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

Although she felt she couldn't do it, she still mustered up the courage to face it all.

"Senior~"

Mashu called out from the other side of the corridor.

So it was just that they arrived late?

Ian felt a little relieved.

But things took an unexpected turn at that moment.

Such a sound came from somewhere in the shadows.

"For our long-cherished wish."

"We absolutely cannot allow you to step into Singularity F."

BOOM!

A loud bang came from the central control room.

Then came the second and third sounds.

Instantly, flames shot into the sky, and shattered walls scattered everywhere.

The powerful shockwave knocked Ian unconscious.

He lost consciousness.

I don’t know how long it took.

Ian heard a man's voice in his ear.

"Yo."

"There's still someone here—it seems the cleanup wasn't done properly."

Upon hearing the sound, Ian slowly opened his eyes.

A person dressed in a blue cloak, resembling a magician, appeared before him.

Ian had seen this person's appearance many times in simulation battles.

That's Cú Chulainn.

but……

Something seems a little different?

180. Caster Cu Chulainn / Master who fights personally / Multiple Noble Phantasm releases (4k)

As a "target" tested in simulated battles, Cú Chulainn's image had long been deeply etched into Ian's mind through countless simulated battles.

correct.

The man before me was him.

only--

Unlike his appearance at Chaldea, he was not wearing the familiar blue armor, nor was he holding the gun that shone with a dark red light.

Instead, a magic wand appeared in his hand.

However, Ian, who had learned basic summoning knowledge from Ophelia, could probably understand what was going on.

Just as nothing in the world remains still.

Heroic spirits are not static either.

There are many moments in their lives that deserve to be etched in human history.

Therefore, if one can find the relics they left behind during this period, one can summon them from different periods and make them appear in different classes.

Cú Chulainn is in this situation.

Under normal circumstances, he should indeed carry the [Piercing Thorn Spear] and become a Lancer.

but--

At some point in his life, he accomplished something that would be recognized in human history as the work of a magician, thus giving him the potential to become a Caster.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Cú Chulainn looked at Ian and asked this question.

"You should know that a fight was inevitable."

"..."

That one sentence alone made Ian realize that the man in front of him was definitely not as friendly as he seemed.

Although he was always used as a "target" for testing during simulated battles.

But Ian wasn't foolish enough to underestimate Cú Chulainn in the current situation.

——Memory Projection——

The man internally permitted the activation of his abilities.

The particles gathered in his hand at an unimaginable speed, eventually forming the shape of a sword.

That is the Excalibur Galatine, the sword of victory!

Ian was somewhat surprised.

This surprise did not refer to his summoning of a replica of the wheel-shaped sword of victory.

Rather, it's the level of realism it displays at this moment that's very close to the original.

Ian realized that there was an extremely powerful source of magic emanating from the vicinity.

They offset the drawback of memory projections constantly deteriorating and further enhanced them.

Ian wasn't the only one surprised; Cú Chulainn also showed a look of astonishment.

"It's a sword?"

"Interesting. Let me have a go at you!"

Cú Chulainn's eyes began to burn.

"Firestorm!"

"Burn to ashes here!"

In an instant, Cú Chulainn was engulfed in flames beyond imagination.

It surged toward Ian like a rolling wave, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.

A normal person seeing this would probably give up the idea of ​​resistance on the spot.

But it's a pity.

Ian is not a normal person.

Since there is an ample source of magic nearby that can upgrade my "memory projection" to an effect comparable to the original—

There are so many things that can be done!

Ian raised the Excalibur Galatine sword in his hand.

Under the influence of powerful magic, the chanting echoed in his mind.

"This sword is a symbol of the sun; wherever it is swung, flames engulf the land."

"Excalibur Galatine, the Sword of Victory!"

In an instant, the replica sword in the man's hand emitted a dazzling light.

The sunlight streaming down the sword was concentrated onto the blade like threads in an instant.

Now—!

Ian held the Excalibur Galatine horizontally and then slashed forward.

A blazing beam, powerful enough to touch all of Cú Chulainn's flames, shot forward.

Bang!

The flames collided, creating a powerful explosion.

When the smoke cleared, a deep pit had appeared on the ground.

"Ah."

Cú Chulainn looked at the scene before him, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"So you're a swordsman who uses fire?"

"You... do have some skills."

Ian did not respond to Cú Chulainn.

Because he wasn't there to chat with this legendary hero.

Since the other party launched the attack first, it can be said that he is hostile.

So--

Before your Excalibur Galatine disappears, launch a few more effective attacks!

There was a bang.

The flames that blazed across the sword once again swept across the ground.

In a short period of time, the balance of power between Ian and Cú Chulainn reversed.

but--

Seeing the flames flying towards him, Cú Chulainn had no intention of dodging them either.

"Ha, this is really interesting."

"If I could, I really wish I could have a face-to-face confrontation with you, with a gun in hand."