"Hahahaha! Sorry, sorry. What were you saying just now?"
Mu Su Perosa, who had spent three years in this world resembling a modern parallel universe, laughed so hard he could barely catch his breath after hearing his mentor's words.
"The Holy Grail War? Seven people fighting over a cup, and you call that a war? Then the European Cup must be a world war!"
After finally stopping his laughter, Mu Su's gaze shifted, his eyes turning distant as if he were lost in thought. In the laboratory behind the other person, a pair of red lights seemed to flicker on.
"If it's a war... then make it a proper one!"
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
