League of Legends in Multiverse

"Well, never mind the junior who's already disappeared—the Knights of the Round Table. There's still another unconscious junior here!"

Lianye turned back to look at Mash, who had gained brand-new abilities and an identity. What rested upon her now was not only Mash's own will, but Galahad's obsession as well.

With those two layers of junior status stacked together, Lianye had no choice but to care about her.

After all, whether it was Mash, whom he had only recently met, or Galahad, whose memories had been forgotten, Lianye never wanted to see another junior he cherished disappear before his eyes.

"Mm... come to think of it..."

Lianye raised his recovered right hand before his eyes and examined it. Three scarlet "Holy Marks"—Command Spells—had appeared on his palm. Were they some kind of "aftereffect" from shaking hands with Galahad before parting?

"Will this wash off?"

He hesitantly furrowed his brows. After shaking hands with a boy Galahad's age—who was supposedly around Mash's age, about eighteen—it would be best to remember to wash his hands properly.

"Fu~ fu~~"

Fou, who had been watching from the sidelines for a long time, called out.

"Alright, alright, I know. It's about time to wake Mash up."

After coming into contact with Galahad, Lianye had gained a little new understanding of Fou, this highly spiritual little animal. For now, though, Fou was still nothing more than a mascot.

"Mash—, time to get up."

Lianye crouched down, pinched the girl's delicate nose, and "viciously" threatened, "If you don't get up now, something very bad is going to happen."

The girl's spiritual senses were still quite sharp, especially after she had just obtained all the abilities of the perfect knight known as Galahad. At the slightest movement in the outside world, she woke up alertly.

"S-Senior..."

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