"You, you, you! Don't you ever do something like that to me again!"
Rin puffed out her cheeks and glared furiously at Li Mo. If looks could kill, he would have died countless times over.
"He was only a mere Servant..."
"Rin, do you have a phone?"
"Of course I do! Do you think I'm some poor girl who can't even afford one of those?!"
Rin whipped her head around, her face turning pale as she stared blankly at Li Mo. "Y-you... Why do you know about phones?! God, what era are you even from? You said you were from the Clock Tower, but the Mage Association has never heard of our grandmaster taking another disciple..."
Li Mo smiled faintly. Teasing Rin like this seemed rather interesting, didn't it?
"You don't need to worry about that. Now, lend me your phone."
Rin eyed the serious-looking Li Mo, then pulled a small phone from her pocket and handed it over with a puzzled expression. "What exactly are you trying to do? Don't tell me you're going online to look for a solution, hahaha!"
Faced with Rin's mockery, Li Mo merely smiled and offered no explanation.
He walked to the window and pushed open the frame that no longer had any glass. Spreading his hand, Li Mo called out, "Merlin, get out here!"
No matter what problems we encountered, we mustn't be afraid. We should face them with a smile, Ori... and then find our parents!
When external matters were undecided, consult Brishisan. When internal matters were undecided, consult Merlin-chan. And when matters were undecided, Magical Merih—this was the truth passed down by the ancestor of Li Mo's Department of Lore, King Solomon!
With such a wonderful story as the Fuyuki Holy Grail War unfolding, could that Avalon Swordsaint shut away in