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"After all, if the other party has set up a response mechanism in this regard, the result will be quite misleading."

"Artoria, listen to me, there won't be any problems."

"..."

This is a completely different look from the Vivian we knew before.

Realizing that her sister seemed to have regained some confidence, Artoria stopped questioning anything.

after all--

She went to great lengths to bring Ian here, wasn't it all to help her get out of that state?

"I understand."

The girl looked at the man she admired from the bottom of her heart.

“Mr. Ian… I’m sorry.”

Fortunately, the kind of resistance that Artoria feared did not occur.

Ian, who was currently resisting some kind of magic, was much weaker than he appeared.

Without breaking a sweat, the girl pushed him down onto her sister's blanket.

A few quick swipes.

Artoria stripped Ian naked, and upon seeing the man's incredibly muscular physique, her throat involuntarily bobbed.

For the young girl, he was both the beginning and the end of her emotions.

His body naturally embodies the girl's full emotions.

but--

Artoria knew that now was not the time to worry about these things.

She looked at Vivian beside her.

"Sister, it's all done."

"Okay, next up is my turn."

Under Artoria's worried gaze, Vivian reached out her hands to Ian.

She activated the magic spell used for testing at its maximum power at this moment, a power strong enough to penetrate a person's body in an instant.

of course.

This so-called penetration does not mean killing the target, but rather completing the body inspection at an unimaginable speed.

This is a method that Vivian has learned over the past thousand years—after all, over time, some unseen problems will continue to accumulate.

It just so happens to come in handy now.

Vivian's hands rested on the man's chest.

In the past, this would probably be the time for her to order him to provide her with pleasure.

only--

The witch had no such thoughts at the moment.

She just wanted to find out what had happened as soon as possible—she didn't want him to suffer unnecessary pain for her anymore.

Infuse with magic.

The blue light illuminated Ian's body in an instant.

The man fell into a deep sleep.

By the time she disappeared, Vivian had fully understood the situation—as a magician from the Age of Gods, she possessed strength far exceeding that of ordinary people.

"How about it?"

Artoria approached and cautiously inquired about the situation.

She had no idea what was going on and was simply following her sister's instructions.

"..."

“The problem is simple,” Vivian replied, “but it’s also a bit tricky.”

"What?" Artoria was a little confused. "Sister, what do you mean by this?"

"I've figured out why Ian turned out this way." The witch looked at the man lying on her bed, her expression quite complicated.

"It's a problem with the Command Seals."

"He... is forcibly disobeying his Master's orders, which is why he has become so weak."

"So it turns out they were disobeying their Master's orders..."

Artoria nodded thoughtfully, then her pupils suddenly twitched as she realized something.

"Wait a moment!"

"So, in that case, Mr. Ian was..."

Artoria hadn't forgotten the girl who suddenly barged into the battle that night.

Although she didn't know what kind of magic trick the other party had used at that time, she could still feel a strange sense of familiarity from it.

To be precise, it's the same feeling as Vivian.

"..."

“Artoria,” Vivian confessed after recovering, “that’s my student.”

"A student?" The girl learned something incredible.

“Mm.” Vivian nodded.

“That’s the woman you saw that night… She is Ian’s Master.”

"..."

Artoria now fully understood—her own sister had a major disagreement with her because the student had summoned Ian.

And the reason he looks like this is probably because of this!

"That--"

Artoria looked at the man in front of her and was at a loss for what to do.

She excels in combat, but magic is not her forte.

"Sister, do you have a way to solve this problem?"

“Of course you can.” Vivian snorted.

"Trying to stump me with something like this... that's absolutely impossible."

Vivian wasn't exaggerating.

As a magician from the Age of Gods, she possesses a vast amount of magical knowledge far exceeding what ordinary people can imagine.

This naturally includes an understanding of the Holy Grail War.

Thanks to this, Vivian quickly deduced that this restriction was imposed by Sakura Tohsaka using a Command Spell.

[Cracking this kind of thing is a piece of cake for a witch.]

That being said—

It will still take quite some time to create a complete and cracked spell.

Evening arrived quickly.

Outside the apartment room.

After throwing away the trash, Vivian saw Artoria leaning against the railing on the edge of the balcony.

She began, "Sister."

"Huh?" Hearing the voice, Artoria turned around and then smiled.

"Sister, are you back?"

“Hmm.” Vivian nodded, then said with a self-deprecating laugh, “I didn’t realize I’d drunk so much beer these past few days.”

"It's really outrageous."

"Yes, that's true to some extent." Artoria didn't hide her thoughts.

“You think so too?” Vivian walked to her sister’s side.

"Feel sorry--"

"Thank you so much for your help these past few days."

“No, that’s not true.” Artoria shook her head. “I’ll be content as long as my sister can return to normal.”

"But then again—"

“Mr. Ian, you are really important to my sister.”

"Ah."

A blush crept onto Vivian's face, and her words became more shy.

"I never expected that idiot would actually come and say those things to me while under the Command Seals..."

"He clearly doesn't remember anything, but he still insists that he likes me."

"That's incredibly stupid."

“But I’m happy, aren’t I?” Artoria smiled slightly. “After all, you haven’t left your room in a long time.”

"……Um."

Vivian raised her head and looked at the dim, yellowish sun in the sky, her eyes gradually becoming blurry.

"He loved me so much—why did I only realize it now?"

"It's not too late."

Artoria also looked up at the sky.