Yes, just pin all the blame on the Servants.
That way, his own prank would come to an end.
And with parts of his Spirit Origin missing, he could also set things up for what came next.
—Having lost some of his power, he appeared frail and sickly, unsuited for close combat.
In that case, it would only be natural for Mash to save him whenever danger arose.
At that thought, Russell felt a sense of satisfaction rise within him.
As time seemed to freeze around Miss Gudako.
He gently reached out, cupped the girl's delicate face, and spoke softly.
"Big sister, is there something you want from me?"
Those words.
Immediately made the girl with ulterior motives freeze.
Before she could refute or explain herself, however, a gentle, pleasant voice rang out beside her ear, like the music of panpipes.
"You don't need to act. You can just ask me for it directly."
The boy chuckled softly. His fingertips brushed across his chest, and radiant colors drifted out from within.
That radiance was dazzling beyond measure.
Even Mash in the distance could see it.
Within that radiance.
The King of Storms rode a warhorse, holding the Radiant King's Sword with a solemn expression. The Best Knight, Lancelot, served as his charioteer.
The moment those two figures appeared, the urge to go up and stab someone nearly filled Mash's heart.
Miss Gudako's expression twisted as well.
Without a doubt, the king among that lord-and-vassal pair was that detestable sister-con.
The two rays of light rose, then swiftly fell, turning into two cards that gave off strange glows.
From then on.
Britain's Knight's Power vanished from that man's body.
"Is this the power you wanted?"
The boy's face looked somewhat pale, making Miss Gudako's heart clench in sudden spasms.
Severing a