Chapter 613: Gunners, Challenge the Windmill
The moment he saw Ea, Dumas’ eyes widened.
The moment Moran took it out.
Looking at Kiritsugu Emiya, who was standing next to him, Dumas seemed to have guessed something, and a smile appeared on his face.
There was no longer any sign of refusal.
Like a child watching an exciting play from under the stage, the desire in the depths of his eyes was undisguised.
Although he didn’t know Moran’s intentions behind this, Dumas felt that this job wouldn’t be simple.
"Hahahaha, what I would ask the Holy Grail for when summoned is only beauties and delicacies. However, more than that, I want to see what kind of drama the people participating in this Holy Grail War will perform, and what kind of ending they will have... Very well, I agree to your deal."
"What? You don’t care about your brother anymore?"
"Hahahaha, well, he will definitely understand.
Besides, if you really intended to harm my brother, he wouldn’t be alive right now. Moreover, aren’t you the one who wants to preserve the stage the most?"
Dumas said meaningfully.
As a writer-type Servant.