"So it's Eiji!"
Mash finally reacted after seeing his true face.
Back in Sheffield, she had been fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of Eiji's real appearance once, which was why she could so confidently claim he was a super handso man.
For Fujimaru Ritsuka, it was her first ti seeing him, and she montarily felt as if her rationality had been stripped away.
It took her a while to snap out of it and truly grasp the weight of what Mash ant by an "unprecedented super handso man."
Without a certain level of ntal fortitude, staring at him for too long could easily make one lose themselves.
This person's face could practically be used as a weapon!
No wonder he always wore a disguise!
"Ah! You! Pretending to be again!"
Grimm's loud shout grew closer.
He charged over, brandishing his staff like a spear, his face full of murderous intent, looking as though he wouldn't let this slide.
"Stop ssing around. I'm here to discuss serious matters."
Eiji deftly pinched the tip of the staff and effortlessly tossed it aside.
"..."
Grimm took a light step back, speechless.
What the hell?
You're using my na as an alias to swagger around, and that doesn't count as serious business?
"The fact that you're still willing to co find us ans a huge weight has finally been lifted from my heart."
The figures of Da Vinci-chan and the others soon appeared before Eiji as well.
Especially Da Vinci-chan—her relieved expression stood out more than anyone else's.
"You've co too, Mr. Cú Chulainn!"
Percival warmly greeted Eiji.
"I told you, he's not Cú Chulainn!"
Grimm imdiately shouted.
"Since you're not using the na anyway, don't be so stingy. It's not like it hurts to let soone else use it, heh haha!"
Muramasa patted his shoulder, unable to hide his gleeful expression.
"Would you like to have dinner first?"
Artoria looked at Eiji, unconsciously licking her lips, her face full of longing.
"I'm just a projection, so I won't waste any food."
"Then... did you bring any food?"
"No."
"..."
Artoria looked as if she had been struck hard, her face full of disappointnt.
Ah, how nostalgic—the taste of hamburgers!
It was like a delicacy only high-ranking fairies could enjoy!
She had been hoping that when Eiji returned, she could return to a life of luxury and fine dining. But it seed she was still stuck with hard bread. Not that the bread was bad, but the contrast was just... heartbreaking!
"I'll skip the pleasantries. I want to know your answer. That's why you're here, isn't it?"
Da Vinci-chan looked at Eiji with an extrely serious expression.
"We already know everything about your relationship with Cernunnos. Even if you choose to stand by her side, it's a reasonable outco—though it's not the one we were hoping for... What is your choice?"
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
One by one, they turned tense, probing gazes toward Eiji.
Among them, Gudako and Artoria looked the most nervous.
Only Percival seed like an outsider, completely clueless.
"You're right. I did co for this."
Eiji paused briefly before speaking calmly.
"To put it simply, I, Eiji, from this day forward, will no longer offer you any assistance within this British Lostbelt."
"My relationship with all of you ends here. I will no longer participate in any sches against the Queen. Whether you are foreign travelers, the Child of Prophecy, or the Round Table Army, I will no longer support any of your actions."
As his words fell.
The surroundings fell into complete silence, not a single sound could be heard.
Everyone fell silent.
Their expressions varied.
"Are you really this heartless?"
Muramasa was the first to speak, his gaze icy as he glared at Eiji.
"I truly cannot understand—are emotions everything to the young? Can you really cast aside all matters of principle for such things?"
"Hey, old man, don't make it sound so harsh!"
Before anyone else could react, Habetrot jumped up, kicking Muramasa in the knee, indignantly shouting.
"It's only natural for the groom to help the bride—what's wrong with that?"
"How sorrowful."
Tristan couldn't help but strum his harp, his face full of lancholy.
"If I were in Sir Eiji's position, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to make the right choice either..."
In the legends of King Arthur, Tristan was famously known as the sentintal prince.
His story with Isolde remains highly popular in Europe to this day.
His love for Isolde never wavered, no matter how many storms they endured.
Artoria suddenly froze.
Does this an Eiji will beco an enemy from now on?
"If this is your choice, then I won't say anything more."
Da Vinci-chan forced a strained smile.
The situation was rapidly spiraling toward the worst possible outco.
"But I need to confirm one thing—if you don't intend to help us oppose the Queen, will you instead help the Queen hunt us down?"
Exactly.
This was the crucial point at the mont.
If Eiji chose to stand by the Queen's side but remained neutral, not assisting either side, there might still be room for discussion. But if he chose complete loyalty to the Queen, it would be a catastrophe!
"Don't worry, I definitely won't help the Queen against you either."
Fortunately, Eiji imdiately denied her speculation without hesitation.
"That's enough then."
Da Vinci-chan sighed with an indescribable expression.
Though the situation was bad, it wasn't completely disastrous.
Her feelings were complicated.
"You have your answer, and I'm leaving now."
Black mist shimred around Eiji as his figure gradually grew indistinct.
"Before severing all ties with you completely, I'll give you one last piece of good news—Pan-Human History has summoned a new Servant. You can try to recruit him."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished completely.
Oberon's expression shifted.
"Hey, wait—!"
Muramasa quickly called out, trying to stop him.
But before he could finish speaking, Eiji had already departed.
"He didn't even tell us who the new Servant is!"
Muramasa was so angry he nearly slamd his sword into the ground.
What kind of useless good news was this?
Who is the new Servant?
Where is he?
What are his capabilities? He didn't tell them anything at all?
Is there really such a Servant?
"Is he deceiving us?"
Muramasa asked with a suspicious expression.
"Hello everyone, I'm the new Servant!"
Just as he spoke.
Suddenly, an unfamiliar figure ca running from nearby.
Everyone stared at each other with stunned expressions.
It was a girl with cherry-blossom-colored hair.
Her features bore so resemblance to Artoria's.
However, she wore a spring-green haori, her shoulder-length hair simply tied back, with a single stray strand dancing in the wind.
A katana hung at her waist, giving her an even more heroic and imposing presence.
"Where did you co from?"
Muramasa looked completely caught off guard.
The others were equally unable to process the situation.
They had just been complaining about the new Servant, and now the new Servant had appeared!
Could this be any more abrupt?
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