In the Royal Palace of Florence, the young monarch sat on his own throne and looked at the young man below.
That was undoubtedly the Servant, with some confusion in his eyes and an indifferent look on his face.
"Ah, I ran away. After all, I am weak."
The servant who looked like a young male shook his head and said.
"That bastard Lawrence, you have released the Noble Phantasm? If you release the Noble Phantasm, I won't be able to kill her."
He was holding his head, seeming to be talking to himself, and seemed to be answering the monarch's questions.
"Noble Phantasm?"
The young monarch, Lorenzo de' Medici, frowned and looked at the young man.
This attitude...
"Ah, yes."
"Her Noble Phantasm, is it so beautiful?" The male servant nodded quickly, his eyes bright, "It's just like Lawrence's work! It's so beautiful that it makes people obsessed. When he released the Noble Phantasm, I was stunned.
, by the time I came to my senses, Lawrence was gone."
"What a pity, I should have killed him..."
"...Forget it, you can leave first." Lorenzo sighed, waved his hand in disgust, and motioned for the servant to leave.
The servant didn't hesitate and left muttering.
Lorenzo held his forehead and shook his head slightly.
"Humph...that's really unpleasant."
There was undisguised disgust in his eyes.
"Forgive him, child."
"He is a Berserker after all. Judging from the job description alone, he seems to have some abnormal brains."
A somewhat stooped man walked out of the door at the back of the palace and said to Lorenzo.
"Father."
Lorenzo stood up and bowed slightly to the man respectfully.
"Now you are the monarch of this city, Lorenzo, you don't need to show respect to me." Piero de' Medici shook his head slightly, looking kind, and then looked strangely in the hall
Li glanced around and asked, "By the way, your brother hasn't come back yet?"
"Not yet, he is a little too playful. If I were not involved in affairs, I would have to discipline him properly." Lorenzo frowned slightly. Although he was young, he already looked quite majestic.
"Don't be so harsh on Giuliano, Lorenzo." Piero just smiled, "He is your brother, not your enemy."
"Your enemies are those who have shaken the stability of Florence."
"I understand." Lorenzo nodded, without going too deep into this topic, "Those who are hiding... I will arrest them one by one."
Although the words were brief, they were powerful and intimidating.
Piero shrank his neck.
...
"......What is this place......?"
Lawrence struggled to open his eyes, but what he saw was a completely unfamiliar ceiling.
Have you been rescued?
Reason returned and she realized the current situation.
"Um......"
She covered her head, showing a somewhat uncomfortable expression.
This uncomfortable feeling should not come from the side effects of the Noble Phantasm, but the feeling caused by the accidental transfer of souls... What happened to the transfer of souls? Did Ritsuka transfer? What is it now?
Condition?
Lawrence felt complicated and sighed.
But he still exists, and Ritsuka should be fine, but... he can't be contacted for the time being?
She raised her hand and glanced at the communicator.
Chaldea can't be contacted either... In other words, maybe he is the one who has lost contact?
Shaking his head, Lawrence pursed his lips and looked at the furnishings of the room.
It's a girl's room... the style looks a bit familiar. Is it really Florence?
He glanced down and saw that his shoes were not placed by his feet. Perhaps they were temporarily placed outside the door. Lawrence didn't pay much attention to them. There was carpet on the ground, so even bare feet would be very comfortable.
I don’t know which family saved me, but there were quite a few nobles in Florence.
There is no need to doubt how Lawrence knew that this was an aristocratic family. To lay carpets in the bedroom could only be from an aristocratic or artist family.
Anyway, let's go meet the person who saved us first... huh?
Lawrence's walking movements were stiff for a moment.
Wait...that dress...!?
Lawrence's eyes widened, his body was shaking involuntarily, and his palms were a little sweaty.
If, if she read it correctly, that is...
"I fainted? When did it happen? Why didn't I know? I told you when I went out that I was going to Lawrence's house to look for Leonardo. How could I faint and be picked up by Lawrence?
"
A familiar female voice rang in Lawrence's ears. The voice came from outside the bedroom door——
Lawrence felt like his breathing was about to stop.
She reacted, used all her strength to burst out of speed, and rushed towards the door of the bedroom.
"I would like to see——"
Crunch——
The door was opened.
Two identical people saw each other.
Harley's eyes widened instantly.
But the person standing behind Harley did not see the people in the room, and he was still saying something: "Harry, what I said is true, I saw..."
Bang!
The door was slammed shut, and Lawrence pulled it shut with a panicked look on his face, making a loud noise.
"Ah!" Harley's father, Baron Amedeo, was startled.
"Yes, yes, it's true..." Harley's face gradually turned livid, "It's true, there really is another me..."
She reached out her hand tremblingly again, swallowed, hesitated again, took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and opened the door to her bedroom again.
Crunch——
"well?"
She was stunned.
Behind the door...there is no one.
"What, what's wrong?" Baron Amedeo stuck his head out and saw the empty room.
The father and daughter looked at each other and swallowed in sync.
what's the situation?
"Father, are you sure Lawrence... has 'rescued' me?" After hesitating for a moment, Harley chose to ask her father a question first.
"I'm sure... it was your mother who put you back on the bed with her own hands..." Amedeo frowned.
But the room... was indeed empty.
Is this haunted?
Harley bit her lip lightly and walked into her bedroom carefully.
nobody......
There’s no one in the closet either…
There was no trace of anyone else lying on the bed...
There was no change compared to when I left. In fact, there was no smell of other people in the room...
So, is it really a ghost?
She glanced at her father. Amedeo looked confused and obviously didn't know what was going on.
...
Outside Owes House, Lawrence wiped the sweat from his head, exhaled a breath, felt a little limp, and then showed a look that didn't know whether to laugh or cry.