The Strongest Holy Grail System

Thanks to the fact that Hyatt Regency is a large global chain, there is a huge amount of food stored in the hotel, otherwise it would never be able to fill the appetite of the King of Knights.

"Hey! King of Knights, this is not the attitude of the host..."

Seeing that Arturia had been eating and munching, Iskandar thought he was being left out, and raised his eyebrows and said, "This is the banquet of the king, what kind of banquet is only a skewer?"

"Um, I'm not the host, this time it's Fangzheng's treat..."

The king of knights, who was still feasting, naturally pushed the pot to the master, but Fang was helpless.

The king's banquet was agreed, and then all kinds of pretense and slaps in the face?

Black hairless, why don't you follow the routine!

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Chapter [*] Mao Gai, Ma Zhe and Deng On "Subscription"

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"Unfortunately, I still want to invite the golden hero king, but the Tohsaka family's bungalow is empty, probably hiding..."

The burly Iskandar sat in front of the bar, holding a bunch of bombarding squid in his hand, as if to vent.

Just now, at the invitation of Fangzheng, Iskandar gave up the idea of ​​simply drinking and talking about Taoism, and began to eat a lot with the King of Knights.

Perhaps, he wanted to defeat King Arthur of Britain in terms of appetite...

It's like the pattern is broken. Fang Zheng can already imagine that the conqueror Iskandar vomited and went out on his stomach.

"The Tohsaka family's house is empty, and Archer Gilgamesh has disappeared?"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng murmured softly.

In the information he has, the hero king Gilgamesh is quite hypocritical. He was originally the slave owner village chief at the end of the Age of Gods, and his life was naturally extremely luxurious.

Now in this world, this guy is similar to Kenneth, he will never wrong himself, and he will definitely linger in high-consumption places.

But unfortunately, the surveillance cameras all over Fuyuki City have not captured Gilgamesh's figure, and that guy has been hiding in the dark...

The arrogant hero-king Gilgamesh is not a coward. The conquering king Iskandar may be able to hide behind the scenes and wait for the opportunity to make a move, but Gilgamesh will never be so cowardly...

That guy, something must have happened...

"Tohsaka Rin..." He murmured softly, looking suspicious.

I don't know when, the young girl also arrived in Fuyuki City, and has been wandering in the deep mountain town of Fuyuki City, as if she didn't know anything about Tosaka Tokiomi's sacrifice...

There must be a conspiracy...

"Hey! Boy!" The King of Conqueror Iskandar, holding a full cup of draft beer, roared rudely: "If you know any information, you might as well tell me directly, and this king will go to that guy for a drink!"

"If I have a chance, I will find out the whereabouts of Gilgamesh..."

Fangzheng said neither humble nor arrogant, but Webber, who had already changed his clothes, only shyly hid aside, lest he would be drunk by Iskandar.

This rude, burly and strong man is now sipping his wine gallantly. The dirty barrel of red wine he brought has long been set aside by him.

The cheap goods in the commercial street of Fuyuki City, the taste can be imagined...

"Boy! After the Holy Grail War, what are your plans?"

While drinking draft beer, he said vaguely, Iskandar didn't have the knight king's debating skills at all when he was eating.

"Oh? What's your opinion?" Hearing this, Fang Zheng asked subconsciously. He used a bamboo skewer to tie a piece of fried shrimp tempura, and dipped it in wasabi sauce to enjoy the crispy and mellow taste.

"Hey! If I get the Holy Grail and reshape my body, how about you join me and conquer the world with me?"

Iskandar spoke boldly, but Fang Zheng pouted his lips in disdain and spat out the shrimp head of the fried shrimp tempura.

He said casually: "Don't joke, I'm a pacifist who hates war..."

"Huh? Aggression, fighting, plundering, this is what a man should desire!" Seeing this, Iskandar said in a puzzled manner, but Fang Zheng sneered disdainfully:

"So, now is not your time..."

"Humph! No matter how enjoyable the life of modern people is, the blood of human beings will not be wiped out. War is the truth after all!" Iskandar said with emotion, he didn't care about Fang Zheng's offense at all, but instead looked like an exhortation:

"Don't underestimate human desires, magician."

"Really? Then don't distort human ideals, King of Conquerors."

Poke a piece of fried mushroom, looking at the perfect cross knife flower on it, Fang Zheng said indifferently:

"The development of civilization may be accompanied by war, but the prosperity of human rights is definitely not brought about by war..."

"The most precious treasure of human beings is their wisdom, not their fragile bodies, reckless ordinary people, don't define the future of human beings."

"..." Hearing this, Iskandar fell silent, his eyes full of regret when he looked at Fang Zheng:

"It seems that we are not all the way."

"Well, history is moving forward, and human civilization is also prospering. I will never allow anyone to start a war in this world with despicable selfish desires."

"Is it despicable? But my country was born from despicable selfish desires. My epic was also written from this desire to conquer. What about you? You are just a little-known magician."

His tone was flat, but he seemed to suppress his anger. Iskandar said in a deep voice, but Fang Zheng retorted indifferently:

"Not really. You haven't studied social philosophy, have you?"

"What is that? The pretentiousness of the ancient Greeks?" Iskandar looked disdainful.

"The productive forces determine the production relations, and the economic base determines the superstructure. These things are the political test sites of high school. In other words, in different time periods, different historical reasons determine the political system at that time."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng stared at the burly man in front of him with a look of pity:

"Have you not noticed? Your legends have been thrown into the pile of old papers of history..."

"In today's society, in today's civilization, productive forces are highly developed, human intelligence has been developed, and capital chaebols have begun to divide up the market. As for the backward feudal monarchy, and even the slavery of Uruk, now it only appears in history textbooks..."

"You, you are already the background board in history, stop struggling, conquer the king."

"..." At this moment, Iskandar was speechless.

He stared at the young man in front of him and clenched his fists tightly, but instead of throwing a punch at Fang Zheng, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, I know, our era has passed..." In a calm tone, revealing a little sadness, this burly strong man picked up a bunch of squid and bit the delicious taste with force.

"The empire has collapsed, and there are only legends left of my friends. I am alone, and I may not be able to fight the entire world..."

Throwing the clean bamboo sticks on the bar, Iskandar grabbed a glass of draft beer and aimed it at the white and moonlight.

Through the pale yellow beer, admiring the pure moonlight, the burly conqueror said with emotion:

"But I am still the King of Conquerors..."

"That little dwarf said, I come, I see, I conquer..."

"As long as I'm still here, then I haven't failed!"

"..."

Hearing the obsession-like words, Fang Zheng was silent.

Perhaps, in front of him, is not the real "Alexander Iskandar" in history, but people's imagination of the monarch.

Iskandar, who conquered Europa, was naturally called the King of Conquerors by later generations, and turned him into the incarnation of the concept of "conquest"...

This guy is just an ideal made up by human beings.

And he will never be able to step out of this paranoia and deny the "settings" humans have for him.

Unless, let him deny his own existence and slander his great achievements...

"That is impossible……"

As if feeling something, Fang Zheng held up a cup of black tea and stared at the reflection in the tea.

As a scientific researcher, he never drinks alcohol, nor has the habit of smoking, and enjoying some tea may be one of his few hobbies.

"Iskander, have you invited another guest?"

"What?" Hearing this, the burly and strong man who was drinking draft beer and drowned his sorrows with alcohol had a dazed expression, but the moment he turned around, his face froze suddenly.

Outside the bar of the restaurant in the sky, there were a series of dark figures standing.

Holding red and yellow spears and wearing brown-green leather armor, the handsome and evil-looking Lencer Di Lumudo appeared in front of them again.

And, he's not alone.

"The total number of people is fifty-nine. The energy response is similar to Seven. It is suspected to be a fake Seven hatched by Tiamat, the goddess of beasts, but the strength is no different from the real Servant, even stronger..."

Putting down the white porcelain teacup, Fang Zheng got up slowly, overlooking the uninvited guests from the bar.

"The banquet is over, now..."

"Destroy them."

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Chapter [*] You have several brushes "Subscribe"

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"These guys..."

Under the night, on the top floor of the Hyatt Regency Hotel, the sky restaurant——

While Fangzheng and the others were drinking, dozens of uninvited guests climbed up from the hotel's exterior wall.

They have the same appearance, and they are all incomparably beautiful, just like twins, or even the copied documents, without the slightest difference.

Wearing dark green leather armor, holding a long and short red and yellow magic spear, the body is surging with the unique magic fluctuations of heroic spirits.

These guys are Lencer, the knight of guns Dirumdo, who died under Fang Zheng's hands.

At this moment, their spiritual core was taken out of the Holy Grail by Tiamat, and with the power of the black mud, more individuals were hatched...

Yes, Tiamat, who is known as the mother of beasts and one of the seven evils of mankind, possesses the power to incubate heroes and even gods with the black mud "Soil of Creation"...

Many goddesses in Mesopotamian mythology were conceived from the earth mother goddess, and now, after cutting into this world, Tiamat has no medium for hatching.