Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice II

Chapter 320

Waver's physical condition was downright dismal, almost akin to that of a miserable programmer from the 21st century. In his middle age, burdened by debts and sorely lacking in physical fitness, the one redeeming feature about him was his luscious, flowing black hair.

During their journey to the Adra Castle, Shirou and his group came across a priest who seemed to share Waver's sorry state.

Actually, it would be more accurate to say that this priest was being abruptly dragged along by a certain canine retainer, wailing in misery and desperately clutching his collar.

"Merem, let go! Please, let go! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" The priest, Mr. Dawn, screamed in agony, his cries echoing through the air as Merem Solomon stubbornly yanked him by the collar. He was forcefully dragged along a never-ending, muddy road until finally being presented before Shirou and the rest of the group.

"Princess! I knew it! I knew I wasn't mistaken! It's the princess!"

"Huh?" Arcueid looked at Merem with a mixture of surprise and confusion. "Merem?"

"The illustrious Princess of Brunestud! Yes, indeed! It is I, Merem Solomon!" He exclaimed, unable to contain his happiness.

Brunestud... Waver glanced at Arcueid and couldn't help but think to himself that this girl was undeniably the True Ancestor.

"Oh, give me a break! You're practically a lapdog of Brunestud. Even if you spot the Master you serve, there's no need to get so worked up! And dragging me around by the collar... Honestly, I'm just a regular person, nowhere near your league of monsters!" Mr. Dawn grumbled, standing up with a frustrated expression.

However, it was evident that Merem paid him no attention whatsoever, not even bothering to acknowledge his existence.

"The sixth member of the Burial Agency, Mr. Dawn... Just as I suspected, the Church has decided to get involved in this whole affair," Waver remarked, fixing his gaze upon Mr. Dawn.

Mr. Dawn glanced at Waver and asked, "The Clock Tower's Magus, huh? But I don't remember ever crossing paths with you. How did you manage to figure out my identity?"

"Well, being called Brunestud's lapdog and sporting the outfit of a priest, it could only be Merem Solomon, the fifth member of the Burial Agency and the 20th Dead Apostle. The members of the Burial Agency typically operate in pairs, so it's safe to conclude that you're also part of the organization. Moreover, among the priest within the Burial Agency, the only one who would consider themselves an ordinary person is Mr. Dawn."

"Magus, you sure know your stuff," Mr. Dawn sighed, then added, "Just so we're clear, I'm just a regular technical staff member. I won't be a threat to anyone, just going along with the flow. So, please, no need to get physical with me."

"Morality doesn't leave much room for magi and priests," Waver responded, pausing briefly before shifting the topic. "But here's the deal: if you don't make a move against us, we won't be quick to make a move against you either."

Arcueid glanced at Merem with curiosity. "Merem, what brings you here?"

Merem hesitated for a moment, about to respond when his eyes unintentionally landed on Shirou, who stood beside Arcueid. Suddenly, his expression stiffened, his legs began to tremble, and he hastily bowed, "G-Good morning, Fujimaru-sama!"

Shirou nodded slightly and greeted, "Good morning, Merem."

He held a positive opinion of Merem Solomon.

Regardless of the era of the Camelot Dynasty, in present times, Merem proved to be an incredibly valuable individual. He had the ability to establish connections with the Church and even assist in keeping certain information hidden from them.