Atalanta swept her cold eyes across everyone in the room and began explaining, "Assassin poisoned them to weaken their ability to think, so they would transfer their Command Seals peacefully.
It probably isn't a poison that will leave any permanent aftereffects. They should recover after receiving treatment once they're out."
Shirou rubbed his chin and muttered, "I'll find a way to contact the 'Black' Rider and have him escort them with his mount—"
"Are you very close to the 'Black' Rider?" Atalanta suddenly asked.
"Well... close enough..." Shirou answered casually.
"I see. She's very cute." Atalanta's voice was somewhat low.
"Is she?"
She was indeed very cute, but he was a boy.
Shirou brushed her off. "The 'Red' Archer is cuter, though."
Atalanta: "..."
"Tch... I can't get through. Assassin has set up some kind of interference barrier around this area, so I can't contact the mages of the Kaiser Family."
Shirou frowned. For now, he could only take them away from the area.
He turned to the cat-eared girl beside him. "Archer, I'll handle these three. Can you... Uh, what's wrong?"
Atalanta stood rigidly in place, her cheeks flushed bright red.
"W-What are you suddenly saying!"
"Huh?"
The girl pressed her lips together and shifted awkwardly, while her long, fluffy tail swished cheerfully behind her.
"You just said I was cuter than the 'Black' Rider?"
"No..."
If they were only considering the concept of "cuteness," Rider really was probably the winner, right?
Archer gave off more of a wild and dashing impression.
Shirou thought, Although Rider scores higher in cuteness, he is a boy after all...
"You clearly said I was cuter! Don't even think about denying it!"
Atalanta rushed forward and grabbed Shirou by the collar.
He saw the girl's sharp canine teeth.
Shirou felt that if he