"Grimm, you bastard, where did you run off to? Do you have any idea something happened in Londinium?"
On the banks of the De La Caille River, Tettrot glared unhappily at a youth who looked barely into his teens. After Shen Fei and Aesc had settled everything, they had come to the River of Tears to meet up with Mash and Tettrot. At this time, the River of Tears was merely an ordinary river. The Fae Death Lord of the Queen's Calendar had not yet appeared.
Not long after Shen Fei and Aesc returned, a youth arrived as well. He was Britain's famed sage, Grimm. Tettrot had mentioned him many times during their travels. He had made an enormous contribution to the founding of Londinium. Yet Shen Fei had never expected that he was not a native of this land, but a Servant.
"Cu Chulainn? I never expected him to have a youth form like Kid Gil. He's rather cute, too. Is this his Saber class? At last, he's no longer a Lancer with E-rank Luck."
Though the one before Shen Fei was a youth, his face and hairstyle still allowed Shen Fei to recognize him. The youthful Cu Chulainn looked adorable and composed. Most importantly, he was not carrying a spear, although he did have a staff slung over his shoulder.
"Aesc, I'm sorry. If I had been there..." Youthful Cu Chulainn—no, Sage Grimm—ignored Tettrot's displeased expression and immediately apologized to Aesc.
"Even if you had been there, you could not have changed anything. I have decided not to save the Goblins anymore. This is the end." Aesc stated her decision outright.
"That tone... why does he sound a little like Muramasa?" Grimm's voice undoubtedly belonged to a youth, but his manner of speaking reminded Shen Fei of Muramasa.