"You are..."
Watching the girl slowly walk toward them, Luo Zhen could not help frowning.
Although he did not know who she was, her distinctive air and clothing completely out of place in this era made it obvious what kind of existence she was.
"Senpai!"
"Tsk!"
Mashu and Anna both returned to Luo Zhen's side, staring at the girl warily.
"Well, this is..."
Merlin could only smile wryly.
As for Chaldea, the communications line had already come through.
"Servant reaction detected!"
"Saint Graph values confirmed!"
"Be careful! That person is a Servant!"
Olga Marie, Da Vinci, and Roman all loudly reported the matter.
That was right. The girl before them was a Servant.
Moreover, she belonged to the enemy faction—a Servant who had pledged herself to the goddess.
However, the girl said this:
"I don't know anything about Servants."
As she spoke, the girl raised one hand.
In that hand, she held a dagger.
It was an extremely ordinary dagger. It was neither a Noble Phantasm nor a Magecraft Dress. Any weapon casually forged by Uruk's blacksmiths might well have been far better than it.
And yet, for some reason, when she raised that dagger, a chill ran through everyone present.
The eyes with which she stared at them were especially unsettling, sending an even deeper chill through their hearts.
They were a pair of icy-blue Mystic Eyes with colorful spiral patterns.
Luo Zhen understood almost instinctively.
(Those Mystic Eyes are extremely high-grade—and incredibly dangerous.)
They might even have been more dangerous than Gorgon's petrifying Mystic Eyes.
If so...
"Were you the one who broke through Merlin's Flower Array with that incomprehensible power?"
Luo Zhen spoke up.
The girl answered:
"I'm only doing my job." The girl's voice was cold and emotionless. "Now, let me continue my work."
The moment