Caster Candidate Change

"Come out and take a look yourself. Then you'll understand."

The Servant's voice was grave, stripped of its usual spirited confidence.

Hearing this, the boy braced himself against the Servant's thick arm and cautiously poked his head out, following the Servant's gaze.

Before him stood a man in a dark red suit, his eyes hidden behind sunglasses. His thick blond hair was slicked back, and he sat astride a sleek motorcycle.

With both arms resting on the handlebars, the man leaned forward slightly like a beast that had lain in wait for a long time, poised to pounce and kill. His presence was overwhelming.

Rider's expression turned solemn. The other side was the same...