"Don't look at me like that. It's true that the mastermind is there, but sorry, you can't get there right now."
The middle-aged gentleman shrugged.
".Like Florence?"
Lawrence frowned.
They knew where the enemy was from the very beginning, yet had no way to confront them directly.
That was normal, wasn't it?
"Alright, we now know what we'll be facing. So, Mr. Servant."
Fujimaru Ritsuka turned around and looked seriously at the middle-aged gentleman who had rescued her and Lawrence from the air.
"Hmm, I see. By your standards, perhaps I should indeed offer up my True Name right about now."
"But—"
The middle-aged gentleman wagged a finger.
"Master of Chaldea, you need to understand something."
"A Servant's True Name is supposed to be kept hidden. Understand?"
"To a Servant, their True Name represents their weakness. In myth, the more invincible a hero is, the more unmistakable their weakness tends to be."
"Myths themselves are the crystallization of what one might call [plot necessity]. The stronger a monster is, the easier it can sometimes be to destroy. The same applies to Servants."
"In a normal Holy Grail War, Masters and Servants generally address each other by class. Understand?"
Like a professor, he explained and lectured Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"However, during that restoration of humanity, circumstances did not permit you to address Servants by class. But... things are different now."
His gaze darkened.
"This Singularity you're currently in is a place where revealing your True Name might get you killed."
"Understood? Miss, and this gentleman—"
He looked at Lawrence, then stalled.
".Call me whatever you want."
Lawrence's cheek twitched twice.
"Then, Caster."
"For the sake of convenient communication, I'll tell you my class. As for my True Name, I hope you'll grant this request and allow me to keep it secret."
"Can