Ranking
The referee has given up on her treatment. Who knows what the ranking will be? Let's wait until she recovers!
In comparison, the activities after the Grand Prix are the most anticipated.
That is—
"It's time for a party!!!"
This time, it was finally Shinji's home court. He took the microphone and stepped onto the podium.
"Thank you for your efforts in the Grand Prix and for the wonderful performance you put on for everyone. To express my gratitude to all the players and staff, on behalf of the Holy Grail War organizers—"
"—Why are you representing the organizer?"
Rin jumped out to nitpick, and Shinji's eyes squinted.
"I arranged the dinner, and most of the dishes were prepared by me, Sakura, Kirie, and Fujino. If you don't agree, come and try it."
"Hmm..."
"Ahem—on behalf of the organizers of the Holy Grail War, I have prepared a sumptuous dinner for everyone. This is also a tradition left over from the previous Holy Grail War—"
"—The last one was the King's Banquet." Gilgamesh also came out to find fault.
"Excuse me, I stand on the side of the King of Conquerors in this regard. The King is not aloof, and the same is true for the banquet. Anyone who wants to participate can participate."
"Oh, well said, kid." Iskandar laughed, "Don't be so stingy, Hero King, I'm not asking you to provide the place and the money."
"It's not about the location or the money, but about the style." Gilgamesh shook his head stubbornly, "It's about the style. If you are not a true hero, you are not qualified to enjoy my wine."
"That's perfect, we can drink our own wine. I think there are too many people fighting for the wine." Iskandar showed a cunning look that didn't match his bold attitude.
"You—" Gilgamesh laughed, "Forget it, hurry up and announce the start of the banquet, clown, someone can't wait any longer."
"No matter what grudges you have, please put them aside for now and enjoy this carnival. There will be plenty of food and drinks. I wish you all a pleasant meal. Then I declare that the banquet officially begins - Cheers!!!"
Shinji raised his glass high, and all the guests followed suit.
"cheers!!!"
Maybe it was because the atmosphere was already lively enough and there was no need for Shinji to deliberately stir it up. Everyone acted spontaneously, eating what they should eat, drinking what they should drink, and drinking what they should drink.
Altria, the big eater, took the lead and ate a roast duck until his mouth was full of oil. He hummed as he ate: "This is delicious."
"This was made by my brother." Sakura said proudly.
"real-"
Altria's eyes sparkled. The best way to capture the heart of the Knight King was to capture her stomach, and Shinji had obviously succeeded.
When Sakura realized what she had done, she immediately regretted it.
"What the hell am I talking about? I'm such an idiot, idiot, idiot."
...
Cu Chulainn picked up a barrel of beer and looked around, as if he was looking for someone to drink with.
After watching for a while, he finally set his sights on Iskandar who was also carrying a barrel. But before he could challenge, he was stopped by the shadow warrior Faker who was standing beside him. The meaning was simple - if you want to compete with the king in drinking, you have to get past me first.
Cu Chulainn didn't refuse and picked up the barrel to drink. Faker was not to be outdone - although she was small in stature, she could drink a lot. She drank at the same speed as Cu Chulainn, which shocked everyone.
On the other side, Loreleija, Weber and others also gathered together naturally, speaking banquet speeches. Living in the Clock Tower, they were very familiar with this kind of banquet, and no matter whether it was the queen who was high above or Weber who was protected by Lanis, they could not completely avoid this kind of socializing.
However, because they took different routes, their approaches were also different.
Weber pulled the students to prevent them from getting into trouble, while Loreleija approached Olga Marie—Olga Marie had been deliberately avoiding Loreleija before, but this time she finally found an opportunity.
"I heard that you ran away from home and your father is very worried."
"Hmph, none of your business." Olga Marie shook her head and didn't even look at Loreleija.
"Your father's request for assistance has been placed on my desk."
"So what? We are both participants in the Holy Grail War and have the same stance. Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about yourself first. If something happens to Her Majesty the Queen, the Law and Politics Department, humph!"
"Don't talk like that."
A hand reached out from behind and knocked Olga Marie on the head. It was Luvia.
"Lord has good intentions too."
"Don't be too kind." The upset little girl ran away.
"Please don't mind, Lord Barthemelo, she means no harm." Luvia said apologetically.
"It's okay. I understand. Everyone gets that age." Lorelaia shook her head slightly. "They think they are the best and never give in to anything."
"Lord too?"
"Of course, and because it's in Bartmero, it's even more serious. If it weren't for sh—forget it, I won't say this. I'm sorry to make you laugh."
"No, no, I'm just curious about Lord's past."
"Haha, if you're willing to join the Law and Politics Department, I'll tell you as much as you want to hear."
"Oh, I am really flattered by your kindness, Lord. But I have just entered Clock Tower a short time ago, so I will focus on studying."
"Then I will wait for good news."
The two of them smiled and exchanged social etiquette. This was the most normal banquet procedure in the European magic world, and no one actually took it seriously.
Luvia, who was planning to clink glasses and leave, suddenly thought of something and waved to Sakura who was not far away.
"Sakura, come here for a moment."
"Sister Luvia." Sakura responded obediently. Ever since she knew the relationship between the Tousaka family and the Edelfeldt family, Sakura naturally began to call Luvia sister.
"With your current level, it doesn't make much sense to continue training in Fuyuki. Are you interested in going to Europe with me?"
"I-"
"Ignore her."
Before Sakura could reply, Rin interrupted.
"What do you upstarts want to do to my sister?"
"I mean well, Miss Toosaka. Sakura is very talented, and staying in Japan will only bury her talent. The place that is truly suitable for her to display her talent is Europe. It is the center of magicians, and you will not deny that."
"This..." Rin was speechless. No matter how many talents Fuyuki City had, it could not make up for the Clock Tower's advantages in resources. As Luvia said, it was the center of magicians and a stage that truly belonged to magicians.
"Do you understand? If you do, then don't stop me. Your Tohsaka family only has enough quota for you to enter the Clock Tower, so leave Sakura to me—"
"Uh, sister, sister Luvia, I have a spot."
Sakura interrupted weakly, looking weakly at Lorelaia, who spoke up.
"Sakura's place was already prepared. If she wanted to come, she could have come five years ago."
"Huh?"
"Clam?"
"—What's going on?"