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have to say.

Mashu is quite good at explaining things, and Ian can already roughly understand terms like "Heroic Spirit".

He realized something else.

"Namashu, will our next battle involve using the 'Servants' that appeared due to the 'Heroic Spirits' manifesting in the world?"

"Yes!"

Mashu swept her hand across the space in front of her.

Three different beams of light appeared before the two of them.

"Senior, we need them this time!"

Ian looked closely.

Within the three beams of light, some star-shaped objects were suspended.

He reached out and touched it.

Some explanatory concepts then came to mind.

The three beams of light are:

Artoria Pendragon (Saber);

Archer;

Cú Chulainn (Lancer).

Ian felt a sense of wonder as he sensed these messages emanating from his fingertips.

"Mash, is this what they call a 'Servant'?"

“Yes, that’s right.” Mash nodded in affirmation of Ian’s statement.

"That's the significance of simulated battles—it allows us to adapt to the 'Servants' in a relatively safe environment."

"In this way, once we actually summon the corresponding 'Servant' that was transferred to the mortal world, we will be able to develop a synergy as quickly as possible!"

“Of course.” Mashu smiled awkwardly.

"Currently, due to technical issues, the only 'Servants' that can be simulated are them."

"And compared to the real 'Servants,' their strength is also greatly reduced."

"However, this situation might be even better for seniors who want to get to know 'Servants'!"

Are they the three starter families in the beginner village?

Ian could easily understand the situation where only three "Servants" could be used.

After all, if there were truly no restrictions, then there would be no need to call it a simulated war; it could just be called a real war.

And speaking of which—

Isn't there another name that I care about a lot?

Altria Pendragon.

Ian was somewhat moved that they would "reunite" under such circumstances.

"Senior, please choose a 'Servant' you like!"

"Then I'll choose this one."

Ian chose Artoria Pendragon (Saber) without hesitation.

"As expected, you chose this one, senior."

"That--"

“I choose this!”

Mashu touched another light—she chose Cú Chulainn (Lancer).

After the selection was completed, the lights quickly drifted forward and then converged into the shape of a person.

Artoria and Chuu Kurin, who were "Servants", appeared before them.

Mashu's guidance followed:

"Senior, it seems this 'Servant' is quite suitable for you!"

"but--"

"This is just the beginning; we still need to make them even stronger."

"If you want them to become stronger, you need to know that the strength of a 'Servant' depends on three aspects."

"First, Master, that is, your own strength, senior."

"Secondly, the spirits themselves, the great heroes who are famous and powerful are no less than the unknown soldiers in the corners of history."

"Third, compatibility, environment, and restraint are objective conditions. This would be quite complicated if we were to elaborate on it, but in short, it is the influence of external factors."

"After all that, you might still be a little confused, senior."

"So--"

Mash took Ian's hand.

"Senior, please let Artoria attack Chu Krillin!"

Ian hesitated for a moment before asking a question.

"Um, Mashu, is any kind of attack acceptable?"

“Yes!” Mash nodded. “Chaldea itself will provide sufficient magical support for the simulation battle.”

"So please don't hold back, attack me fiercely!"

As soon as Mashu finished speaking, things took an unexpected turn.

Artoria raised the blade in her hand.

Then, she raised it above her head.

The simulated sound echoed in the space.

Excalibur, the Sword of Contract Victory!

A massive blade of light appeared above her head, then accelerated downwards, creating a rift-like effect as it powerfully slashed through the space.

Before Qiu Kulin could react, he was swallowed up by the clear light.

However, after everything dissipates...

Despite suffering such a blow, the blue-armored soldier Qiu Kulin was not immediately eliminated. Instead, his legs trembled, and he barely managed to stand on the ground, supporting himself with his hands on the upright red spear.

If he weren't a virtual "Servant," he might have a very rich range of expressions at this moment.

Mashu was stunned for a while before she came to her senses.

"Senior."

"What did you use?!"

"what?"

Ian was somewhat puzzled.

"Mash, didn't you say that any attack is acceptable?"

"But this is going too far!"

Mashu looked at the "battlefield" before her, a few beads of cold sweat appearing on her forehead.

"This could put a very heavy burden on the system later!"

"Sorry, it was my mistake." Ian readily admitted his error.

"I just wanted to see if I could do it."

"..."

Mashu sighed, composed herself slightly, and began to praise Ian.

"However, as expected of the 'monster of Group A', you launched such a powerful attack on your first use of a 'Servant'."

"Fortunately."

Ian looked at the "battlefield," a hint of sadness in his eyes.

“I have witnessed a possibility that is even more powerful than this in Artoria.”

"Huh?" The girl opened her mouth slightly.

“It’s nothing, Mash.” Ian shrugged. “Just consider this me venting.”

"but--"

"I'd like to ask you another question."

"what is the problem?"

"that is--"

Ian looked at Artoria and Chu Cullin.

"In this simulation battle, are there really only three 'Servants' that can be summoned?"

92. A fourth possibility besides the three simulated Servants? (4,000-word chapter)

"Eh?"

Mash hadn't recovered from Ian's monstrous performance in the simulation battle when she was puzzled by his words.

"What are the options besides these three 'Servants'?"

"Senior Ian, is that what you meant?"

"……almost."

"Let me look for it!" Mash didn't immediately deny what Ian said. "I haven't participated in a simulation battle for a while either. Maybe the director added new Servant data to it!"