In the dim basement, Lancer, whose limbs were locked with chains, suddenly opened his eyes. He tried to sit up, but unfortunately, at this time, not to mention sitting up, he couldn't even move.
'I actually survived?'
Lancer expression was incredibly complex. He didn't know why the magician named 'Darnic' let him off, but he absolutely didn't believe that the other party would let him go for no reason. There must be some conspiracy, but the problem was that even if he knew, he couldn't resist.
His limbs were locked, his magic power was sealed, and his wounds were healed, but other than being alive, there was no difference from being dead.
At this time, the only thing he could see was the dim light above his head. After looking at it for a long time, he simply closed his eyes. As he temporarily lost his sight, his hearing was once again enhanced.
Since he couldn't see, then he would listen!
There was no sound of footsteps, no sound of talking, not even the sound of breathing...
'What kind of a hellhole am I locked up in?'
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Caules had been silent ever since he returned to the family castle with Darnic.
His previous failure was not harshly criticized, after all, even Darnic himself was almost killed. If he hadn't made up his mind to summon his servant in the end, he might have become a ghost under Lancer spear.
And he couldn't help but start thinking about one thing——————'Is this the world of magicians? Death never knows when it will come upon oneself.'
In his daze, he even forgot how he left in the end. He only remembered that the man was taken to the Golem Factory in the castle by the homunculi.
As for why he was sent there instead of a normal dungeon?
In Caules's opinion, it was probably because their patriarch intended to have Caster guard the other party?
One must know that when they couldn't kill the other party and couldn't take away the Command Seal, the safest way was to have a servant guard the other party. And now, the only ones who had been summoned in advance were Lancer and Caster, and it was obvious that Lancer would not do this kind of thing.
Caules, who was lying on the bed and thinking about something, finally decided to go and see that man.
It wasn't to mock the other party, after all, he wasn't that bored. He just wanted to see the changes in a 'loser', after all, he might become like the other party one day...
But it seemed that someone had gone there earlier than him. When he arrived at the Golem Factory, he learned that Darnic had already arrived.
'Is that man awake? Does the patriarch have something to talk to him about?'
Caules, who was a little strange, also followed him inside...
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Normal people would easily lose track of time in such a closed and unchanging space, but Lancer undoubtedly did not. After all, he could count his 'skill cooldowns' to confirm the passage of time, but it was more of a sense of helplessness.
He didn't like this state of being at the mercy of others, but who told him he couldn't resist?
But just as he was thinking about how he should escape, a sound of footsteps made him open his eyes.
'Finally here.'
Only a little more than ten minutes had passed from the time he woke up to the sound of footsteps. He could almost be certain that there should be a special monitoring magic in this seemingly ordinary room, but it was a pity that he didn't know where it was.
And soon, the owner of the footsteps came to him.
When Lancer saw the other party's hair, he recognized the other party.
'The Great Prince's master? I just don't know what class the Great Prince was summoned in.'
In the game, the Great Prince usually refers to the Berserker class of the Great Prince, but since he was using a long spear, he could very well be a Lancer. But this time, he couldn't guess at all, after all, his final defeat was too bizarre.
Although the Holy Grail War was a battle of information, once you know the true name of the opponent's servant, you can guess some of their Noble Phantasms, skills, and even weaknesses based on their name. But he really couldn't think of any ability the other party had to summon stakes from the ground or from within his body.
That's right! From within his body!
Before, Lancer thought the other party could only summon from the ground, but he was absolutely certain that the last blow that made him completely lose his ability to resist came from within his body!
The information he knew seemed to have lost its use this time.
Perhaps the only common point was that the other party should hate the name 'Dracula', but the problem was, what was the use of this information? To mock the other party? He had already been instantly killed once, and he didn't plan on courting death again before finding a solution.
Lancer calm demeanor (in reality, he was thinking about problems) was a bit surprising to Darnic, but he didn't care too much, after all, his purpose was to 'win over' the other party.
Of course, a more strict statement would be to win over the other party during the Holy Grail War and then seize the other party's body after the Holy Grail War ended.
After all, in his original plan, he would inevitably have a direct confrontation with the Clock Tower, and it was naturally better to have more power.
'Next, let me show off my silver tongue to persuade him!'
Although Darnic was looked down upon by traditional magician nobles, his strength and verbal skills were indeed commendable. After all, it was not an easy thing to win over so many excellent magicians to join this family that was already 'doomed' to decline.
"How was your rest, unknown magician."
His voice was flat but his posture was arrogant. It was understandable for Darnic to show such a posture as the victor, but he didn't like to do such boring things. After all, he would rather do something for the family's revival than show off in front of a loser. The reason he did this was more to remind the other party to understand the situation of both sides.
"..."
Lancer attitude of not saying a word was completely within his expectations. The only thing that surprised him a little was Lancer attitude at this time.
There was no anger, no hatred, just a very calm gaze at him.
But it didn't matter! This might be more conducive to his 'work'.
"It seems you don't want to say anything, so let's skip the boring pleasantries and get to the point————Unknown magician, why did you break into our family's territory and attack our family's magician?"
"Attack? Your person came up and tried to kill me. Do you expect me to happily send him back to you unharmed?"
'He spoke!'
Lancer words made Darnic a little excited. What he feared the most was that Lancer would not talk at all, after all, if there was no communication, nothing could be said
Although he was happy that his 'verbal manipulation' had an effect, he still showed a 'surprised' expression on the surface.
"Someone from our family attacked you? Hmm... I will send someone to investigate, but we'll talk about that later. Right now, because of you, our family has lost a master. How do you plan to compensate us?"
"Even though your people attacked me first?"
"That's right! Even so! I think you should be very clear that in the world of magicians, the strong prey on the weak. You killed him because you were stronger than him, and now I am the winner, so you have no choice!"