"Hey! If you don't wake up now, the Servants from the other teams will snatch up all the opportunities first!"
Smack!
"As a Servant, what I need to do is fight and conquer! And as the Master, you need to do as much reconnaissance and preparation as you can!"
"Ow!"
Just as Waver tried to climb out of bed, a broad, enormous palm smacked him back down. After letting out a meaningless cry of pain, he rubbed his head irritably.
"Rider! I'm your Master, for crying out loud! Show me some respect!"
He jumped off the bed, looking thoroughly fired up.
But when the hulking man swept him with a sharp, imposing glare, his legs immediately went limp, and with a thud, he dropped back onto the bed.
"I-I have my reasons for thinking this way!"
Though he had been scared into sitting down, Waver felt that he absolutely could not let his dignity as a Master falter, so he hardened his attitude again.
"This is our base. Rider, you may have the advantage in mobility, but the safety of the base is important too. Besides, I don't want anything to happen to Grandpa and Grandma." Waver said, puffing out his cheeks.
The elderly couple downstairs had only provided them with lodging and food because Waver had used Suggestion on them, but even so, Waver did not want them to come to harm.
Dragging innocent people into this was an incredibly disgraceful thing to do in the first place.
"Anyway, while I'm setting up the territory, Rider, either stay in spirit form or stop getting in my way!"
"Oh! If it's preparation for war, then I have no objections. By the way, these things called pancakes are delicious!"
The Servant summoned by Waver Velvet thumped his chest and said with