"Ah-ha, I knew it. So genius really does hold a greater attraction for you, doesn't it?"
"I thought you'd go find that Holmes fellow, or simply have a chat with Ritsuka yourself."
In the computer room, La Vinci, who was monitoring the entire submarine, noticed the door open. Without turning around, she merely smiled and spoke.
"...What are you talking about, you arrogant, foul-mouthed familiar?"
"I-I only came to find you because your two predecessors had dealt with me before."
As if something had been exposed, Goredolf's expression looked rather unpleasant as he stubbornly retorted.
"Mhm, let's go with that, then."
La Vinci shrugged indifferently.
"Please sit in the chair over there. I don't have anything more comfortable here, so I'm afraid this may inconvenience a mage with aristocratic leanings such as yourself."
"So—what did you want to ask?"
Sitting on a tall chair with her legs swinging, she smiled at Chaldea's new director.
How should she put it? La Vinci did not actually dislike Goredolf Musik as much as she appeared to.
Or rather, neither Lawrence nor da Vinci disliked Goredolf all that much.
This "spoiled rich kid," who seemed inadequate in every respect, was unexpectedly "human" in many ways.
Those unfamiliar with mages might not understand just how high a compliment that was for a mage who had grown up within the system.
Take the present matter, for example. If he wanted to know what Fujimaru Ritsuka had actually experienced within the Singularities, the best approach would have been to ask Fujimaru Ritsuka herself directly.
Ritsuka was a kind-hearted and gentle girl. If the new Director Goredolf had asked her, she surely would have shyly recounted her true experiences of saving the world, while exaggerating the contributions of Lawrence, Mash, and the other Servants she had encountered along