The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"In that case—if that girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka is still in the United Kingdom, she will definitely hear it!"

"Is this okay? Won't Edison be mad?"

"Who cares if he's angry or not!" Helena looked directly at the man in front of her. "I just want to express my gratitude to you - thank you for fighting for me to have the opportunity to speak in front of Edison and Tesla."

"I should be the one to express this gratitude."

Ian's hand gently stroked Helena's hair.

"You gave us the reason to convince Edison."

"It doesn't matter what happens!" Helena said, looking very motivated. "Anyway, let's find that girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka first!"

"okay."

Ever since——

With Helena's help, Ian was able to use the United Kingdom's helicopters and began to announce the news of the search for Fujimaru Ritsuka throughout the country.

It was a grand scene.

The helicopters connected into a thread, forming an arrow-like forward movement in the air.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka——"

"Fujimaru Ritsuka——"

"Please contact Chaldea immediately after hearing this message. Your companions are very worried about you—"

"..."

"Tsk."

On a tall building somewhere, Lion-headed President Edison looked at the helicopters being driven out by Helena, and his expression looked quite unhappy.

"That's a huge expense—that guy, doesn't he know how to save money a little?"

"There's no point in saving money," said Tesla beside him. "This world is destined to be repaired anyway."

"Do you really have to bring this up?"

Edison looked at his "mortal enemy" beside him, his tone sounding very unhappy, as if he would take out lightning and fight him again in the next moment.

In comparison, Tesla's response was relatively calm.

He laughed heartily. "It's no use taking it out on me now—you're the one who admitted all this. Even if you regret it now, it's too late."

"..."

Edison was speechless after being defended. If he hadn't known that he and Tesla were equally matched, he would probably have started fighting with him again.

"Oh, I accept it." The Lion Head President sighed.

"I just want to know if they can really reach a level that I haven't reached yet."

"If I could witness something like that, I would die without regrets."

"Heh." Tesla sneered, "Now you remember that you are a scientist?"

"I've always been—"

Edison's eyes were firm.

"But before that, I have to be the president of the United Kingdom."

“…That’s not really wrong.”

"Science has no nationality, but scientists do." Tesla raised his head and looked at the group of helicopters flying overhead.

"However, I think Ian is trustworthy - I hope you can understand that too."

The conversation between scientists on the high-rise building did not attract much attention.

After all, almost everyone's attention was focused on the helicopter in the sky.

It's just...

Although the momentum was indeed huge, Ian also knew that the effect of doing so would be minimal.

It’s not that Ritsuka Fujimaru couldn’t find himself there, it’s simply that he had no connection.

but--

Although Fujimaru Ritsuka did not return, the other two harem combat teams that were used as mercenaries by the United Kingdom did return one after another.

The first to arrive were Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji.

This is an army consisting of only two of them, but judging by their performance, there seems to be no problem.

The next to arrive was the coalition forces of Nero, Modred, and Gareth.

As in the previous case, their condition also looks pretty good.

But if you think about it carefully, it’s not a strange thing.

After all, Maeve, the core of the entire war, has been completely eliminated, so the remaining two parts are naturally not a difficult task.

But Ian was no spoilsport.

This was definitely a great success of the collective effort, and he couldn't just take it lightly.

"Helena, can you help arrange a place to rest and food?"

"I want to... have a good chat with them."

"Row!"

With Helena's arrangements, Ian once again had a place to rest and enough food to be called a feast.

But no matter who it is, everyone knows that the focus of this banquet is not this at all!

Snap!

Nero closed the door of the room mercilessly.

“Mmmmm!”

The young Roman emperor supported herself with her hands, then proudly took credit for it to Ian.

"Teacher, my husband, I really shined in this battle!"

"Show off?"

"Hmm!" Nero transformed into his weapon, the Primordial Fire (Aestus estus).

It was originally a huge red sword, but because Nero appeared in front of Ian in the form of a bride, it turned white.

"I have used this weapon to kill countless Celtic soldiers!"

"Hmm~ It's no exaggeration to say that it was a swift and decisive move!"

"Is it so powerful—" Ian looked at Modred and Gareth beside Nero.

It wasn't that he didn't trust his students, but he just wanted to hear a more realistic picture.

And Mordred seemed to have realized this and quickly responded.

Her tone was full of admiration for Nero.

"Nero is indeed impressive—even though he's wearing a wedding dress, he's still quite agile, and his swordsmanship is above average. Is this what an emperor is?"

"Hmm~"

Nero seemed even more proud after being praised by Mordred.

However, she did not forget to share this glory with Ian - or it would be better to say vanity.

The young emperor came to Ian, took his hand, and then, as if to declare her sovereignty, she clamped his arm against her chest.

"This is what my teacher taught me!"

"I only got this opportunity because I drank what the teacher gave me!"

"Hmm! This must be a fine wine containing wisdom!"

"Don't listen!"

Gareth quickly reached out and covered Mordred's ears.

Helena showed some unpleasant expressions.

As a master of Theosophy, she had already conjured up a rather bad picture.

"So that's how it is... Drinking that stuff can make you stronger... That sounds incredible."

"It's not impossible."

Nightingale, who had remained silent all this time, came out, and then, imitating Nero, took Ian's arm and took the oath in the same way as her.

Then, as if to prove that she had not lost to Nero, she continued.

"After all, I've tried this kind of wine before—it really feels like something that can give people a certain sense of pleasure."

"Hmm?!"

Nero popped his head out from the other side.

"What do you mean?! How could my teacher let you taste something like that?! That's a treasure from my treasury. Are you dreaming?"

"But it is what it is."

Nightingale licked her lips, as if recalling something.

Her originally emotionless expression began to turn red - that was the look only Ian could make her look like.

Nightingale called this change Ian's severe dependence.

"If you don't believe it—"

"You can ask Helena, she's an eyewitness."

"Hmm?!!! There's actually a witness?!"

Nero's gaze quickly shifted from Nightingale to Helena.

She couldn't believe that her teacher would be willing to share this kind of thing with the nurse with facial paralysis!

"Helena, is this really true?!"

"..."

Under normal circumstances, Helena would probably simply avoid having to answer such a question.

She didn't want to discuss with such relish whether Nightingale had drunk Ian's milk or how much she had drunk.

but--

Helena also remembered what she had promised Nightingale.

"When fighting for Ian in the future, you must stand on her side."

"When it's done—we can share Ian."

If you think about it this way...

It seems that I really can't continue to act like a cowardly lizard in this situation.

"Yes, yes!" Helena straightened her back to increase the impact of her words.

"Although it sounds incredible, it's all true."

“That night, I really saw Nightingale guzzling wine—even if you don’t believe it, it’s true!”

Helena's words were like a depth bomb, causing a powerful shock among the girls.

Mordred couldn't help it this time.

She removed her sister Gareth's hands from her ears, then turned back and spoke in a very serious tone:

"Sister Gareth, what Nero just mentioned is..."

"Don't ask that!" Gareth's face was already red.

"Just tell me!" Mordred said coquettishly.

She wasn't usually like this - this was only a side of her that she showed around her siblings like Gareth.

"If you don't tell me, I'll be even more curious."