Lorenzo stood before his throne, gazing into the distance.
He planted the longsword in his hand before him.
At that moment, Lorenzo stood tall and majestic, as though he had stepped out of an immensely valuable portrait.
This was Florence's central square, where he had ascended the throne as King of Florence.
He looked out at the skies of Florence, shrouded in dark clouds, and let out a cold snort.
Suddenly, he sensed something, and his fingers twitched slightly.
"Have you come, Chaldea?"
"Hmph, Lawrence. You coward who remained a coward even after death—have you finally decided to face me head-on?"
"Yes, I have come."
At some point, Lawrence had already returned to the most fundamental form of her Saint Graph. Ignoring her teacher's utterly astonished gaze, she looked toward Lorenzo, who stood atop the palace.
"Lorenzo, it is time... for everything to end."
"Gottlieb!!!"
In an instant, Antonio Salieri was enveloped by the Mourning Exterior. Blazing flames of vengeance ignited all over his body as he lunged toward the first line of defense in the square—Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.
"Everyone—prepare for battle!"
"Senpai, be careful, Mr. Mozart's body—"
—BOOM!!!
Malice.
An immense malice overflowed from Mozart's Saint Graph.
Around Mozart's body, magical energy had nearly condensed into a dense black substance, surging toward Chaldea like a tide that blotted out the sky.
"With a reaction like this, Mozart really is a Demon God Pillar!?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka said with a deeply furrowed brow as he cast support spells upon Antonio Salieri.
"Master of Chaldea, regarding that matter, please allow me to refute your opinion."
Mozart raised both hands, an eerie smile curling across his lips as he laughed and waved the conductor's baton in his hand.
"I am not a Demon God Pillar."
"Rather, having inherited the dead remains of a