What Romani sensed was not the presence of the forbidden soldiers.
It was something else.
"Mash, notify Ritsuka. Have him bring Antonio Salieri here immediately. Or have Master Verrocchio come support me alone."
"There's a Servant's presence near the Ovis residence."
Sheba's radar had an enormous range and high precision, but it still could not compare to a Servant's own senses—especially someone like Lawrence, a Servant who could sense magical energy simply by deploying his magecraft territory.
Mash did not hesitate. Lawrence's sensory abilities had helped Chaldea achieve breakthroughs several times before, so there was no reason to doubt him. After a brief reply, she went to notify Fujimaru Ritsuka.
But Harley, who stood beside Lawrence—Romani—became somewhat flustered.
"Mr. Romani, you mean...!?"
Romani looked at Harley solemnly.
"Harley, stay here. Find somewhere to hide, and no matter what happens, don't come out."
"Don't worry. At the very least, I won't let you get hurt."
Harley wanted to say something, but seeing the resolve in Romani's eyes, she could only nod in the end.
"I'll hide myself well."
Harley had a very clear understanding of herself. This was a battlefield for superhumans; no matter what happened, hiding obediently and not becoming a burden was what she should do most right now.
Harley lifted her little skirt and ran off. Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief.
Harley had always been sensible and understanding, which reassured him greatly. This time was no different.
After ensuring Harley's safety, Lawrence looked toward the Ovis residence, concern surfacing in his eyes.
He hoped Baron Ovis and his wife were all right. He just did not know which Servant it was.
Hm?
"I heard it. Your... terror."
Lawrence felt his scalp turn cold. Then, acting on instinct, he abruptly crouched down.
Clang—
Sharp claws sliced through the