Inside the black vehicle, the air was heavy with grief.
Leonardo da Vinci was gone.
Lawrence Anno Falgao was gone as well.
The two Servants who had accompanied Chaldea and everyone else all this way, the two gentle older sisters, had been killed one after the other by the unknown attackers who had assaulted Chaldea.
After several Chaldea staff members had used all their strength to shut the vehicle door, the atmosphere had completely sunk into its current state.
Fujimaru Ritsuka sat on the floor with his head tilted, no longer able to shed any tears.
Mash leaned against him, gazing up at the ceiling. Her bangs concealed her expression, making it impossible to see her face.
Even Fou looked deeply saddened, using his paw pads to pat Fujimaru Ritsuka's cheek.
Yet there was one unexpected person who wore an expression as though the sky had fallen, just like Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mash, and the other Chaldea staff.
Goredolf Musik still could not believe everything he had experienced so far.
He had come to this bitterly cold place in Antarctica with great ambitions, spending his entire fortune to buy Chaldea when it was about to be broken up and sold off, ready to make a name for himself.
Then, disaster had begun without warning.
The instant the container was opened, everything changed.
But.
None of that mattered.
What he absolutely could not accept was Jefferson Hyde.
Jefferson Hyde came from a family called Hyde that researched bounded field magecraft. Their family estates were close together, and since they had been classmates at the Clock Tower, Goredolf and Jefferson had been very close since childhood.
They went to school together, conducted research together, and played together. That lasted until Jefferson Hyde chose to graduate early from the Clock Tower and began working