"Huh? That was enough?"
Robin sat on a branch nearby, staring wide-eyed at Tristan, who had passed Pindo's test the moment they met.
Wasn't that far too easy?
"That certainly suits your style, Sir Tristan." Hearing Robin's shock, Pindo released his hand and smiled helplessly.
There were already three fragments formed from spatial shards in his palm.
The three glowing spatial fragments lay in his hand, seemingly resonating with one another, leaving Pindo slightly dazed.
"Are you satisfied with this outcome, Sir Anno?" Tristan opened his eyes and walked over to Anno with a faint smile. "Following your idea, you wanted to accumulate enough power for Pindo, didn't you?"
"This is enough, Tristan. You did well." Anno crossed his arms and nodded at Tristan.
"Grandfather must have known from the beginning that Sir Tristan would not test Sir Pindo. Sir Tristan's personality is rather famous, after all." Mash chuckled softly.
"Ah, what a rare and lovely lady—wait, this feeling—!?"
Seeing Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka standing quietly to one side, Tristan instinctively wanted to smile and display his gentlemanly manner, but then he noticed that Mash's Saint Graph felt somewhat familiar.
Tristan unconsciously took a step back, a trace of panic appearing on his face.
The moment he had met Pindo, he had sent out his perceptive ability. By the time he came back to his senses, he had only then noticed Mash, so...
An amused smile appeared on Pindo's face as he nudged Tristan in the side with his elbow. "It's Galahad."
Tristan froze in place.
He did not quite dare to look at Anno's expression.
Anno did not know whether to laugh or cry. "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't say things like that."
Mash rolled her eyes and grabbed the hands of Fujimaru Ritsuka and Robin, who