第二百一十五章王之狂宴(1/6)

宴会的地点选在了城堡中庭的花坛边。昨夜的战斗没有波及这里，而且用来待客也不显得寒酸。这时，已经没人关心室外的寒冷了。
                                                                                                                                                                Rider将酒樽带到中庭，两名Servant面对面坐下悠然地对峙起来。爱丽丝菲尔和韦伯各自坐在己方英灵的身后，猜测着眼前这诡异的情况。
                                                                                                                                                                现在应该是休战状态，他们暂时只需要站在一边看着就行了。
                                                                                                                                                                而且，看样子无论是征服王还是骑士王，对这场宴会都非常期待。只是爱丽斯菲尔的神情稍微有些沮丧，自己的魅力居然还比不上一桶酒。
                                                                                                                                                                果然，阿尔托利亚是王，即使偶尔会陷入温柔乡，可属于她的归宿，不在那里。
                                                                                                                                                                Rider用拳头打碎了桶盖，醇厚的红酒香味顿时弥漫在中庭的空气中。
                                                                                                                                                                “虽然形状很奇怪，但这是这个国家特有的酒器。”
                                                                                                                                                                Rider边说边得意地用竹制柄勺打了勺酒。很可惜，当场没人能够指出他这个常识性错误。
                                                                                                                                                                Rider首先将勺中的酒一口喝尽，随后开口道。
                                                                                                                                                                “传说，圣杯注定会被与它相称的人得到！”
                                                                                                                         

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