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"...Forget it, with your skinny arms and legs, you probably can't carry it. Let me do it."

Iskandar then prepared to carry the wine.

"No! I can do it!"

Upon hearing this, Waver immediately stopped Iskandar. How could he allow himself to be mocked by his own Servant?

It's just a barrel of wine, right? He can just carry it.

Chapter 51 Du's Grilled Fish is No Less Than Huo's Grilled Fish

Weber carried the barrel of wine over, panting heavily.

"Kid, you really need to practice more, otherwise you'll get caught by the enemy even when you're trying to escape."

Iskandar took the large barrel that Webber couldn't lift with both hands with one hand, lifted it up with one hand, and used the other hand to lift Webber directly, tucked it under his waist, walked to Du Can's side, and then put the barrel and Webber down one by one.

"With wine and meat, this is what a feast should be like. Oh, and we need fire for grilling fish. Kid, go and gather some firewood."

Iskandar exuded an imposing aura, as if he were the master of the place, while Ducan appeared as a guest from afar, and Waver as his subordinate. Naturally, he began to command his Master again.

Upon hearing this, Weber exclaimed, "Why are you ordering me around again? In this Holy Grail War, who's in charge here, you or me?"

"No need, I'm better at starting fires."

Du Can extended his index finger, and a wisp of flame emerged from his fingertip. He flicked it slightly, and the flame landed on the mudflats by the riverbank, transforming into an ever-burning flame.

"Oh, so that's how it can be solved? Magicians can solve a lot of problems, kid. You should learn more from them."

Iskandar was slightly surprised, but since many magicians in his time could do it, he wasn't surprised.

Weber, standing to the side, thought to himself, "I can understand it, but I can't learn it. Goodbye."

Using fire magic without chanting any spells is too difficult for Waver, whose talent is not ideal.

"come over."

Du Can reached out with his right hand and a powerful suction force was generated, which directly pulled the purple-gold dragon fish that was still jumping around not far away, and then threw it into the ball of flames to roast.

"...Don't we need to remove the scales and internal organs?" Weber couldn't help but ask.

"No need. This fish is nutritious from head to toe, and there's no part that can't be eaten. If you have good teeth, you can even gnaw on the scales."

ha?

He's not a savage, so why would he eat fish scales?

Weber thought to himself, then immediately realized a problem: "The flesh of monsters is poisonous to ordinary people, right? I won't be poisoned by the fish meat if I eat it."

The bodies of magical beasts contain magical power, which is different from life force and cannot be digested by ordinary people. Their bodies cannot absorb this power and will instead be harmed by it.

Of course, if it were an ordinary person from the Age of Gods, they would still be able to digest and absorb the nutrients from magical beasts.

Weber, a modern man and a magician, has a slightly stronger resistance to magic than ordinary people, but he is still unsure whether his body can digest the flesh of a magical beast.

"Then you can just drink alcohol instead of eating meat," Iskandar joked, then looked at Du Can, "Hey bro, any ideas?"

"It's okay, just make sure it's well cooked through."

With a thought, Du Can caused the fire to intensify even further.

Weber thought to himself, "Just cook it a little longer? What kind of method is that?"

However, Webber could only trust Du Can now. He knew that Du Can's strength far exceeded the imagination of this mediocre magician and that he must have unique methods.

"Let's grill the fish first, and have a drink."

Iskandar laughed heartily, then smashed the lid of the large barrel with a punch, took out a wooden spoon, scooped out a spoonful of bright red liquid, and took a big gulp for himself.

It was both to taste the flavor and to prove that the wine he brought was not spiked.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this wine is a bit sour, not nearly as good as the wine from Persia."

Iskandar clicked his tongue, clearly dissatisfied with the taste of the wine.

This was a wine he had won over from a local brewery in Fuyuki City. The taste was actually quite good, but for Iskandar, who had tasted many fine wines, it was still a step behind, and he felt it wasn't presentable enough to serve guests.

"Young man, the wine doesn't taste very good, please don't mind it."

Iskandar scooped a large spoonful of wine from the barrel and handed it to Du Can.

Du Can looked at the large spoonful of wine handed to him, his eyes twitching slightly. It wasn't that he disliked the wine, but rather that he was a little disgusted by the spoon that the other person had just touched with his mouth.

"No need, I brought my own wine set."

Du Can declined the wine spoon offered by Iskandar, and with a clench of his right hand in the air, a small bronze cauldron appeared in his hand.

He poured a cup of wine into a small bronze tripod and drank it all in one gulp.

"Oh, sir, you brought wine glasses. Do you have any extras? You could share one with the two of us."

"I only carry this one with me, I don't have any extras."

Du Can used one of the Nine Tripods to drink wine. In any case, Li Bai had also used the Nine Tripods to drink wine in that world, so it can be considered as a tribute to the ancients.

Weber glanced at the small bronze cauldron in Du Can's hand, which he was using as a wine cup, his eyes flickering slightly as he pondered, "This should be some kind of conceptual Mystic Code... no, it feels more like a Noble Phantasm? Can a living person possess a Noble Phantasm? That seems unlikely."

Weber thought to himself.

At this moment, in Blackmore Cemetery, England.

A little girl with gray hair, who looked like a gray elf, suddenly sneezed.

"Achoo~"

"What's wrong, Grey?"

"It's nothing, Mom."

Let's turn our attention back.

The fish is cooked.

Du Can extinguished the flames and placed the golden dragonfish, roasted until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, emitting an extremely tempting aroma, on a large stone slab.

No one used chopsticks or knives and forks; they just grabbed the food with their hands and ate it.

"This grilled fish is really good. The young man's grilling skills are excellent."

"It's all because of the good ingredients."

Du Can and Iskandar drank and ate fish.

Iskandar reminisced about his glorious past and started bragging, telling Du Can how powerful he was back then and how much land he had conquered. Du Can listened to his boasting as if it were just a story.

Then, Iskandar wanted to invite Ducan to join his team.

"Hey bro, wanna join my team? Let's find a bunch of like-minded guys and conquer the world together."

"Conquer Japan first before you come to me with this suggestion."

Du Can politely declined.

Iskandar, on the other hand, made a bold statement: "Don't worry, I will. As long as I win this Holy Grail War, I will be able to resume my great work."

Waver, standing to the side, listened to the two people beside him, one making an invitation and the other clearly refusing, just like when Iskandar invited those Servants before, and they all refused.

Webber immediately started eating the fish.

This is Warcraft-level grilled fish!

It's important to know that it's rare to see living monsters in modern times. The few times Webber had seen monsters before were when his mentor, Kenneth, showed them specimens.

It can be admired from afar but not touched.

This was the first time he had seen a monster so close up, and he was even tasting it directly; he had to eat several pieces.

While eating, I suddenly felt very hot, and bright red blood gushed from my nose.

"Ah! What's going on?!"

Weber exclaimed.

Du Can glanced at it and said, "You're too weak to handle the nourishment. You should eat less."

Chapter 52 The Holy Grail Problem: Assassin Attacks

Weber stopped eating fish.

But looking at the remaining half of the fish, I felt a deep pang of heartache.

Such delicious food, yet he could only eat a few bites before he couldn't eat anymore. He felt he would miss this grilled fish for the rest of his life.

At this moment, Du Can suddenly spoke up: "You said you want to win the Holy Grail War and obtain the Holy Grail to fulfill your wishes. I advise you to give up on that idea. That damn Holy Grail can no longer grant wishes."

Iskandar frowned and quickly asked, "Why are you so certain, young man?"

"The Holy Grail has been tainted by evil defilement. Once activated to fulfill a wish, it will manifest itself in the most vile way."

Is this really true?

"If you don't believe me, you can carve open the mountain of Mount Enzo yourself. That is the location of the Holy Grail, the Great Grail. You'll know whether it's real or fake at a glance."

Iskandar remained silent for a few seconds, then pondered.

Waver, standing nearby, couldn't help but speak up: "Since the Holy Grail has already been corrupted, why are the other Masters still fighting over it? I remember some Masters are descendants of the families that created the Greater Grail Ritual, right? Don't they know that?"

"Then you'll have to ask them: do they want to use the Holy Grail to fulfill a wish, or do they want to use it for something else?"

Weber, like Iskandar, remained silent for a few seconds.

"Hahaha! It's alright. Even if it's true, it's not a loss to be able to come out and see the world now. Kid, what's your wish?"

Iskandar was no longer too concerned about whether the Holy Grail could grant his wish, and turned to ask Waver about his wish.

"...I just wanted to prove to my advisor that his views were wrong and that my paper was not a worthless piece of paper."

Weber's wish didn't need the Holy Grail to be fulfilled; he simply wanted an apology and recognition from his teacher, Kenneth.

"Hahaha! Then I'll lead you to fulfill your wish."

"Really? Rider! Thank you so much!"

"Alright, alright, why are you acting like a little kid?"