"Uncle Anno."
Usually noisy, Add was completely quiet in front of Anno. Even his voice was no longer so shrill. His two eyes glanced uneasily at Anno before immediately looking away again.
"That voice... Kay!?"
Bang!
Anno slammed both hands onto the table. Add in his cage, Gray, who still clutched the cage's edge without letting go, Lord El-Melloi II, who had taken out a cigarette and was about to ask whether he could smoke, Kirei Kotomine, who sat properly to one side without saying a word, Kirei Kotomine and Adelson chatting at the neighboring table, and indeed everyone in the café were startled by the tremendous noise. They all raised their heads and involuntarily looked toward Anno.
"Mr. Anno!"
Kirei Kotomine felt every hair on his body stand on end. A fine sheen of sweat covered his forehead almost instantly, yet he hurriedly stood up, grabbed Anno's shoulder, and warned him in a low but raised voice.
Lord El-Melloi II swallowed. Realizing the cigarette in his hand had fallen, he quickly lowered his head to pick it up.
Gray's entire body trembled. She did not dare let go, but she did not dare keep holding on either.
The murderous aura and bloodlust around Anno burst forth for an instant, then were suppressed again the next. Even Adelson could not help glancing over, smoothing down the hairs that had risen on his arm.
The White Knight, the White Knight... Britain's wall, protector of Camelot. He was far more than merely Britain's wall.
After fighting for decades, the blood on his hands could probably have dyed that white armor red hundreds, even thousands of times.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait—!!!"
Add hurriedly shouted. As someone modeled after Kay's personality, Add naturally knew what this "Uncle Anno" was thinking.
"Uncle Anno, although—although my