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

The voice was all too familiar to Mordred.

She turned around and saw Gareth smiling.

"Huh?!" The mischievous boy was pleasantly surprised.

"Sister Gareth, haven't you gone to rest yet?"

"I was planning to rest anyway~"

Gareth sat down next to Mordred, stretched out his hands, and started warming himself by the fire.

"But you seemed really bored, Xiao Mo... so I came to keep you company!"

As the youngest daughter, Mordred was not only loved by Morgan.

Her older brothers and sisters, who had long been knights of the Round Table, also took good care of her—and Gareth was one of them, of course.

Even now, as a Servant, she still hopes to show more care for her younger sister.

Mordred, of course, understood this as well.

She said very happily:

"Gareth, you're so kind!"

"That makes me really happy," Gareth said, accepting his sister's compliment without hesitation.

but--

Gareth's sunny weather lasted only a short while.

She quickly grasped her younger sister's hand and said with considerable concern:

"Speaking of which...did Father really leave with another woman?"

"And it was the kind of departure that happened voluntarily?"

Gareth never met Ian directly during this era.

But the two sisters had already been exchanging information—she soon understood what her father had been doing during this period known as the "Singularity."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Mordred hugged her knees, her expression, illuminated by the firelight, appearing quite conflicted.

"Sister Gareth."

"I saw it with my own eyes."

"Father really did ride another woman's dragon and leave."

"This……"

Gareth believed his sister wouldn't lie.

And she had no reason to lie.

but--

Having participated in the Battle of Vortigern, Gareth's understanding of his father was actually very similar to Mordred's.

That is, they also think he is a hero.

So in this situation, her first reaction was almost identical to her sister's—she simply couldn't believe it.

"How could Father... possibly do such a thing?"

"yes……"

Just as the two sisters were caught in a dilemma for the same reason, another figure appeared in front of them.

That was Joan of Arc.

Worried about everyone's safety, she wasn't sleeping soundly—so she was quickly awakened by Gareth and Mordred's conversation.

She looked at the two people by the campfire and spoke in an extremely gentle tone:

"What do you two seem to be discussing?"

"Can I join in too?"

Mordred was already a little embarrassed towards her because she had previously mistaken Jeanne d'Arc for Artoria.

Upon hearing the other party's request, he naturally nodded eagerly.

Gareth goes without saying.

Jeanne d'Arc was her Master, so as her Servant, she naturally wouldn't refuse such a request.

"Master, please have a seat."

With their consent, Joan of Arc sat down.

She looked at them and got straight to the point:

"so--"

What were you just talking about?

Gareth and Mordred exchanged a glance and nodded.

Mordred, as the younger sister, directly revealed the topic they had just been discussing.

"Miss Joan of Arc."

“We…we were wondering why my Master left with another Jeanne d'Arc.”

Although he is not Mordred's Master.

But after this period of time, Joan of Arc learned quite a bit about her.

Similar to his own situation with Gareth.

Mordred is a Servant summoned by Ian.

Besides--

Unlike Gareth and Mordred, who were kept in the dark,

Joan of Arc had a secret code left by her brother Ian.

She knew that the other person hadn't suddenly left with the dragon witch—but was doing something that she couldn't know for the time being, nothing more.

and so--

Upon hearing Mordred's words, Joan of Arc naturally wanted to offer an explanation.

of course.

She still remembers her brother's advice—that she must never reveal their relationship.

Even though I don't know why I'm doing this.

But Joan of Arc never doubted her brother’s instructions—he was willing to give his life for her, so what reason was there to doubt him?

But then again...

It's a miracle that my own brother is still alive!

"If you're worried about him—"

The saintess's gaze swept over the two people in front of her, full of tenderness.

I don't think it's necessary.

"Eh?"

I heard a completely different answer—from my own Master.

Gareth felt a glimmer of hope.

She hurriedly began to speak:

"Master, what do you mean by this?"

“Hmm…” Joan of Arc considered it for a moment before giving her explanation.

"Think about it."

"Along the way... although we encountered many cities destroyed by another 'me', almost no one was harmed."

Don't you think—

"Could this be related to him?"

"this!"

Mordred was greatly excited when Joan of Arc's words ignited her hope.

"Lady Jeanne, are you saying... that the Master is secretly helping us?"

"That's roughly the idea," Joan of Arc smiled slightly. "After all, this is the only explanation that can be given."

Hearing this, Mordred became happy.

But she soon seemed to think of something sad and became somewhat depressed.

"But--"

"He clearly stopped me from killing that dragon witch back then, didn't he?"

"Is this considered helping us?"

"But he didn't intend to attack us after that, did he?"

Joan of Arc continued to explain patiently.

"From this perspective... he's at least unwilling to take action, isn't he?"

"and--"

"He didn't force you to leave with him."

Joan of Arc's statement was actually just her own speculation.

but.

For Mordred at this moment, what she needed was just such speculation.