Archer arrogantly declared ownership over all treasures in the world.
As the King of Heroes, recorded in the oldest epic in human history within the Type-Moon World.
As the demigod king who ruled the ancient Sumerian city-state of Uruk.
Gilgamesh once fought the monster Humbaba in the forest with his close friend Enkidu, and during his lifetime, he collected all the world's treasures into his treasury, possessing all original noble phantasms.
But this is the setting of the Type-Moon World.
Setting is paramount, special attack beats immortals.
Such is the setting, and Chen Yu had nothing to refute about it.
However, Gilgamesh believed that if he claimed all treasures in the world during his lifetime, it was somewhat overbearing to assert ownership over treasures that emerged in the world after his death.
Chen Yu, a little tipsy from drinking, wanted to refute Jin Shan Shan's words, but chose to remain silent, continuing to sip the fine wine in his hand.
He who eats another's food is beholden to him, he who takes another's money is beholden to him.
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But Saber didn't believe Archer's statement at all, shaking her head and commenting to Archer, "What an absurd statement, Archer, your words are as preposterous as if you were mentally deranged."
A mocking smile played on Archer's lips.
"You shouldn't say that, Saber."
Unlike Saber, Rider did not doubt Archer's words; instead, he refilled his cup with rich, mellow wine: "A legend of collecting all the world's wealth, and a king even more arrogant than I, Iskandar. Thanks to Caster's Master's reminder, I think the only one who could possess these characteristics is the 'King of Heroes' of Uruk—Gilgamesh!"
After speaking, Rider raised his glass and said to Archer, "According to your words, if we want the Holy Grail, as long as you nod and agree, we can get the Holy Grail?"
"To know this King's name, you still have some insight." Archer drank the wine in his cup and smiled mockingly at Rider: "But I have no reason to bestow it upon you mongrels. This King's bounty is only for my subjects and my people. If you are willing to submit to me, what harm is there in giving you one or two cups?"
But as a king, how could he so easily submit to another?
Rider rubbed the back of his neck, feeling that the price Archer offered was still too high. He shook his head and rejected Archer's proposal: "I cannot accept such a proposal. But Archer, you are not stingy with the Holy Grail, are you?"
"That is natural. But I cannot let go of those who would steal my treasures. This is a matter of principle, a law I have set as a king!"
Rider seemed to understand Archer's words, taking a deep breath: "So, Archer, what is your purpose in participating in the Holy Grail War?"
"Naturally, it is to personally punish the rebellious traitors who covet this King's treasures!"
"I see, this is your kingly way, truly a perfect king, diligently upholding the laws you, as king, have promulgated. However, I still want the Holy Grail, I want it terribly. Anything I set my eyes on, I will find a way to obtain, for my belief is 'conquest'... which is 'taking' and 'invasion'. It seems we can only meet on the battlefield."
"Hmph, if you dare to trespass, you shall be severely punished! There is no room for negotiation!"
"Ah, if that's the case, then we can only meet on the battlefield. But Archer, let's drink first, the battle can wait for later."
Archer nodded seriously at Rider, agreeing with his statement.
Facing the exchange between Rider and Archer, Saber listened to both their statements with a frown. She found that she could not agree with either Rider or Archer's words, and the kingly ways they discussed were far from what she believed in.
Saber put down her wine glass and asked Rider, "So... Conqueror King, even if you acknowledge that the Holy Grail is someone else's possession, you still intend to plunder it? What exactly is your wish, that you desire the Holy Grail so much?"
Hearing Saber's question, Rider took a big gulp of wine, then somewhat awkwardly stroked his beard, a conflicted blush on his face, and answered, "I want to obtain a physical body, to become human again..."
"Huh?"
This was truly an answer that surprised almost everyone, even Waver hurriedly ran to Rider's side to question him: "Rider, isn't your wish to conquer the world—whoa!"
But before Waver could finish his question, Rider responded with a single flick of his finger.
Waver was directly flicked on the forehead, and under that flick, Waver rolled backward.
Chen Yu continued to sip his wine, feeling a bit dizzy, and asked curiously, "So, your wish isn't to achieve a wish through the Holy Grail, but to obtain the conditions for achieving a wish through the Holy Grail?"
"You understand quite well..." Rider praised with a loud laugh. "What kind of dream is it to conquer the world with just a cup! How could such an exciting thing as conquering the world rely on the Holy Grail's will to be achieved? This kind of thing must be accomplished by one's own strength, only then will there be a sense of accomplishment. I merely assigned the task of taking the first step to the Holy Grail."
"Wishing for a physical body, truly a mongrel's dream." Archer looked helpless, he hadn't expected Rider's wish to be so trivial: "You would challenge this King for such a trifling matter, and take this King's treasures?"
"Alas..."
Hearing Archer's retort, Rider sighed, then explained earnestly: "I say, Archer... even if we are summoned by the Holy Grail and exist in this world through magic, at the end of the day, we are merely 'lonely spirits' from the past, 'ghosts' that do not exist in this world. Although it sounds a little ridiculous, are you truly satisfied with this?"
Rider stared at his broad fingers, unable to help but clench them into fists: "But I am not satisfied. I want to be reincarnated in this world, to live as a human. To possess a unique body, to look up at the heavens and advance, to continue my conquest, to begin thus, to proceed thus, to achieve my goals—this is the embodiment of my kingly way! This is my overbearing! But not now, I don't have a body now, I can't even take the first step of my dream, all my dreams are just castles in the air."
Archer did not interrupt Rider's words, silently drinking his wine, listening intently to Rider's words. After Rider finished speaking, a half-smile, half-grim expression appeared on Archer's face, his crimson eyes like two burning flames staring fixedly at Rider.
"This King has decided, Rider! I will personally execute you!"
Rider burst into boisterous laughter and said, "Hahahaha, it's too early to say such things! I suppose there's no need to remind you now, Archer! Not only the Holy Grail, but I have also been coveting all the treasures in your treasury, intending to plunder all your wealth! For the Conqueror King to drink such fine wine, you were truly too careless! However, speaking of which..."
Rider and Archer both looked at Saber.
Rider continued, "As the grand finale, there's still a 'Knight King' who hasn't spoken about her wish yet."