Precisely because of the seriousness of the matter.
When Faldeus called out to Hassan, he called out his full name as the Old Man of the Mountain.
Although Hassan was his Servant, according to intelligence, the female assassin summoned by Jester had set the record for the fastest kill of a Master almost immediately after being summoned.
Therefore, Faldeus was not entirely confident.
Even with Command Spells in hand, he might not be able to restrain these Heroic Spirits, who were all "monsters" standing at the pinnacle of humanity.
It was not uncommon in the Holy Grail War for a Master to be killed by their own Servant if they were not careful.
Faldeus, who was prepared, had secretly prepared the consciousness and magical power needed to activate the Command Spells.
Facing his Master's rich thoughts, Hassan said indifferently, as if unaware: "Let the lifeline that goes against your determination and beliefs return to slumber—the decision I made is without error."
There was no joy, anger, sorrow, or pleasure in his words.
It was as if he was narrating something extremely ordinary.
"I swear in the name of one who walks in the shadow of the lofty mountains, that their lifelines… the lifelines of Galvarosso Scladio, have indeed been severed."
"…Their lifelines…?"
Faldeus was slightly stunned.
Immediately, he realized the meaning of Hassan's words.
A smile then appeared on his face.
"Although I've heard that the Scladio family's tentacles are all over the political world… I didn't expect them to have spread to this extent…"
Faldeus couldn't help but cover his face and sigh.
From some of the magical knowledge he knew, magi could copy personalities through magecraft and implant them in other people's minds.
Presumably, the head of the Scladio family had been subjected to such methods by a magus.
Even if Galvarosso was killed, a substitute with his personality copied would live on, operating in the world with a new politician's face.
"Those damned magi… they actually went this far to avoid losing the Scladio family's resources…!"
Faldeus clenched his fist.
The thought that the well-known presidential candidate was actually a personality copy of Galvarosso made him sweat.
If Hassan hadn't intervened before he took office, probably no one would have guessed it in the end.
"Indeed—Galvarosso Scladio has already corrupted those people, nothing more."
Hassan said it casually, but the amount of information it actually brought was truly astonishing to Faldeus.
If the remaining high-ranking officials in Washington knew that those assassinated high-ranking officials and politicians were all puppets of the Scladio family, the US political world would probably experience an unprecedented earthquake.
This mafia not only influences the underworld but also greatly affects the financial world. It is also one of the few violent groups in the entire United States.
Faldeus had already decided in his heart that this matter must be reported to that general, and then a unanimous decision would be made by the high-ranking officials in Washington.
Now, the Avenger summoned by Bazdilot, who is the fallen great hero, is a presence that no one can ignore. Moreover, he has also seized the Sword of Rupture, Ea, from the King of Heroes.
The danger is self-evident.
If Bazdilot wins the Holy Grail War, the consequences would be unimaginable.
With Hassan killing his boss, Bazdilot is likely to turn his spearhead towards the United States and take advantage of this momentum to make the Scladio family rise to prominence.
"I really don't want it to come to that…"
Faldeus pinched the bridge of his nose.
He had been working hard until now to prevent the situation from reaching the worst possible state for the United States.
However, Alcides defeated the King of Heroes and became the overlord of the Holy Grail War.
The possibility of him obtaining the Holy Grail is quite high.
Therefore, Faldeus weighed the situation.
For the United States, the disaster brought about by Bazdilot obtaining the Holy Grail is more dangerous than anything else.
Even losing the entire Snowfield City is far less than the huge disaster Bazdilot would cause to the United States after obtaining the Holy Grail.
Faldeus had this intuition.
Now that things have come to this, even if the higher-ups conclude to deploy the bottom-of-the-barrel weapons, he will not hesitate at all.
In the ethereal world, in a residential area.
After Yuukaku Kuruoka retreated into the residence, Ciel continued to try to extract some information through conversation.
"May I ask, what kind of magecraft research do you usually conduct?"
Ciel asked a vague question.
Yuukaku Kuruoka looked at Ciel and replied, "Do you think this is something that can be told to outsiders?"
That's what he said, but Ciel cracked it with one move.
"To ensure the safety of Tsubaki, I want to know about this."
Ciel said very seriously.
Although saying this was to break through the barrier, she was indeed genuinely concerned about Tsubaki's safety.
Hearing Ciel's words, Yuukaku Kuruoka's eyes seemed to lose focus for a moment, and after a while, he showed a calm smile and said, "I see. Since it's for Tsubaki's sake, then there's no helping it."
Seeing Yuukaku Kuruoka like this, Ciel was even more convinced of the suggestion he was under.
In this world, everyone, including the personalities of those being controlled, exists with the principle of protecting the master above all else.
Yuukaku Kuruoka's moment of silence just now was the time the Pale Rider, who was dominating his mind, took to make a judgment and induce Yuukaku Kuruoka's spirit.