The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Ian stopped Matthew's hand.

"Will the simulated battle have any impact on the participants' bodies?"

"Affects on the body?"

Mashu blinked her beautiful eyes.

"Yes, of course."

"Senior, have you forgotten? When I first came in, I reminded you that many people would feel a little uncomfortable when they participated in the simulated battle for the first time!"

"That--"

Ian's expression turned a little serious.

"Has anyone explained the cause of this discomfort?"

"This……"

This is another question that I had never thought of.

The way Matthew looked at Ian gradually became different.

She could feel that the other person was thinking about a lot of things, but she had no idea.

After hesitating for a while, the girl asked cautiously:

"Senior, do you feel something is wrong?"

"if it is like this--"

"Can you tell me?"

"..."

Ian turned around and looked at Matthew beside him.

Although she had said before that she didn't feel any discomfort, she still held her hands tightly, afraid that something might go wrong.

What an overly kind person.

Mashu felt a little embarrassed by being looked at - she began to wonder if what she had just said had displeased Ian in some way.

However, this concern did not last long.

Because Ian in front of him quickly said:

"Mashu, can I trust you?"

"of course can!"

"That--"

"You have to keep the things I'm going to say secret for me."

"Ok!"

Seeing the girl's serious promise, Ian began to have doubts.

He told her directly everything he felt from the simulated battle.

"This……"

Mash's lips parted slightly.

It was obvious that she was once again caught up in the shock created by Ian.

But there was one thing she was now 100% sure of.

"Senior, why didn't you say it earlier?!"

"This is worse than discomfort!"

"If anything happens to you, it will be a huge loss for Chaldea!"

"No! I will stop the mock battle now and take you for a check-up!"

Just as Matthew was about to take action, Ian grabbed her hands on the left and right.

"Senior, what are you doing?!"

"Listen Mashu, I'm fine, so there's no need to stop the mock battle."

“I just want to figure out why this happened.”

"so--"

Ian, who was behind Mashu, leaned close to her ear and said expressionlessly:

"Don't contradict me, okay?"

"Eh?!"

It was the first time that Mashu felt Ian's unyielding attitude.

It feels very oppressive, but at the same time, there is also a feeling that "as long as you obey, you will be safe."

She blushed, but finally nodded.

"Well...I see."

"Very good, this way no one will be embarrassed."

Ian let go of Mashu's hands and looked once again at the place where the "Servants" were fighting in front of him.

"Now, please help me get back to the way I was when I made the choice."

"Ok!"

Mashu once again used her authority to control the simulation battle system.

Three beams of light reappeared in front of Ian.

of course.

His only target was the one where Altria was.

Since you are the "thing that is tied", then you should find a way to get the thing on the other end of the rope out!

Ian knew he was not a good person.

Anyway, no matter how bad the situation is, Chaldea will back him up.

Then there is nothing to be afraid of.

Ian focused all his attention.

He once again felt the feeling of his blood boiling.

next moment.

There was a feeling coming up the "rope".

and many more.

This feeling--

How come he looks a bit like Morgan?!

93. The Second Swordsman (Saber), Mordred (-word chapter)

As the person who has the most contact in simulated memory.

Ian was fully aware of the feeling Morgan gave him.

What just came from the other end of the "rope" was definitely the "message" from Morgan.

but--

It would be unfair to say it was Morgan alone.

A more accurate description would be that it is "closely related to her, but not her herself".

Only one step is left to pull the other end of the "rope" to your side.

before this--

One more thing needs to be confirmed.

Ian looked at Matthew beside him.

There is no doubt that the memories brought about by simulation are indeed real.

But this does not mean that it is valid in the world where Chaldea exists.

Therefore, it is necessary to make the greatest possible confirmation before taking final action.

"Matthew."

While maintaining the status quo, Ian asked the girl beside him:

"How does the story of King Arthur end?"

"Eh?"

Although she didn't understand why Ian suddenly asked this, Mashu still answered very seriously:

"Hmm... According to the knowledge I have come across, she should have died by the lake where she once obtained the holy sword."

"After her death, her grave was moved to the royal cemetery."

"..."

Ian's eyes flickered - what Matthew said was consistent with the memories obtained in the simulation.

Out of caution, he asked one more question.

"That--"

"Was it Morgan who moved her grave to the royal cemetery?"

"Yes, that's right." Matthew nodded. "It was indeed Morgan, who received the throne from King Arthur, who ordered her grave to be moved back to the royal cemetery."

"But before that, it was said that the two had a deep conflict over certain things."

"I don't know who is able to resolve this contradiction..."

"Cough cough."

Ian coughed a few times.

This topic should not be lingered on for long.

"By the way, Mashu, why do you know so much about it? Normally, you should only have a rough idea, right?!"

"This one……"

Mashu looked a little embarrassed, but continued to explain:

"Because I am actually one of the candidates for the Master."

"So I did learn about this aspect, but now it seems a bit redundant."

"..."

Seeing Matthew lower her head, Ian hesitated for a moment, then reached out and touched her head.

"Mashu, you can't be so unconfident."

"Didn't you say that those who can come to Chaldea are one in a million?"

"So--"

"You won't be that bad, will you?"

"Eh?"

Hearing Ian's words, a hint of gratitude flashed in Mashu's eyes, but soon she became a little frustrated.

"But I am..."

"What is it?" Ian couldn't help but ask.

"No, it's nothing!"

Mash shook her head.