"I never thought things would turn out like this..."
Watching Jeanne openly display her hostility toward him, Shakespeare sighed and rubbed his forehead in distress.
This Servant truly had no combat ability whatsoever.
Because of his skill, as long as Amakusa Shirou Tokisada was unharmed, Shakespeare could escape almost any crisis. Jeanne simply could not kill him, but Shakespeare likewise could do nothing but flee. He had no way of stopping anyone.
The only ability Shakespeare possessed was his silver tongue.
He relied on rhetoric to seize absolute control and steer circumstances in his favor.
That was the only thing history's most famous literary figure could accomplish.
Unfortunately, Fang Li had destroyed that plan in the most direct and brutal way possible.
Now, Shakespeare had exhausted all his tricks.
Of course, Shakespeare still had ways to stall an enemy.
But this time, the enemy was not Jeanne alone.
Fang Li, standing beside Jeanne and watching him with an inscrutable smile, was the truly terrifying enemy.
(You can't reason with a Killer Demon like that.)
No matter how powerful his rhetoric was, it would have no room to work if his opponent remained calm and ruthless.
Besides, Shakespeare did not believe his skill could help him escape the pursuit of the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.
One side bestowed death.
The other escaped death.
Like a spear and a shield, when they collided, if the spear was sharper, it would pierce the shield. If the shield was sturdier, the spear would break. It all came down to which was stronger.
And Shakespeare did not believe his skill was stronger than the Magic Eye of the Divine Realm.
So he might endure the first second, but after the second, there would be nothing but death awaiting him.
In such circumstances, Shakespeare had