It turns out that my youth story is fgo!

Chapter 137

The only way to win the battle is to win the battle.

"We lost to these... people?" Coles was helpless. Hey, even if he knew that he was not capable enough, this was too much of a blow to his self-esteem.

Even if he had a good temper, he almost described these people as brats.

The people who gathered with Coles were the remaining masters of the Yugdomrenia family. Aoki Makoto and others did not embarrass them, but just kept them from leaving the castle. They were not expected to come when they were invited. It was not a pleasant thing for the loser to attend the winner's celebration banquet.

In the end, the masters of Yugdomrenia came by themselves. They wanted to see what kind of magician the person who defeated them was.

The result...

"Not even a magician!"

Coles was hit hard.

"Okay, Colles, that's too rude!"

Fiore, sitting in a wheelchair, stopped Colles's behavior.

"Anyway, we failed, and being able to keep one life is already a mercy from the other party."

If it were the Red Team, it might not be so easy to talk to.

Although, Fiore was also surprised that the group of people who defeated their Black Team like a whirlwind were actually just a group of ordinary people.

If they had discovered it before, maybe... No, they were extremely cautious because they knew their weaknesses, and they never exposed themselves in front of them from beginning to end.

Moreover, there were magicians in the other camp.

"I didn't expect that you, Lion Jie, would actually join a third party." Fiore's eyes were extremely complicated, and she felt a little sympathetic to the Red Team.

Who could have guessed that there was such a traitor? !

But she didn't mean to condemn Lion Jie, because magicians themselves were a group of shameless guys, and it was not strange to do anything.

"Because I was defeated too." Shizijie Jieli said without hesitation, "If you don't want to die, you have to join the other side."

Fiore laughed and didn't really believe Shizijie's words.

"Indeed, it's understandable to survive." But Fiore agreed with such behavior.

Shizijie Jieli looked at Fiore with a strange look, and this thinking was really not like a magician.

"Heh." Fiore just smiled faintly. No one knew her determination. If nothing unexpected happened, she shouldn't be a magician.

"Damn it--" Gold was hit hard, his face was full of anger, and he turned his grief and anger into appetite, and was finishing the food at an extraordinary speed.

As for Roger, he had not yet come out of the despair of being sacrificed by his teacher, and squatted in a corner to shut himself up.

"Hahahahaha!!"

At this time, Oda Nobunaga's innate performance habit was broken again. He became the focus of everyone's vision without hesitation, and he didn't feel ashamed at all, but was complacent.

"You are obsessed with me! Let's party till dawn!"

"Come on!" Oda Nobunaga placed two barrels in front of him with ill intentions, "Who dares to fight me!"

"There is a saying that the amount of alcohol you drink is equal to the amount of a hero! Those who consider themselves heroes, don't back down!"

Oda Nobunaga smiled wantonly, and his blood-red eyes seemed to be glowing.

Taigong Wang ignored Oda Nobunaga's obvious provocation, Arthur smiled lightly, Astolfo didn't notice that Sakata Kintoki was still being entangled by Shinomiya Kaguya, Scathach and Siegfried were chatting...

"Huh, boring."

Gilgamesh didn't even bother to droop his eyelids.

"As a king, I won't have fun with the common people. How can this be?"

"Oh, are you scared?" Oda Nobunaga crossed his arms across his chest, with the same arrogance as Gilgamesh.

"Heh, I won't fall for this kind of provocation, but..."

The scarlet snake pupils narrowed slightly: "If you dare to offend the majesty of the king, you will naturally be punished!"

"Watch carefully, as the only king in heaven and earth!"

So, the two began to compete one cup after another.

"Come on, Lord Saburo!" Nakano Miku encouraged her own Lord Nobunaga.

"Come on! King Gilgamesh!" This is Aoki Makoto, who is watching the fun and decided to do it himself.

Oda Nobunaga and Gilgamesh are getting more and more competitive-

However, can servants really get drunk?

The only unlucky one is the wine cellar of Yogdomirenia!

"The ergodic knight of the Netherlands, the dragon-slaying hero Siegfried." Scathach has experienced a hearty battle. Even if part of her spiritual base is damaged, it does not change her personality. Now she is still enthusiastically looking forward to

Siegfried invited him to fight.

"Powerful warrior, I hope to fight you next time."

Siegfried apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm just a man who keeps failing."

"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

Siegfried never knew that he was very strong.

Scathach was silent for a moment. Why did she feel that she had found the wrong person? Or was Achilles, who was also a battle maniac, more to her liking.

"Don't belittle yourself." Scathach couldn't help but say, "Your battle with Red Lancer is enough to prove yourself." The same martial arts that entered the realm of God are enough to fight Scathach.

"I'm sorry, I didn't win."

Siegfried just talked to death.

In a place where no one could see, a figure like the dark god of death seemed to flash by.

In this small banquet, there was laughter everywhere, and the distance between the master and the servant was quite vague, just like friends, relatives and even lovers.

"We didn't lose unfairly, Colles." Fiore watched all this quietly, with a slight arc on her lips.

In fact, she and Archer had a good relationship, but it was still not as natural as Aoki Makoto and others.

"The trust between them and the trust between them and the servants is incomparable to us."

The Yugdomrenia family said it was a family, but in fact they had their own ulterior motives. It would be strange if they could win against such an opponent.

"Yes." Colles thought of Berserker, the servant in a wedding dress, who handed him a small flower.

What was she thinking in her heart?

Until the end, he never knew.

At the same time, the androids also fell into an inexplicable panic. After learning that they would not be used as cannon fodder, but would do their best to keep them alive, they felt at a loss.

But survival is the instinct of living things.

"Can we really survive?"

An android asked in disbelief.

The android named Dur thought of the android who was given a name and became the Master's younger brother, and her expression was touched for a moment.

"Maybe."

"At least, it won't be worse than it is now."