"Anyway, it's another reason I can't understand, isn't it? I get it. So this time, you're planning to look into your competitors and then decide whether to eliminate them?"
Waver felt his head starting to ache again. Looking at Roland before him, he had already begun silently mourning the other participants in this Holy Grail War.
"This time is different from the last. Because of the new universe's uncertainties, many branches of this Holy Grail War are chaotic even to my eyes. I can look forward to seeing what sort of fun will come from those chaotic elements colliding."
"But I just heard a name from your student that caught my attention, so I only intend to check on something."
Waver froze, then quickly realized whom Roland meant.
"You mean Marisbury? Does he have some quality worth your attention?"
Waver was still quite confident in his eye for appraisal.
Of all the Lords he had met, the one from the Department of Astromancy was arguably the easiest to talk to. He had neither the arrogance of those born into nobility nor the derangement of other mages. The only worrying thing about him was perhaps his obsession with his ideals. The danger and trouble he posed were completely disproportionate to his status, and even Waver could muster no wariness or dislike toward him.
"Under normal circumstances, no." Roland's lips curved into a meaningful smile. "In the Old World, he was no different from any other ordinary mortal. But some cards only show their true worth when played together."
In the new world, Roland could clearly sense the disorder in the timeline. Because his own fate had become woven into it, anything was possible in the world he inhabited. Existing figures might gain new fates because of the world's changes, and people