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

"That--"

"Can you still hold on?"

"If that doesn't work, we can try another method."

“No,” Ian shook his head. “There’s no need for that.”

"Since you've already made a plan... then it absolutely cannot be postponed any longer."

Tell me—

The man's gaze fell on Atalanta before him, and he looked quite serious.

"what should I do?"

"..."

Sensing the man's determination, Atalanta no longer focused her attention on his intimacy with her Master, Jeanne d'Arc Alter.

She began to explain her plans.

"Based on the previous discussion... we must eliminate all the Servants."

"And my plan is based on this."

At this point, the catgirl, who was originally a hunter, sharpened her gaze considerably.

"I've confirmed where they'll be tonight—it's at all four city gates!"

"Kill them first, then kill me."

"but--"

"I can't help you with this process."

"After all, I am still my Master's Servant, and I cannot do such a thing."

"So you'll have to rely on yourself."

"..."

"Master, what kind of look is that?" Atalanta's tail drooped slightly. "Do you think there's something wrong with my plan?"

"Do not."

Ian's eyes were filled with heartache for the catgirl.

"I just feel sorry for you."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Atalanta put her hands on her hips, and her tail stood up straight.

"Master, if you say that, I'm going to get angry!"

“When I was making the plan, I assumed you wouldn’t be indecisive.”

"Is Master trying to prove me wrong by acting like this?"

“No,” Ian denied, “I absolutely did not mean that.”

"Then don't waste your time on me!"

"..."

Hearing the catgirl's unwavering voice, Ian no longer hesitated.

"it is good."

"Wait for me to come back."

"Hmm~"

Following Atalanta's investigation, Ian first went to the city gate where the knight Dion was located.

Based on previous covert tests, the man knew that his strength was not particularly great.

And this is indeed the case.

The knight Dion was completely unprepared for Ian's sudden attack.

He (or she) hastily drew his swift sword to meet the enemy, but was no match for a man.

"You bastard, you actually betrayed your Master!"

"..."

Run through.

Torn.

The Excalibur Gallatin, a sword of victory conjured from a memory projection, pierced through the body of the knight D'Eon.

Under the latter's incredulous gaze, Ian spoke:

"Feel sorry."

"I know that betrayal really hurts."

"but--"

“I have a reason to kill you.”

After saying this, the man drew the Excalibur Gallatin sword and turned to leave.

Then, the blue particles drifted into the sky.

Saber has been removed from the game.

There was not a moment of relief at the death of Knight Dion.

Knowing that time was of the essence, Ian hurried to the next location.

This time, the target is Charles-Henri Sanson.

In the previous "test", his strength was almost the same as that of the knight Dion.

but--

Compared to the knight Dion, Charles Henry Sanson was more cautious.

Therefore, Ian was not able to deliver a fatal blow as he had before.

only--

Even without a fatal blow, the man's strength far surpassed that of Charles Henri Sanson.

Looking at Ian, who was holding another weapon, Excalibur Morgan, the executioner's eyes were already filled with an incomparably deep despair.

"Who are you... and why are you avoiding my guillotine?!"

Keep in mind that this is a Noble Phantasm specifically designed to target the concept of "humanity"!

Once released, it should be able to cause considerable harm to the man in front of him.

But he is completely unharmed!

Seemingly having read Charles-Henri Sanson's mind, the man, after confirming that he had gained an absolutely irreversible advantage, spoke:

"Hmm... the guillotine can indeed kill people."

But what if—

A sharp glint flashed in the man's eyes.

"Am I not even human?"

"what?!"

Charles-Henri Sanson's eyes widened upon hearing this.

"You...aren't human?"

"Are you kidding me?!"

The young executioner appeared to be on the verge of collapse. Then he began to become hysterical.

"How is this possible?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

"Whatever you think."

The man pointed the Excalibur Morgan at Charles Henry Sanson before him.

"anyway."

"I must kill you here."

Hands up.

The sword falls.

Ian dealt with the executioner in the way an executioner would do.

But this is not the end.

The real formidable opponent is yet to come.

That was Vlad Tsepesh Dracula—the Lancer who displayed an extremely imposing presence in battle.

On another city gate.

Vlad Tsepesh Dracula, known as the Piercing King, looked at Ian before him without showing the slightest sign of panic.

"what a pity."

"I thought I had encountered a hero from another era."

"But I never expected him to be a traitor."

"..."

Ian did not respond to Vlad Tsepesh Dracula.

He is still searching for a way to solve the problem.

In any case, we must kill this man known as the Piercing Man.