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Lancelot was somewhat reluctant to swear in King Arthur's name over such a trivial matter, but Duke kept urging him from the side, so he had no choice but to agree.

After making the oath, Lancelot seemed uneasy. "Berserker, I have a bad feeling. It feels like something unfortunate is about to happen."

Duke shook his head repeatedly. "No, you're overthinking it."

"I hope so, but it still doesn't feel right..." Lancelot furrowed his brow deeply, his expression growing even more gloomy.

"All right, a great enemy stands before us. Let's deal with Caster before thinking about anything else!"

"That's true." Lancelot wholeheartedly agreed and suppressed the unease in his heart.

The two hurried onward. Led by Duke, they soon arrived at an underground drainage outlet in Fuyuki City. If nothing unexpected happened, Caster and his Master, Ryunosuke Uryu, were hiding inside.

"Berserker, be careful. Caster's class skill is 'Territory Creation.' An outstanding Magician can even construct temple-grade defenses that cannot be breached." Lancelot got into character quickly, playing the role of Master to perfection.

This was hardly surprising. Though he was one of the finest Knights of the Round Table and possessed admirable character, a closer look at the legends surrounding him would reveal that many involved infiltrating enemy ranks. In this Holy Grail War, only Duke surpassed him in acting ability.

"It's fine. I'm a Magician too, and I can tell Caster is rather mediocre. Creating a Magecraft Workshop should be his limit." When it came to the former French marshal, aside from those enormous mutated eyes caused by peering too deeply into the abyss, the most memorable thing was the Abyssal Water Demon he had summoned—a tentacled monster with suckers and fuzzy feelers.

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