Chapter 559: Addicted to Jail, Are We?
From the beginning of the summoning until now.
Dumas either complained to Orlando that the wine was not tasty enough, or that he didn’t have enough women, or that the work was too boring.
He was always joking around like a hooligan.
As if he wasn’t participating in the Holy Grail War.
However, this time Dumas showed an unusual urgency on the phone, and Orlando’s first reaction was confusion.
The strangeness brought about by this contrast.
Made Orlando not think that Dumas was being unreasonable.
Although Orlando had long understood that Caster-class Servants possessed exceptionally excellent information gathering abilities, he was still surprised by Dumas’s ability to grasp the situation to the point of providing real-time warnings.
A chill, faster than his confusion, washed over him, causing him to tremble from head to toe. Orlando felt a twisted lament from every blood vessel in his body. More accurately, it was the magic circuits spread throughout his body that were lamenting.