Fang Li chatted with Fiore in fits and starts while thinking over his own questions.
Throughout this, Minamoto no Yorimitsu had been trembling all over, tears streaming down her face, as though her lover were having an affair right before her eyes. It left Archer constantly somewhat wary of her.
In the end, Fang Li and Fiore did not talk for long.
"The Black Faction's Servants have all been summoned. Come with us to meet the Lord."
Fiore said this to Fang Li.
The Lord she referred to was presumably Vlad III.
Fang Li had no objections.
"Perfect."
Fang Li spoke indifferently.
"Let me see what the Black Faction's Servants are like."
Exactly.
They were merely Servants.
As for the Masters, they had yet to become interesting enough for Fang Li to care about.
Fiore failed to notice the implication behind his words.
Only Archer seemed to pick up on something and gave Fang Li a discreet glance.
However, Archer said nothing. She simply pushed Fiore's wheelchair forward at an unhurried pace.
Seeing this, Fang Li glanced at Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who was still trembling and weeping at his side, then spoke in an exasperated tone.
"Alright, let's go."
The instant she heard Fang Li's words, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's face brightened as though the rain had passed.
"Yes!"
Apparently, so long as her son—at least, the son she believed herself to have—would acknowledge her, she was satisfied.
Mirenia Castle, King's Hall.
Since it was a castle, it naturally had a place like this.
Led by Fiore, the group entered.
They immediately drew the attention of those who had arrived before them.
"So this is the ordinary person who suddenly forced his way in?"
The speaker was an obese man.
Not only was the man fat, but his gaze toward