"[O Supreme God, have mercy on me](Dio Santissimo Misericordia de mi)!!!!!"
Buzz—
Blinding, searing light shot forth from the pattern behind Salieri, spreading in every direction.
Lawrence spotted a possible opening. With a surge of magical energy, several jeweled magic mirrors appeared before different people.
Fujimaru Ritsuka, Simonetta, Giuliano, Verrocchio, and himself.
In Salieri's current frenzied state, his Noble Phantasm would not distinguish friend from foe. And the reason Lawrence had formed a mirror capable of reflecting magical energy before each of them was not simply for protection.
It was for—reflection!
This magecraft Adelson had developed could reflect many things. It could even reflect the things within a person's heart, thereby creating Phantom Spirits.
Lawrence naturally could not do what Adelson could, but reflecting the light of Salieri's Noble Phantasm—he could manage that much!
And so—
Buzz—
"What!? Urgh—"
Mozart truly had not expected this move. He had not taken Salieri's Noble Phantasm seriously in the first place—with his current Saint Graph, one that had inherited the Demon God's legacy, his strength was naturally incomparable to that of an ordinary Servant. He had intended to simply ignore Salieri's Noble Phantasm, but now—
With the jeweled magic mirrors reflecting and concentrating magical energy, the destructive power of Salieri's Noble Phantasm abruptly increased by far more than a little. Mozart was swallowed by the dazzling light and let out a cry of pain.
As Mozart came under attack, his Master, Lorenzo, merely stood high atop the palace and watched coldly.
The tip of his longsword was embedded in the ground, connected to this land as it reflected the light in Lorenzo's eyes.
Naturally, he could see Mozart's predicament, but he had no intention of offering support.
All he needed to do was stall them.
All he needed was enough time.
Lorenzo stared