In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

Just as Mashu was about to say something more, Ian spoke first.

"I definitely have to come over."

"Someone has already spoken rudely to my 'Servant' Mordred. If I don't show up, wouldn't I look cowardly?"

"..."

Mash looked at Ian, who had said those words.

Looking at his resolute face, she knew he was truly angry.

But then again——

He didn't seem to take his anger out on himself just now...

Does that mean I still hold a certain place in his heart?

Olga Marie was not stupid.

She quickly realized that the man in front of her was angry because Rafe had scolded Mordred.

"That's not what you think."

"Whether it is or not, my 'Servant' Mordred has already been scolded."

Ian looked at Olga Marie in front of him.

"Director, if you were a Master, could you accept your 'Servant' being blamed?"

"..."

Ian's words silenced Olga Marie.

She hesitated for a moment, sighed, and said:

"I'm sorry, it is indeed a problem on our Chaldea's part."

"I apologize to you on behalf of Rafe."

Seeing Olga Marie's state, Mash, fearing things would escalate, also tried to smooth things over.

"Senior...the director did protect Mordred quite well back then."

"Professor Rafe later realized his problem."

"so--"

"Don't be so angry! I was there too, and I made mistakes! I apologize to you as well!"

"..."

Seeing Mash constantly apologizing to him, Ian suppressed his emotions.

"Okay, I'm getting a little excited."

“But Director, I don’t want this kind of thing to happen to my ‘Servant’ again next time.”

“You should know that the relationship between a ‘Master’ and a ‘Servant’ is a contractual one, not a slave relationship, right? I don’t want them to be disrespected like this.”

"Of course I understand that."

Olga Marie waved the notebook in her hand.

"So I've already put it on my agenda, and I'll definitely emphasize this at the next meeting."

"Please believe in Chaldea because of me!"

Ian did not hold a grudge.

"Chief, you came to see me because..."

"Oh."

Olga Marie flipped through the notebook in her hand—it was filled with writing, showing how busy she usually was.

She finally stopped at a certain page.

"Ian Pendragon".

"Is this your name?"

“Yes.” Ian nodded.

"Hmm... The ninth person in Group A has no magic circuits at all, but he can use magic unexpectedly. At the same time, his spiritual transfer aptitude is 100%, and the other test results are also excellent."

"So they made an exception and admitted Chaldea."

Olga Marie looked at the things in the notebook and listed them as follows.

"Ian, is this your situation?"

"..."

"What's with that expression? Did I say something wrong?"

"No."

Ian shook his head.

"Director, you're absolutely right."

Ian naturally had doubts.

When Olga Marie said "Ian," he realized that the other party might have information about him.

This was supposed to be a great opportunity for him, as a time traveler, to understand his situation in Chaldea.

But now it seems——

This is entirely a description that serves only its own purposes.

Whether it's the name Ian Pendragon, or the magic circuits and a whole host of other things.

They all seem to have looked like this before their British experience.

It didn't become this way after the experience in Britain.

What is going on here?

But before Ian could think about it carefully, Olga Marie's next question came one after another.

"That--"

"Ian, would you mind telling me how you summoned Mordred?"

This is not something that cannot be explained.

Ian then recounted his and Ophelia's summoning experiences.

of course.

It was just a summoning experience.

He didn't say a word about anything else.

"So that's it."

Olga Marie nodded in sudden realization.

“If Ophelia helped, then everything makes sense.”

"After all, she was a top student from the Clock Tower."

"but--"

The young director looked at Ian in front of him.

"Although I don't really want to restrict you like this, it's still best to report such summons if possible."

"After all, if everyone did this, it would be a bit troublesome to manage."

"You don't want this kind of conflict to happen again, do you?"

"understood."

Ian agreed first.

Whether or not that will actually happen depends on the situation at that time.

He's not a good person; he only follows rules that benefit himself.

Moreover, this trip wasn't simply to explain the matter of summoning Mordred.

"Chief, what are your plans regarding this attack?"

Ian directly voiced his doubts.

"I am very worried about the personal safety of every Master candidate."

I know how you feel.

Olga Marie pursed her chin.

"I am also thinking about the corresponding methods."

“You Master candidates are extremely important to Chaldea. I must protect you even at my own expense.”

"but--"

Olga Marie looked at Ian, a hint of difficulty in her eyes.

"The incident happened so suddenly that even if I launch an investigation, it will take some time to get results."

"Ensuring your safety during this period is also a very complex issue, as well as a challenge in terms of manpower allocation."

"..."

Ian could tell that Olga Marie wasn't just giving him the runaround.

Recalling the worried look on Fujimaru Ritsuka's face in the ward just now, he realized that this was indeed a significant problem.

Protecting every Master candidate effectively is no easy task.

and many more.

just?

A bold idea suddenly popped into Ian's head.