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

Her hair was messy, her clothes were not neatly arranged, and she looked quite disheveled.

"Vivian, what's wrong with you...?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Vivian turned around and immediately saw Ian.

only--

The moment their eyes met, Vivian looked away instantly.

She didn't even notice that there was another woman standing next to Ian before she got up and walked inside, looking as if she was afraid to see him.

In this situation, not only Ian, but even Scáthach felt that something was amiss.

"What's going on here?"

Did I make her feel disgusted?

“No.” Ian shook his head.

"If that's really the case... I think she'd be extremely angry with you right now."

"..."

Scáthach simply couldn't deny that.

She remembered that her Gae Bolg Alternative was originally meant to pierce this woman.

However, it was later turned into a weapon used against him because of Ian.

"Then why is she acting like this..." Scáthach muttered, "If it were me, I would be happy to see you, right?"

"..."

Ian didn't know how to answer this question for a moment.

Just then, Artoria walked out from the side, muttering something to herself.

"Sister, you..."

The girl stopped halfway through her sentence.

Because she saw Ian, and she also saw Scáthach.

"..."

Artoria's expression became incredibly complicated.

Ian was the person she wanted to see;

But this person named Misaya is not!

The man, realizing that she might have misunderstood something, immediately began to explain.

"Lily."

"Don't get agitated—Scáthach isn't here to cause trouble."

“She is now our ally.”

"ally?"

You told Artoria everything, exactly as it happened.

You prevented a misunderstanding from happening.

But like Atalanta, Artoria also seemed quite surprised.

"Lancer...was defeated by Caster?"

Artoria gasped.

Unlike Archer's theoretical analysis, as a Rider, she actually fought against Lancer.

The girl was certain that her opponent's martial arts skills, when used normally, were sufficient to make a significant impact in this Holy Grail War.

but--

He actually defeated them outright?

No.

More accurately, it should be said that the Master and he were defeated together?

In that case, the Caster whose identity is still unknown must be several levels stronger.

“Yes.” Scáthach recalled the scene with a hint of helplessness. “Caster probably knows how to deal with any Servant.”

"At least at that time... I was unable to find a suitable way to retaliate."

Scáthach was still somewhat unconvinced.

After all, as the queen of the Land of Shadows, she was unwilling to lose to anyone else.

but--

The other side was far too well prepared.

Scáthach could tell that this Caster had done more preparation than she had in the past ten years!

"so--"

Ian looked at Artoria in front of him and gently stroked her head.

“I need to discuss these things with Vivian immediately.”

"But why did she run away as soon as she saw me?"

"Hey, this..."

Artoria's expression turned somewhat awkward.

"I think my sister probably feels embarrassed to face you, right?"

"Afraid to face me?" The man frowned slightly. "What's there to be embarrassed about?"

"because--"

Artoria looked back in the direction she had come from.

And it leads to the kitchen.

"My sister was about to cook—but she burned her hand."

"Perhaps... she feels that she can't even do this kind of thing, which is why she can't face you."

"..."

Upon hearing these words, Ian immediately spoke up.

"You two chat for a while."

"I'll go see Vivian."

Before Scáthach and Artoria could respond, Ian walked directly into the depths of the mansion, eventually arriving at the door of a room.

That was the smallest and furthest room in the mansion—she probably felt she didn't deserve a better one.

The door was not closed.

With a gentle push, it turned around.

Vivian was sitting on the edge of the bed, rubbing the burn she had suffered, and a few tears were falling from her eyes every now and then.

It was clear that she felt wronged, but had nowhere to vent her frustrations.

When Vivian saw Ian come in, she panicked, hid her hands, and stammered.

"What are you doing here..."

"..."

Ian didn't say anything, but sat down next to Vivian and took her hidden hand.

The man gently blew air onto it and said softly:

"Don't force yourself."

"I can't cook... I'll cook when I get back, okay?"

“Ian, I…”

Vivian was about to explain something when Ian stopped her.

"Don't say anything."

The man reached out and gently wiped away the witch's tears.

"Let's go for a walk together tonight."

"Vivian, there are some things I'd like to talk to you about."

358. Morgan sat down next to him / The Witch's Apology / The Name That Was Remembered (4k)

The streets of Fuyuki City at night.

Ian looked at Vivian beside him, momentarily lost in thought.

"What, what's wrong?"

Vivian felt a little embarrassed when she sensed Ian's gaze.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Is there something wrong with me?

“That’s not true.” Ian shook his head.

"In fact, rather than saying something is wrong, isn't that part of your charm?"

“Vivian, you’re already beautiful—but now you’re even more radiant.”

Just as Ian had remarked, Vivian had changed out of the gray casual clothes she was wearing earlier.

Instead, more elaborate kimonos were worn.