[Fate][Gun Bow] Red and Blue Holy Grail War

The author has something to say: ◆This article is an extra episode of "The Holy Grail War between Red and Blue".

◇If black tea is set to lose the sense of taste, it is assumed that the sense of smell will only be weakened, but still function.

There are also many kinds of Wangwei.

Like the knight king Artoria, there is one kind of food that everyone is willing to taste one or two; like the hero king Gilgamesh, it is not only required that the tribute dedicated to the king must be delicious, exquisite and high-end, but also have a favorable impression to get "Eligibility for tribute" is another kind.

However, either is fine.In short, after living under the same roof, they have not escaped the cooking of the chef surnamed Emiya.

When you get used to those delicacies, with Gilgamesh's categorical refusal to wrong himself and accommodate others, how could he be willing to fill his stomach with second-rate products again?

So... to grab Emiya's handmade, three-day-serving honey cake from the Sun King's reserve?

──Absolutely, yes, no, yes, can!

Gilgamesh's blood-red eyes just glanced at Ozymandias who was sitting on the steps outside, eating a small cake with relish and admiring the lotus, and wandered away again.

He ate the dessert specially made for the taste of the Sun King once, just once!It was so sweet that he wanted to rinse his mouth with coffee!Still fresh in my memory.

That kind of horror cake is at the same level as mapo tofu!For a moment, it reminded him of a certain silver-haired nun who appeared in the records related to the Fifth Holy Grail War many times!

Thinking back, Gilgamesh glanced over the steps and lotus ponds, and slowly came to one of the date palm trees on both sides of the Raleigh Temple, his eyes lit up suddenly, and the pupils shrank imperceptibly.

"──Over there! A black Faker with a mad dog's tail! I'm hungry!"

Emiya and Cu Chulainn won't come back for three days, and there will be a decisive battle in three days, but the King of Heroes, who has already eaten the food reserves as snacks, gave simple and straightforward orders.

Hearing this, Emiya Alter, the inverted Heroic Spirit with a [-]-inch hair style with symmetrical tri-stripes, and pale lips due to his dark brown complexion, opened his golden eyes that were pretending to sleep under the shattered sunlight.

They are not familiar with each other.

Not to mention the wonderful relationship between Gilgamesh and the heroic spirit Emiya who is a courtier, an imperial cook, a pet, a big bear child... such a mess, but it can indeed be called a "bond".

But in the concept of Gilgamesh, that's what makes it interesting!

Even though Emiya didn't want to buy it at all, and even wanted to write "None of my business" on his face.It's just that before he showed it in detail, the King of Heroes' next move made him suddenly forget what kind of expression he wanted to put on?

Because that king... that king moved out a whole set of cooking utensils that could build an open-air kitchen on the spot from his king's treasure!Oh, there is no shortage of fresh ingredients and seasonings!

──Don’t go where to scan the goods?Clairvoyance, future vision?

...Really...it's all ready...

Not only Emiya stared blankly, but also Ozymandias, who rested his cheek on his side and silently shifted his attention to watch the excitement, and Mad King, who opened his eyes impatiently because the people around him suddenly froze, were also watching. They all fell silent after they became clear; only Gilgamesh's loud laughter, expressing that he was exhausted, rang out abruptly.

"This is a gift from the king! With the heart of offering tribute to the gods, dedicate delicious dishes to the king!"

...No, if it is necessary to change, Emiya thinks that he would rather change Gilgamesh's mood and thoughts at the moment when he decided to stuff the entire kitchen into the royal treasure.

"Eat some?"

He patted the bone tail of the surrounding sea beast, his movements were natural, and it was impossible to see that Wei Gong actually had no sense of how the relationship between him and the mad king could progress so quickly... Although there were diaries and written records, it was still the same in his memory. It is a large section of blank space... Only a small amount of "residue" escaped the reset, and it was lucky to accumulate layer by layer until it became an indelible imprint on the spirit foundation.

For example, the familiar feeling when surrounded by the tail of the mad king.

When the bone spur-covered murder weapon wound up, the signal sent to him by instinct was not warnings like "danger", but all reminders like "safety" and "reliable".And his reaction has gradually changed from frowning and slight resistance at the beginning to what is now commonplace.

"……it is good."

The Mad King responded, and his huge but flexible bone tail gently slid away.

Nearby, Gilgamesh was still yelling, "Don't keep the king waiting long, or you will be punished." He didn't calm down until he saw Emiya walking by.

Later, fast-paced electronic music plays as the background sound of the makeshift kitchen.

Even if Wei Gong didn't look back, he could still guess that it was the sound of two ancient kings on the other side of the stairs starting to play games online again.

His eyes, which are not too big at ordinary times, are slightly narrow and long, and the pupils are pale golden, scanning the fresh ingredients poured out by the King of Heroes from the treasure house one by one, and he is deeply concerned about the matter of cooking for people other than the Mad King. Not much fluctuation.

...Anyway, I'm not used to eating, so I spit it out...or if I was a king, I got a bit more tempered, and I insisted on fighting—oh, exercise after dinner!He wasn't afraid either.

When Wei Gong began to pick and process the ingredients, the Mad King did not continue to sit under the tree.Of course he leaned over... didn't help, just watched from the sidelines, like a large obstacle stuck there.

If the original Emiya and Cu Chulainn were here, the latter would have been blown out by the former's continuous projection of all kinds of treasures!However, the Mad King just followed, wherever Wei Gong moved, he would move in any direction, more competent than the pendant.

Cleaning, preparation, fire, boiling water.

As one of the earliest servants summoned in Chaldea, although Emiya's memory has a lot of gaps, the instinct about cooking that is imprinted on the spirit base is always there, and it can be awakened by repeated actions and become something similar to intuition; And his empty menu was also filled in by the Mad King when he had nothing to do, so it was no longer blank.

Even though it sounds like "cooking makes the cook feel happy", Emiya still doesn't have any resonance.

There is only one reason why he has no objection to the Mad King staying by the side──

Picking up the small plate, scooping up some soup, Wei Gong skillfully handed it to his hand; the Mad King was used to it, and took it with one hand.

"The soup is very fresh."

……

"More salty."

……

"Add that...pepper."

……

Just like this, Wei Gong would taste whatever was brought to him, and then talk about the taste.The Mad King's Kitchen plays only one role: Emiya's tongue.

Sour, sweet, bitter, salty, and fresh, the recognition functions of the five basic tastes are complete.The rest... Emiya's sense of smell and touch are not useless.

Of course, don't expect too complicated tricks.As a reversed Heroic Spirit, the Altered Emiya didn't have that kind of interest.Rice, isn’t it just made and eaten?

Emiya put the noodles into the water when the first pot was heated to small bubbles; while the other pot next to it was used to cook seafood soup.

In this way, the last thing served on the table is the seafood lo mein served in a sea bowl.There are four bowls in total.

"Let's eat."

That tone of voice clearly revealed the meaning of eating as much as you like, and being lazy if you don't eat.Anyway, he is different from the red one, and he doesn't plan to spoil any king.

Behind the lo mein, a row of condiment bottles that were projected like tableware and utensils were also brought over by Emiya.He tapped them one by one, and said as he tapped, "Salt, peppercorns, chili oil, soy sauce, sugar. You two are free to choose."

"Faker who speaks outrageously... It's more suitable for you to call scrap iron." Walking to the dining table pulled out of his treasure house, he sat down.Gilgamesh didn't get angry, but just concluded: "Your awe has been shattered along with the emptiness inside."

"Ah... my inner collapse has anything to do with the King of Heroes who was brilliant in the past?"

"I hope that I will not lose my level. This king is still tolerant of the imperial chef."

"I am waiting."

Is King Gilgamesh tolerant to the royal chef?Even if this matter is in the same inherent barrier, the Cave King can't give an evaluation... It should be said that the evaluation given by anyone other than the person involved is not intuitive enough.

However, the Cave King has missed the best opportunity to eat together and become a part of the parties.

When the dining table was pulled out outside the temple and the meals were served, he was connecting with Chaldea, telling Fujimaru boy the progress of their world line strategy, and accepting the boy's master's solemn plea by the way: "Remember the holy relic! Don’t forget! Chaldea never thinks there will be too much combat power, and there will never be too many!”

The young man's face was almost on the projection screen. The Cave King opened his mouth to say something, but the other side spoke again: "I know, I know, wait, and hope. I remember Edmond's words."── ─But he is determined not to call him the Cave King very often──"You guys... Huh? What's wrong? What's that sound?"

"Small things. Exercise after meals." The vengeful ghost, who was at the top of the temple, looked down from the side, and then gave the master of Chaldea a very easy answer.

He automatically omitted the following two sentences that he heard before the fight: "Hit him, Berserker." and "Are you his dog? Rabid dog!" ──It's not hard to imagine that it should be this that really caused the conflict to break out. Two sentences followed by the previous one.

And the problem wasn't the meal.

Because the master of the Noble Phantasm "Great Composite Temple of Radiance", Ozymandias' current dynamic is: calmly holding the refilled seafood soup, drinking it slowly.

"Although they are people without light, the heroic spirit Emiya and his Alter have brilliance in their cooking. Well, this seafood soup really doesn't need seasoning, I am very satisfied."

The Sun King commented on his own.Completely ignoring the explosion of magic power not far away.

In his temple, he is the god king and the ruler!Under the thought, no matter how the King's Treasure of the Mad King, Wei Gong, and the King of Heroes in the square in front of them fight vigorously, the temporary kitchen is a quiet place.

When Jinfang's sole master came back with Ruler, the first thing he saw was such a chaotic scene.

"...I should have come back as soon as I found out that Caster was going to contact the clock tower to deal with the red master and asked Saber to go out with him."

Emiya covered her face with one hand, her tone didn't seem to be regretful, and her expression couldn't be seen clearly in the shadows.

"It's all right. If there is enough magic power, nothing will happen. Rider didn't say anything."

Cu Chulainn is very open.

The level of destruction is only the current level of fighting, in his mind, it is indeed no different from warming up and playing; it was a common occurrence in Chizhi during his lifetime.

But if he was shot at by the King of Heroes there, he would definitely be upset!

"Compared to that... our, our Alter is very understanding." He whispered with his arm on Emiya's shoulder, which meant that "losing or not losing" is also a comparison.Then he lowered his voice, adding and hinting: "It doesn't have to be in this kind of battlefield, it can also be in the 'that, kind, battle, field'."

Although Emiya's skin is darker, the man who understood immediately based on tacit understanding, his face still flushed for a moment, and his eagle eyes followed him.

"Stupid dogs go to hell!"

He decided to release his blue-haired companion who was happy to watch the excitement, and he went to find a way to stop it.The supply of magic power is unlimited, and it is not used to waste them internally!