Roman nodded without hesitation. Of course. As the Magic King, he knew that magecraft was mystery; naturally, magecraft that enhanced the effects of mystery existed.
"Quick, use that kind of magecraft on me."
"What are you planning to do?"
"Don't talk. Just use it."
The magecraft was instantly cast on Shirou. He felt as though a layer of immortal aura had wrapped around him—a yellow immortal aura. Could this be the Yellow Immortal?
Exactly. This was the power he needed.
First, let me jinx them!
"We definitely can't win this Holy Grail War, because we don't even have a car now. Even if we did, they've been constantly accelerating while we were without one, so there's absolutely no way we could catch up.
"Even if we barely managed to catch up, we'd still have no chance of taking the championship. Irisviel and Kiritsugu are a married duo, and what they're best at is ganging up to screw over their son. So I, Shirou Emiya, absolutely have no chance of winning this Holy Grail War!"
Shirou rattled off a long string of words. Though he was a little tired, he still couldn't rest. "Rin, hurry up and ask me—ask me who has the lowest chance of winning this Holy Grail War, and who has the highest."
Rin was a little bewildered, but she still went along with Shirou.
"Huh? Why did you suddenly call my name? Fine, Shirou. Who do you think is the weakest in this Holy Grail War?"
"Gudako (Tohsaka Rin), Sengo Muramasa, and Solomon are definitely the weakest."
Shirou hurriedly said.
"What? What about Caster?"
Rin was puzzled. What exactly was Shirou doing? Could it be that he had already thought of a way to turn things around?
"Caster's car may be bad, but it hasn't taken any