Li Mo stood by the window, ignoring Rin's contemptuous glare as he let out a defeated sigh.
"You're a Servant who manifested in the flesh, one whose name I've never even heard before. How do you have the nerve to claim that the daylight outside is because of some blessing on you?!"
Rolling her eyes, Rin launched straight into mockery mode at Li Mo.
You said you'd help me win the Holy Grail War, but come on! You're obviously a weak Servant who doesn't even have a Noble Phantasm!
Rin felt utterly scammed. If Kishua, the Jeweled Sword Zelretch, had any other disciples besides her ancestor, how could she possibly not know about them?!
"There must be some other ridiculously powerful Servant who was summoned!" Rin muttered, her gaze toward Li Mo growing increasingly hostile.
He was seriously weak—so weak she could not sense even the slightest fluctuation of magical energy from him!
"Servant, what class are you?" Rin bared her teeth in a grin and asked Li Mo with a curled lip.
Uh... a class?
Li Mo froze, then sensed the information the will of the world had left within him when he had been summoned.
Ruler...
How could I possibly be a Ruler?!
Li Mo was completely dumbfounded. He was a perfectly good magus; at the very least, he should have been a Caster. Why had he become a Ruler?
Could it be that Caster had already been summoned, and since he clearly did not fit Saber or Archer, they had simply slapped the Ruler title onto him?
But that was far too arbitrary, and it did not follow the rules of the Holy Grail War at all!
After thinking it over, Li Mo was about to speak when—"Ah... Rin Tohsaka!!!"
Are you trying to ascend to heaven?!