Hassan of the Cursed Arm was an assassin, a killer. It was not that he could not drink—back in the Sixth Singularity, he had drunk with Mash and Ritsuka—but he would never lose himself in alcohol, much less take the initiative to drink with others. More importantly, with the matter still unresolved and enemies potentially lurking at any time, Hassan of the Cursed Arm would not be so lax. Judging by how he had acted in the Sixth Singularity, he should have first checked the safety of the area around the base and remained on alert.
"Master, it seems someone is coming." Hassan of the Cursed Arm, who had been drinking with Shinjuku Archer, suddenly put down his beer and looked upward.
"No reactions detected." Upon hearing Hassan of the Cursed Arm's words, Roman immediately used Chaldea's system to check. The reason Mash, Ritsuka, and the others had all remained at the base without concern was mainly because Chaldea had taken over surveillance duties.
"There really is someone. They should be a fellow professional." After a moment of silence, Hassan of the Cursed Arm continued, "Master, could you come with me? I have fought them before. With you there this time, we will definitely be able to defeat them."
"Okay." Ritsuka immediately nodded.
"Senpai." Mash promptly armed herself, shield in hand as she moved to Ritsuka's side.
"We'll leave it to you." Black Arthur and Black Jeanne did not seem interested in joining the fight. One sat to the side reading a magazine, while the other fed Cavall II.
"Don't worry."
"Come to think of it, this is rather strange. The Servants in this Singularity do not seem to have formed contracts with the Master." From Chaldea, Shen Fei watched the entire exchange between Hassan of the Cursed Arm and