Chapter 225: My Loyal Subjects
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All eyes were on the golden goblet, the air thick with anticipation.
"So—that's the Grail..." Rider murmured, his gaze fixed on the gleaming cup.
"I don't sense any power emanating from it," Waver said, his voice laced with suspicion.
"Perhaps it's concealing its true nature," Hassan-i Sabbah suggested, her voice cold.
"Ahem." Haru cleared his throat, silencing them.
The courtyard fell silent, everyone's attention turning towards him.
"Of all the wishes I've heard, Gilgamesh has none. Saber and Kiyohime's are unrealistic. Only Rider and Assassin's have moved me."
"Well, this is a predicament. Only one Grail, but two worthy contenders," Rider said, scratching his head.
Hassan's eyes flickered, a calculating glint in them.