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

Artoria pulled on the reins, as if she were holding onto half of what was past.

"This is the horse that Mr. Ian gave me."

"..."

Vivian's eyes widened slightly in an instant.

The millennium witch suddenly realized something—that Ian's gift alone was absolutely not enough to make her a mount of the Rider class.

Unless it has extraordinary significance for Artoria herself.

In this case, the answer is obvious.

The Rider Artoria that has been summoned now harbors extremely deep feelings for Ian.

That's why this white horse was exceptionally elevated to become his Noble Phantasm!

So to say--

Did I just summon yet another rival in love?!

320. A love that made Morgan feel inferior / Sisters' mutual questioning / The burned-out castle (4k)

That same night, on a path within the private Suigunhara Academy.

Scáthach and Ian sat on a bench by the roadside.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

Having temporarily obtained a "promise of being a couple" from Ian, Scáthach looked at the man beside her with a puzzled expression.

“You’ve been staring at the sky over there ever since you started looking at it.”

"Could it be——"

"Do you find it annoying to see me, so you have to look at those things?"

“Of course not,” Ian replied with a smile. “It’s just… I noticed something strange.”

"weird stuff?"

“Hmm.” Ian looked at the sky that Scáthach had mentioned once again.

"It looks like something rushed up just now."

"But it's gone now, isn't it?"

Scáthach took Ian's arm, showing a rare display of shyness that she would never normally show.

"Now--"

"Don't look over there anymore."

"Isn't it good to look at me?"

“…I understand.” Ian nodded.

"Hmm, that's more like it~"

Scáthach nestled beside him, saying nothing more.

She knew it was all just a winter bubble.

but--

It is indeed beautiful.

Your feeling is definitely correct.

In the darkness of night, something was indeed flying towards the sky.

That was the magical power overflowing from the summoning circle Vivian had prepared—her summoning of her servant was now complete.

However, Vivian is currently facing something far more troublesome than the summoning itself.

In the forest outside Fuyuki City.

Vivian was in a very difficult situation.

Just now, she had listened to the introduction of her summoned Rider, Artoria, about her mount, East Starion.

This made the witch realize one thing—she had very deep feelings for Ian.

Isn't that just as dangerous as being in the same situation as Sakura Tohsaka?!

Given this conclusion, Vivian knew she definitely couldn't let her participate in any Holy Grail War.

otherwise--

I know that this will eventually lead to a conflict between us.

So...should we let her commit suicide here?

Vivian suddenly had this thought.

But at this very moment—

Artoria, completely unaware of the witch's current mood, didn't think too much about it.

She appeared to be in a rather good mood, having been summoned in this form.

She quickly continued:

"that--"

"Master, is there anything else you want to ask?"

"If not, shouldn't it be my turn to ask you?"

"..."

Artoria's words pulled Vivian back from the brink of madness.

The witch's mind cleared up a little.

You can't do anything rash now.

I only prepared this one summoning circle.

If Artoria were allowed to commit suicide so easily, the next Servant summoned might not have her strength.

Besides——

Vivian looked at the girl in front of her who was nominally her younger sister.

She... seems completely unguarded.

After much deliberation, the witch decided to temporarily set aside her own thoughts and listen to what Artoria wanted to ask.

"I understand, it's indeed your turn."

"Speak, what is your question?"

"Um……"

Artoria, holding East Starion's hand, slowed her pace.

At this moment, her eyes were no longer as confused as before, but crystal clear.

"now that--"

"Master, if you can summon me... then it means you're still alive, right?"

"..."

Vivian looked somewhat embarrassed—Artoria's question had inadvertently reminded her of her failures over the past millennium.

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"That--"

A glimmer of hope appeared in Artoria's eyes.

She wasn't interested in figuring out why the new king of Britain had lived so long; instead, with a girlish heart, she wanted to confirm what she was looking forward to.

"Did you see Ian again after that?!"

"..."

Artoria's question silenced Vivian completely.

She guessed right, but she was also completely wrong.

The Artoria that has been summoned now does indeed have very deep feelings for Ian.

No.

That's the correct way to put it.

Any Artoria summoned through normal means will definitely turn into this.

Vivian had now confirmed this fact.

Artoria truly loves her husband.

So he's really that good...

The witch felt a chill in her heart—the deeper the love others had for Ian, the more she regretted her initial choice.

Even so, Vivian still insisted that Ian belonged to her alone.

She will absolutely not budge an inch on this!

and so--

When faced with an extremely sharp question that Artoria had unintentionally raised.

Instead of giving an answer, the witch turned the sharp edge back on her.

"Artoria."

"As the King of Britain, do you... want to know about Ian first, instead of caring about how Britain is doing?"

Vivian's question was quite meaningful.