'Actually can use Runes like this? Ridiculous...'
Observing the large number of Rune characters that seemed to appear within seconds, Helena clicked her tongue secretly.
Although as a magus she was basically an all-rounder, knowing a thing or two about almost any type of magecraft, including Runes and even Baptism Rites, she had never heard of using Runes quickly and wantonly like Takumi.
If both sides were irreconcilable opponents, probably even if she built her territory with full strength, then chose to fight Takumi alone inside the territory, she could at most barely seal Takumi's ability to use Runes on a large scale—then she would be hacked to death.
Can't be helped; the speed difference was too big. She casts one spell, Takumi casts two, three, four. Who to reason with?
Even ignoring casting speed, in Helena's view, Takumi's method of using Runes was probably difficult for even gods to analyze and replicate.
However!
The good thing was that Helena had absolutely no intention of truly becoming enemies with Takumi from the beginning of the meeting. On the contrary, the stronger Takumi was, the happier she was.
So—
Helena: (￣︶￣)
She only regretted not having snacks like popcorn in hand; otherwise, watching the show would be more interesting.
Unlike Helena who automatically sat in the audience, Edison (President Lion), hearing Karna's explanation, was already speechless.
Holding back for a long time, Takumi seeing the atmosphere put away his attacking stance, Edison finally spat out two sentences:
"He doesn't look old, and isn't a Servant. How can he be stronger than you, Karna?"
It was normal for Edison to have this doubt because Karna's origin wasn't simple.
Karna, son of the Sun God Surya in Indian mythology Mahabharata, Hero of Charity, Arjuna's greatest rival. Meanwhile, judging from legendary records, if not for him being too honest, and more people siding with Arjuna, Arjuna actually couldn't beat Karna.
And such a Karna manifested, besides possessing the strongest destructive Noble Phantasm [Vasavi Shakti (EX)], also possessed the golden armor named [Kavacha and Kundala (A)], which could forcibly reduce opponent's attacks to one-tenth and repair his injuries.
In other words, as long as it wasn't an attack aimed at vitals with sufficient attack power, Karna could completely ignore it. Belonging to the same type of Servant as Siegfried. Once fought with Siegfried from night to day without deciding a winner.
"I also have many doubts about this, but if want to explain more intuitively..."
Saying this, Karna turned to look at Takumi aside who had no intention of acting again:
"Master, you have an extremely powerful Spirit Origin on you. If I guess correctly, that should be Rama's power, right?"
Karna hadn't seen Rama, but he could see the source of Takumi's power. Plus fragments of words obtained from Nightingale before, the original owner of the Spirit Origin was obvious.
Takumi nodded.
After getting confirmation, Karna looked at Edison with calm eyes, as if saying "Understand now?"
Although Karna wasn't clear about Takumi's ghost-like ultra-high speed and the omni-directional defense that easily blocked his spear attached with divine fire.
But it didn't hinder Karna from making an evaluation that Takumi, who obtained Rama's power, was now a "high-speed phantom wide-range destructive fortress."
"Rama...? That protagonist of the [Ramayana]?"
Very good. Hearing the name Rama, Edison understood everything—although the general idea was slightly biased, he would no longer deny Takumi's strength.
After getting everyone's affirmation, Edison's eye corner twitched. Silent for a few seconds, having obsessions in his heart, he still gritted his teeth and roared:
"Even so, my patriotic heart won't stop beating! As long as I find a chance, I will definitely complete the wish of establishing an eternal America!"
"Joining you is also impossible!"
Even if his teammates had defected, Edison wasn't willing to yield!
However...
While saying these words, Edison constantly looked at Helena and Karna with pitiful eyes, attempting to pull the two back to his team.
Helena turned her back to Edison, looking at the sky.
The honest but straightforward Karna looked seriously at Nightingale aside:
"Miss Nightingale, Edison is possessed by ghosts. Hope you can come up with a treatment plan that doesn't harm his life to treat him."
Hearing this, Edison was petrified.
Karna might indeed have spoken a bit bluntly, but he truly meant well for Edison.
Edison manifested in a state possessed by the regrets of past American presidents. Although it might give him corresponding reinforcements, it also made him an extreme president pushing the whole country with his own will, becoming a big capitalist more capitalist than capitalists. Otherwise, there wouldn't be the abstract title of King of Presidents.
Karna and Helena originally wanted to give Edison a little more time to discover the problem himself, thereby letting his own consciousness occupy the true dominant position.
But looking at it now, perhaps leaving it to Nightingale to solve might be a good method.
Hearing Karna's words, Nightingale revealed a bright smile:
"Of course. For such a patient, I have a very mature treatment plan, including but not limited to breaking his limbs."
"But don't worry, treating this small injury isn't difficult for me. Believe that after a few courses of treatment, Mr. Edison will definitely regain sobriety."
Saying this, Nightingale did a set of warm-up exercises on the spot.
Karna looked away: "...Anyway, just don't go too far."
Helena: "Ah haha, although Edison was kind to me in life, seeing him return to normal, I will also be very happy."
A set of warm-up exercises ended.
Nightingale stepped with firm paces, walking slowly towards the weak, pitiful, and helpless Edison.
"You, don't come over!!!"
Edison turned pale with fright, wanting to run away, but was instantly held down by Takumi and Karna, only able to watch Nightingale approach step by step.
"—At least fewer courses of treatment!"
Having no choice, Edison could only wail at the sky.
Not long after.
"The, there no..."
"Breaking, breaking! My hand—"
"Ow—! This angle... my waist will break too!!"
...
Edison's voice, making listeners weep and viewers sad, echoed constantly in the entire palace.
As for the mechanical infantry hearing his voice, they acted as if they didn't hear, patrolling patrolled, standing guard stood guard.