Clowns.
That was the word Shakespeare used to describe Fang Li and Jeanne.
To describe the two beings who could kill him at any moment.
"Because the protagonist of this stage has already been decided!"
With his back to the Greater Holy Grail, Shakespeare spread his arms wide.
"It is my Master, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada!"
A Saint whose purpose was the salvation of all humanity.
He truly was someone who could be called the protagonist.
And once the protagonist had been decided, the Servants in his camp were supporting characters.
As for the villains opposing the protagonist's faction, they were naturally clowns.
That was Shakespeare's theory.
Jeanne did not particularly refute that theory.
"Red Caster." Jeanne merely stared directly at Shakespeare and demanded, "Where is Amakusa Shirou Tokisada?"
"My Master?" Shakespeare bent at the waist and answered truthfully, "He is right here, you know?"
"Right here?" Jeanne furrowed her brow.
"That's right." Shakespeare laughed heartily, pointing at the Greater Holy Grail as he said, "My Master has already infiltrated the Greater Holy Grail and is currently altering the Holy Grail system."
Jeanne could hardly believe her ears.
"What did you say?" Jeanne murmured blankly. "Altering the Holy Grail?"
"Precisely so." With an attitude that appeared respectful but was in truth excessively theatrical, Shakespeare said, "The Holy Grail War was originally a ritual constructed by the Three Families. Since it is a ritual, altering it is no great matter, is it?"
The Holy Grail War.
This great ritual, capable of achieving the goal of reaching the Root, was the dream sought by every Magus—a tremendous miracle that could utterly overturn the world of magecraft.
Yet such a miracle had been accomplished by merely three magecraft families in a small Far Eastern nation like Fuyuki. No matter how one considered it, it