"This was our first meeting in this Singularity, wasn't it, Sir Pindo, Sir Mash, and Ritsuka?"
Anno planted his sword before him, an awkward smile on his face as he calmly watched the group climbing the hill.
"Though it isn't my first time meeting Robin."
"Mr. Anno."
Seeing Anno clad in silver armor, just like before, Fujimaru Ritsuka could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Anno like this represented "reassurance" in a sense—or rather, that "everything would be fine now."
Among all the Servants, the sense of security Anno gave people ranked among the very best. He might even have been the undisputed first.
"Don't just stand there making snide comments. Looking cool under the moonlight is all well and good, but could you spare a thought for us?" Robin rolled her eyes and ran up beside Anno, panting. She plopped down on a rock and fanned herself with one hand. "You've got it easy. The moment you switch to spirit form, all your fatigue vanishes. We ran all the way here from your son's place, and we barely got to rest along the way!"
"Get some proper rest, especially Ritsuka."
Anno nodded, stepped aside, and lifted Robin off the rock. "Tomorrow is the final battle. Ritsuka needs to get a good rest."
".So I don't need any rest, then?"
Dangling from Anno's hand, Robin's face twitched as she said unhappily.
"And could you put me down already? I'm a lady, you know!"
Anno nearly laughed.
If Robin counted as a lady, then the noblewomen of Camelot were all chaste, virtuous maidens who guarded their purity.
Still, he put Robin down and gave her a push on the back, signaling for her to go amuse herself elsewhere. Then he turned his gaze toward the Knight of the Round