"From a tactical standpoint, we can't let Mr. Romani and Mr. Verrocchio face Credi alone again." Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced back at Lawrence and Verrocchio. "Though I know both of you must dearly want to send that Servant back to the Throne of Heroes yourselves."
The two exchanged a glance, neither saying a word.
They might have been great men, but behind greatness came the fact that they were still human. Of course they harbored hatred, and Credi happened to be the person they hated most.
If given the chance, both Lawrence and Verrocchio wanted to personally send that utterly vile bastard back to the Throne of Heroes.
But... they couldn't beat Credi. That was simply the truth.
If they were all in the state they had been in while alive, and Credi's little knife was taken away, Lawrence was still confident he could trade a few wild punches with him.
But their current situation was Caster facing Berserker head-on.
They might as well go wash up and sleep.
Under anything but extraordinary circumstances, there was no way to fight him head-on.
"Though the enemy is on guard, we still can't waste Miss Simonetta's advantages as an Assassin. Mr. Giuliano, do you agree to let Miss Simonetta conduct reconnaissance?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Giuliano questioningly.
She had observed him first, which was why she asked Giuliano.
"...She should decide that for herself." Giuliano pondered for several seconds, then let out a soft sigh and glanced at Simonetta.
"I don't mind." Simonetta answered decisively, then simply shifted over to lean against Giuliano's shoulder.
"Ever since I was summoned independently to this Singularity, I understood what my mission was. There's no problem with getting it resolved sooner, and if there's a fight, I'll help as well."
As she spoke, she seemed to recall