The white light faded.
Yet no one present could utter a single word.
Every Magus could only stare wide-eyed at the female warrior standing beside Hartres. She looked like a figure who had stepped out of some ancient costume drama, utterly out of place in this era, yet at this moment, she seemed to suppress everything before them.
"A Heroic Spirit..."
Hiten Ryuri's expression changed at once, while the white-haired young man was even more astonished.
"You actually turned the Boundary Record Belt into a familiar!?"
"W-what exactly is that?"
The pink-haired girl took several steps back, staring at the woman before her in terror. It was no wonder these Magi reacted this way. Even as Magi who had witnessed countless mysteries, what had appeared before them was worlds apart from anything they understood. It was like seeing a Dragon appear in the modern age—a manifestation of something ancient, unreasonable, powerful, and incomparably overwhelming.
Simply standing there, the aura radiating from the female warrior was enough to make every Magus tremble.
But not everyone reacted that way.
"I see. I finally understand."
At that moment, Lord El-Melloi II spoke.
"I have been wondering who you really are."
"I told you."
Hearing Lord El-Melloi II speak, the female warrior snorted coldly.
"I am Hephaestion."
"I mean your class. You gave your True Name, but you never stated your class, did you?"
As he spoke, Lord El-Melloi II pulled an Invitation Letter from his coat.
"I understand now. The reason you placed this Invitation Letter and lured me onto the Eyeball Collection Train was to make the system mistake this place for a variant Holy Grail, wasn't it? After all, I was once a Master. If I appeared here, there was a high chance the Grail system would mistake me for a