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Curtain Call for the Round Table Drama

Unit 5 descended to the surface of the Polar Control Facility, cradling Orpheus’s head in its arms.

「Problems are piled sky-high, but… first comes Merlin.」

With everything over, Kou worried for Merlin—Abel—who had passed out, and called in the medical team.

Even as the medics carried Abel out of Unit 5, he didn’t wake once.

「How is he?」

「Please rest assured. He’ll be fine. Leave it to us.」

A rough-collie-type Familia answered, taking responsibility.

「I’m counting on you.」

Kou watched until Abel was loaded into the emergency team’s Lanius CII. Safer than keeping him in a fighter.

Unit 5 then advanced toward where the Knights of the Round Table had gathered.

「Everyone in the Round Table—well done. Galahad… no, Flack. You really held nothing back. Splendid.」

「N-no! It’s only because everyone supported me!」

「Then we’ll go with that.」

Kou laughed as if it were a joke, and Flack immediately realized things were about to get serious.

When Kou laughed like that, it was