"Morgan's nonsense can't be trusted."
"The bond between a Servant and Master isn't necessarily one of closeness. It could also be an unspeakable ill-fated connection."
And at that very moment—
A man's voice sounded from behind them.
With an extremely soft snap of his fingers, space began to shift.
An extra stretch of distance appeared out of nowhere between Morgan and her, while a man's arm rested on her shoulder.
Gudako's heart suddenly trembled. She turned around and saw someone who seemed to still carry the intense fragrance of flowers.
Shouldn't he still have been with that beautiful girl who made others feel inferior?
He had actually chased after her?
Like Tom Cat being toyed with in someone's palm.
Her heart shuddered violently.
"Why are you here?"
"You ran past Red Hare. It reported the situation to me."
"Is it strange for me to come here?"
The man pressed a hand to his temple, looking somewhat weary—though in truth, he really was exhausted.
The ones guarding the Royal Palace of Uruk were the Servants summoned by Elysia.
That piggy had no interest in stopping others from pursuing love. Or rather, she quite enjoyed playing matchmaker herself.
Thus, she had truly let Gudako run wild through the back garden.
He had been seen while bathing, and during that conflict, he had no choice but to unleash a little of his potential.
—Previously, he had wanted to combine the Crimson King's research into time with the Reality Marble from the Lunar worldview, stabilizing the flow of time in Merlin's House at one-thousandth, or even one-ten-thousandth, of reality.
Frankly, it had been quite difficult.
After all, Russell had no intention of using his own magical energy as a production tool for the thing, so the disparity in time flow within the constructed barrier