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

Scáthach grabbed Ian with one hand, while her other hand reached for Ian's groin.

"Mishaya, what's going on?"

"Don't be so nervous—"

Scáthach gently stroked it with her hand, her expression showing some heartache.

"Ian, I stayed here all night last night, didn't I?"

"..."

"Silence means consent."

"Sorry." Scáthach felt the heavy object and blushed.

"I didn't mean to... I'm sorry."

"Alright, Misaya, you don't need to apologize for something like this!"

“No.” Scáthach shook her head.

"Is necessary."

"because--"

"I'm worried this will affect your attitude when you answer my question later."

Scáthach turned her back to the man, and the movement of her fingers became increasingly gentle, as if she were handling a precious treasure.

That was an apology for his drunken behavior last night, and also a way to prepare leverage for the upcoming negotiations.

"Ian."

Are you interested in joining me in the Holy Grail War?

317. Scáthach had an unforgettable experience / equivalent exchange / burning competitive spirit (4k)

Scáthach didn't really understand why she had suddenly come to this point.

Her initial plan was to sit down and talk to Ian about it properly after she finished showering.

but--

The thought twisted in an instant when she took the underwear he had pulled out.

"The bathroom is a better place to talk business than the sofa."

Scáthach suddenly had this idea.

She is a very proactive person; if she feels something is suitable to do, she will do it immediately.

Ever since——

That led to the incident where the bra clasp got stuck.

of course.

This is indeed the problem she is facing.

It just so happened that this was the right time.

Even without that awful button, Scáthach knew she would have found another way to accomplish it.

Let's get back to the question itself.

Scáthach fiddled with the rather interesting gadget in her hand, recalling what Ian had said to her on the rooftop the night before.

Unlike the students in the Gunfighting Club, he didn't think of himself as some strange old woman.

If we think about it from this point of view—

I think I still have some attraction for him.

Therefore, making such a request now would definitely be a piece of cake.

The Queen of the Land of Shadows would never be defeated in something like this.

however--

Just when Scáthach was full of confidence and thought she was sure to win,

But she heard an unexpected reply from behind her.

Ian responded to the invitation from the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom without any hesitation.

"I'm sorry, Misaya."

"I...cannot participate in the Holy Grail War with you."

[Servants are the embodiment of the power of Heroic Spirits.]

[And the Heroic Spirits themselves are powerful beings formed from the power that heroes draw upon throughout human history.]

This means that they are essentially no different from ordinary people, possessing the same emotions and desires.

[The feeling of Misaya touching my private parts like this is certainly pleasurable.]

But you have never forgotten who you are.

You are the Saber that Sakura Tohsaka painstakingly summoned.

[From both a moral and logical standpoint, there is absolutely no way you could become a partner in the Holy Grail War with Misaya in front of you.]

This is something that is absolutely non-negotiable.

"..."

Scáthach's pupils widened slightly.

Clearly, at this moment, she refused to believe that what she had just heard was true.

Ian... rejected him?

In this situation where his vitals were being manipulated, he rejected himself as the Queen of the Land of Shadows.

Scáthach felt a crack appear in her confidence.

As if in a stress response, she began searching for other reasons to refute the claim.

Do not!

There must be other reasons!

correct!

I haven't even explained to him what the Holy Grail War is yet!

Once he knows what it's for, he'll definitely change his mind.

Thinking of this, Scáthach, as if grasping at a straw, leaned forward slightly, revealing a side that exuded a strong sense of oppression.

"Ian, don't be so quick to reject me."

"You...you probably don't know what the Holy Grail War is all about, do you?"

"..."

Ian couldn't answer that question.

After all, his purpose in becoming a teacher at the private Homurahara Academy was to disguise his identity as a Holy Grail War Servant.

However, if we were to bring this up with Misaya now in a way that is quite familiar to her, everything would be backwards.

and so--

He had no choice but to remain silent, and that was all he could do.

But what you don't know is...

Misaya misunderstood your reaction.

She thought she had guessed why you were unwilling to agree.

It's because they don't know the purpose of the Holy Grail War!

Scáthach "confirmed" this fact.

"Ian."

The queen turned around, clutching her bra which was about to fall off because of the back clasp, while pinching the other person's groin, and began to explain very seriously.

"The Holy Grail War is a war to fulfill wishes."

"If you can win—"

"Then one of your wishes can be fulfilled."

"Don't you... have any goals you want to achieve?"

"..."

Looking at Misaya, whose face was flushed but who was speaking very earnestly, Ian immediately realized that she was sincerely inviting him to become her partner.

to be honest--

If there were no other restrictions, Ian felt he would most likely agree to her request, given her persistence and willingness to sacrifice her own dignity.

After all, sincerity is always the strongest weapon.

but now--

Ian would absolutely not agree to this.

Because he only has one Master—that is Sakura Tohsaka.

All other possibilities are absolutely non-existent.

"Thank you for your kindness, Misaya."

The knight politely declined the invitation and then expressed his apologies.

"But I'm so sorry—"

"I cannot participate in any Holy Grail War with you."

"..."