The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

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"This is really great."

Ian breathed a sigh of relief—he was right.

Mashu is indeed the kind of person who lets down her guard once she gets to know someone.

In this case, even the absurd fact that the "monsters of Group A" do not understand these basic concepts can be selectively ignored.

Is this what they call pure natural?

but--

Nothing bad either.

If Mashu can help me understand all this, I will have to thank her very much.

After all, this is an action that affects future goals.

Just as Ian was organizing his thoughts, he suddenly felt his hand being pulled.

It was Mashu who grabbed his hand.

"Mashu, what are you doing?"

The girl blushed, but still said firmly:

"Senior Ian, it's too difficult to just explain the concepts!"

"Since you want to understand all of this, let's experience it most directly through a simulated battle!"

91. 'Monsters of Group A' are speedrunning in a simulated battle (-word chapter)

"Mock battle?"

This was another term he had never heard of before, and Ian couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned enough and had already explained his predicament to Mashu in detail.

So now, even if you encounter something you don’t understand at all, you can just ask.

"Mashu, what is a mock battle?"

"Hmm... it's a bit difficult to explain."

Mashu glanced at the time display in the aisle and suddenly exclaimed.

"Oops!"

"I've been busy looking for Fu Fu. If I don't hurry up, I'll miss the mock battle!"

"Eh, huh?"

Before Ian could react to what was happening, Mash grabbed his hand and started running.

As a result, the two of them walked hand in hand along the passage of Chaldea.

All the staff on the road were looking at them without exception.

It couldn't be blamed on their lack of manners - after all, Matthew looked so impatient that if you didn't know better you would think she was taking Ian to a half-price couple hotel.

After running for a long time, she finally stopped.

"that--"

Just as Mashu was about to speak, she noticed Ian's helpless look.

When she was wondering why this happened, she suddenly saw herself and Ian holding hands.

"Eh--!"

Mashu withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and then apologized with a red face.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it!"

"I just want to bring you here quickly. Otherwise, we won't be able to catch up with the opening time of the simulation battle!"

Looking at Mashu who kept bowing and apologizing to him, Ian felt like he was the one who took the initiative.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to reach out and put his hand against Mashu's head to stop her movements.

In the other party's astonished eyes, Ian said:

"Don't apologize, I know you didn't mean it."

"Senior Ian..."

Mashu smiled as her forehead was pressed against hers.

"Well...that's great."

"Fu Fu Fu? Fu Fu Fu (You still say you don't have any thoughts in that regard? You are such a sinful man)." Fu Fu's complaints came on time.

Ian gave Fu Fu an unpleasant look and decided not to bother with it for the time being.

“Mashu——”

He withdrew his hand from the girl's forehead.

"Is there a time limit for this simulated battle?"

"Yes!"

Mashu nodded very seriously.

"Because it is not simply to perform some basic calculations, but to thoroughly control the entire process to achieve an actual combat effect."

"This process will place a heavy burden on Chaldea's systems."

"so--"

"Only people like Ian who have the potential to become a Master can obtain the right to conduct mock battles at a specific time!"

Having said that, Mashu looked up at the time display above.

"Right now, there's probably still about an hour left."

"Uh……"

Ian hesitated for a while, and then said:

"Mashu, although this may be a bit shocking to you, but since there is still an hour left, there is no need to be so anxious just now, right?"

Mash shook her head.

"Senior, you can't understand it this way."

"In order to allow the Masters to achieve as much coordination as possible with the Servants, the simulation battle is set to be a very long process. It takes a full ten minutes just to load!"

"...Can't you confirm that it's not a configuration?"

"what?"

"Nothing!" Ian changed the subject. "Then Mashu, let's hurry up. It will be troublesome if we are too late later."

"OK, all right."

Ian followed Matthew through the door in front of him.

Behind it was a long, dark, straight corridor.

The girl's voice sounded from the front.

"Before we go in, let me explain to you what a 'Master' is."

“It’s not a complicated concept.”

"In Chaldea, the qualification to become a Master is measured by one's adaptability to spirit particle transfer."

"But you don't have to worry about not having that ability—"

"Because as long as the senior can come to Chaldea, it means that he is far superior to ordinary people in this aspect!"

"Chaldea was set up in Antarctica to protect people like you!"

“…Antarctica.”

Ian couldn't help but gasp.

Chaldea was able to open in a place like this, which meant it had some skills.

"Yes! So as long as we can stay here, we won't have to worry about the dangers outside affecting us!"

"Indeed... Who would be willing to go to Antarctica to cause trouble?" Ian couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

"Coming."

"Senior Ian, please hold my hand, otherwise I'm afraid you may not be able to adapt later."

"it is good."

Ian never does things in a shabby way.

He simply held Mashu's hand, causing her to blush.

The light is just ahead.

through.

Ian felt a buzzing sound in his ears.

Then, the scene before him gave him a slight Chaldean shock.

I saw that the surroundings were no longer the metallic walls as before, but had turned pure white.

Countless particles fluttered around the two people, spinning and rising, forming a circle like a light belt.

I have to say, this was indeed a scene that Ian had never expected.

"Senior, are you okay?" Mashu asked cautiously.

"It is said that nine out of ten people who see this scene for the first time will feel uncomfortable."

"well enough."

Ian looked at the band of light in front of him.

"I didn't feel any discomfort. If I had to say it, it was just a slight feeling that it didn't match the picture I imagined in my head."

In fact, a more specific statement should be something like the label on the instant noodle packaging bag: "The picture is for reference only, please refer to the actual product for all information."

But now it’s much more positive.

"That's great!" Mashu's voice sounded very happy.

Ian replied:

"Mashu, you are too kind. This kind of thing can make you so happy."

"Yes, really?"

Mashu felt a little embarrassed.

"Thank you for the compliment, Senior Ian."

"But now we have to hurry on."

"Next-"

Mash fiddled with something with her free hand.

Since Ian has not been assigned authority yet, she is the only one who can control this place.

"Then explain 'Heroic Spirit'!"