Especially the blond youth in white armor beside the boy—he looked just like a knight, radiating immense power from between his brows.
His class was Saber. In theory, in an ordinary Holy Grail War, summoning a Saber meant you had already won half the battle. Aside from Luck, Saber's attributes were absolutely all extremely high.
Not to mention his NP, the Victory Rotation Sword, an A+-rank anti-army NP. From that NP alone, Shirou could easily deduce that he was Gawain, one of the Knights of the Round Table.
Leo greatly resembled Artoria—Artoria from her days as King Arthur, when she did only what was right. He was stern, unwavering, and meticulous. Together with Gawain, he was undoubtedly a formidable combination.
In a Holy Grail War, this pair would definitely be an extremely powerful enemy, one that could be treated as a boss.
"Hello! Good morning!"
Leo waved his right hand and approached Shirou and the others with great enthusiasm.
Gawain even spoke in flawless English. "Good morning."
His gleaming teeth nearly hurt Shirou's eyes, shining like the sun.
If he kept baring his teeth like that, he must surely have the Protection of the Unsetting Sun.
He was completely different from the person Shirou remembered.
"Master, could they be fakes?"
"Could the Moon Cell have replaced them with versions like this? In other words, are they actually NPCs rather than Masters?"
Leo lowered his head sadly.
"To think you would say that... Hakuno, you're as strange as ever. I'm a Master with a Servant. Masters can't be NPCs!"
Hakuno deduced, "So he ate something bad?"
"Did Hakuno see through even that? To infer so much information from such simple words—just as expected of Hakuno. Then I'll tell you the truth. I ate something black and murky, like black kerosene."
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