Although they had just dealt with the Valkyries Thrud and Hildr in battle, the problems facing Chaldea remained exceedingly dire.
Their side had one Master: Fujimaru Ritsuka.
As for Servants capable of fighting, first there was Mash Galahad, equipped with a Level Zero Exoskeleton.
Archer, Emperor of France, Napoleon Bonaparte.
Lancer, eldest of the Valkyries, Brynhildr Valkyrie.
Berserker, the Mad Beast of London, Norla Broll.
"Honestly, I already thought the legends I'd heard before were absurd enough, but now there's a Master who can command six Servants standing right in front of me."
Goredolf looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with a complicated expression—the existence whom the staff of the old Chaldea had called a savior.
Now, he more or less understood a few things.
Besides the four Servants listed above who retained combat capabilities, Chaldea also had Lawrence da Vinci, a hybrid Servant of the Caster and Rider classes, as well as the summoned assistant, Avicebron.
"Actually, there are seven."
After thinking it over, Mash spoke up to correct him.
"Though she cannot be counted as combat power, there is also an Alterego-class Servant named Sitonai in the dungeon within the Queen's castle."
Seven Servants.
Goredolf's mouth twitched.
He had no idea what sort of situation had led to the evolution of this Master's aptitude, but in terms of sheer numbers alone, Fujimaru Ritsuka was already the most outrageous Master he had ever known.
"And our opponents..."
The Crypter, Ophelia Phamrsolone.
The King of the Lostbelt, Scathach-Skadi.
The Demonic Swordsman, Sigurd.
The Divine Spirit Servant, Caenis.
And the mysterious Koyanskaya and Ruslan.
Not one of them could be taken lightly.
Every one of them possessed strength surpassing that of ordinary Servants.
"The one we need to be most wary of, without question, is Scathach-Skadi."
Leonardo da Vinci closed Mash's report notebook