at all.
Even leaving aside the relationship between Waver and Rider, the other groups participating in the Holy Grail War have extremely different ways of getting along with their masters and servants. It can even be said that each group is different.
The relationship between the two members of the Assassin team seems a bit strange, but it is definitely not the way a magician and a familiar get along, but more like friends.
Mr. Matou and Caster insist on saying that they are more like year-end friends? It is worth trying to figure out who is older and who is younger.
The situation of the Saber group is unknown, the master and servants of the Berserker group are dead, and Archer Gilgamesh simply killed his master.
In the end, the only one who treated his servants the same way he treated his familiars was his teacher.