"Yes."
Facing that question, Gudako's voice was utterly resolute.
Yet it was precisely that resolute attitude that brought a light smile to the witch's face.
"But I will not poison everything about your younger brother, Master."
"In a sense, my nature is that of a toy that willingly comes to his door, isn't it?"
The words of this noble Queen were utterly degrading at this moment.
"Though I do not know which great being your younger brother truly is, since he possesses such strong humanity, I think he must have needs to vent as well."
"Why would you stop him from obtaining a plaything?"
Why would she stop him from getting a plaything?
Those words fell into Gudako's ears, filling her face with discomfort—this manner of objectifying people was simply awful.
It was practically like trampling humanism beneath filthy boots.
"I don't want him to be corrupted by you."
Her expression could almost be described as fierce.
Yet the witch, locked beneath that exceedingly fierce gaze and regarded as the source of corruption, only smiled more brightly.
"I am a hated witch, an omen of misfortune, so you will not allow me near him, is that it?"
"Yes!!"
Gudako said coldly.
She was truly irritated now.
Before romance had even begun, she had heard the gunshot signaling the end of the match. She had even forgotten to ask about her own younger brother's whereabouts out of fear, and then she had encountered Morgan at Chaldea...
She could not quite understand why she had summoned such an unpleasant Servant.
Did she truly have any compatibility with her?
She was practically about to question the stability of the Servant summoning system.
"I will absolutely never let someone like you get near him. Absolutely!!"
Perhaps because she was in an especially foul mood,