Archer Loxia gave a detailed account of what had happened tonight.
Assassin's failed assassination, Lancer's overwhelming strength, and Rider's combat ability to stand against Lancer head-on—all the dazzling clashes of tonight, battles of mythic scale that should have been known only to the stars, flowed from the girl's gentle, melodious voice.
The two male Masters listened intently. Had the fierce battles in her tale carried their minds to that imagined battlefield? Or were they simply captivated by Loxia's beauty? Bright light gleamed in Tsukahara Meiji's eyes, and the hotel's dim lighting scattered across his black pupils like a full moon in the night sky.
"Leonidas and Lu Bu Fengxian?"
Just hearing those two names sent a chill down Tsukahara Meiji's spine. The boiling excitement he had felt countless times while reading shonen manga surged through him again: legendary warriors clashing head-on, strength against strength, hero against hero. And it was the strongest shield against the strongest spear. Just imagining such a scene was overwhelmingly stirring. The battle presented beneath the night sky must have been spectacular beyond compare.
Though it was rather shameless of him, he had to admit that he deeply regretted not going with Archer.
Missing such a magnificent battle was truly a waste.
He swallowed unconsciously. Amid his excitement, he could not help reflecting on how low his attainment in magecraft was. Otherwise, Loxia would not have had to investigate alone. Forget fighting alongside a Heroic Spirit—he had been utterly useless even when discussing strategies with Carl, a mere human.
Otherwise, the two of them should already have begun hunting enemy Masters.
The dragon-slaying hero Siegfried and the cold-blooded sniper Loxia would surely have made the perfect pair.
And though Archer had not said it aloud, being unable to display her full strength because her Master was