The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Eh?"

Olga Marie blinked, her amber eyes undoubtedly showing her surprise at the moment.

"How do you know this?"

"It's complicated to explain," Ian said slowly, "but you can tentatively understand that it was Mordred who helped—they happened to be from the same era, so they were cleverly connected."

If you think about this explanation carefully, you will find that there is something wrong.

But Olga Marie never doubted Ian.

"I understand—I'll also try to find information about Galahad. If I find anything, I'll let you know as soon as possible."

"..."

"What are you looking at?" Olga Marie pinched Ian's hand. "It feels like you're looking down on me."

"I don't despise you—"

Ian smiled and held Olga Marie's hand that was pinching him.

“I just feel that the director has indeed changed a lot.”

"Well, she's completely different from when we first met—she's almost like a secretary. I like her more and more."

"you……"

Olga Marie felt a little embarrassed after being praised like this.

"No way... I'm still the same me!"

"Hey, but didn't you just say that you're dead because you're a coward?"

"you……"

"Hateful!" Olga Marie threw herself into Ian's arms. "Really? Stop teasing me like this every time! Can't you just praise me properly?"

"But I really think this kind of director is very likable."

"..."

"Really?" Olga Marie raised her head and asked cautiously.

"real."

"Then..." Olga Marie looked around and confirmed that Da Vinci was not looking at her and Ian before continuing, "You seemed to have mentioned a secretary or something just now - do you like girls wearing this kind of uniform?"

"If that's the case..."

Olga Marie's voice trailed off.

"Next time... I can wear that to see you at the office... I just happen to have something like this - it really just happens!"

"..."

"Why aren't you talking again? I've already taken the initiative!"

"I'm just a little shocked—" Ian leaned close to Olga Marie's ear and made a more in-depth request, "How about this—Director, can you do it?"

"Yes...if you want me to do it, I can definitely do it."

"I said the director is very suitable to be a secretary."

"you……"

Olga Marie couldn't refute this statement at all.

Because even she herself felt that being Ian's secretary was really good - close to him, with every reason to stick to him, and able to be dragged along by him anytime, anywhere...

cough cough.

Olga Marie found herself somewhat addicted to this proactive feeling.

Loving someone without any scruples, this is what it feels like...

No.

Can't think about it anymore.

What if I can't help but kneel down in front of him later... Leonardo da Vinci is still right next to me.

But this guy doesn't seem to want to let me go...

He is...

but--

Before the two of them could be affectionate for a moment.

An unexpected "accident" also happened at this moment.

Da Vinci looked up at the clock on the wall and suddenly began to count down very mysteriously.

"three--"

Ian had no idea what was going on.

"two--"

Ian felt that something was wrong.

"one--"

Ian was aware of the sound of running down the corridor.

"arrive--"

As soon as Da Vinci finished speaking, a loud noise came from outside.

“It can’t be wrong, it can’t be wrong…! Ugh… Ahhhhh! Dark Sky Bow, go!!”

Boom!

In an instant, a big hole was knocked out of the wall of the room.

"Oh my... Another appearance like this." Da Vinci said helplessly, "How did these two people get together and end up like this..."

"..."

Unlike Leonardo da Vinci's slightly complaining tone, Olga Marie said nothing.

But it wasn't that she didn't want to say anything, she was just simply scared.

At the moment of the collision, the already nervous young director was triggered by the instinct to "save face" - that is, he "bounced" away from the man in an instant.

But the problem is...

Before she bounced away, the man had already stuck in the blind spot of vision and did something that could only be done in the blind spot of vision.

Such intense exercise naturally brings a series of consequences.

for example……

Something that shouldn't have fallen fell down - it was the mysterious equipment that Olga Marie had replaced with as a substitute to facilitate serving Ian.

Now, it appears on the ground so magnificently.

"!"

Olga Marie blushed immediately.

She didn't care that she was in a dangerous situation. She just reached out and stuffed the thing that could potentially kill her back into her pocket.

Then she looked at Ian very nervously.

fine……

He didn't notice anything.

Ian really didn't notice anything - because his attention was completely drawn to Atalanta and Jack the Ripper who "broke" in front of him.

"No, you are..."

Just like the man was surprised at this moment.

Atalanta, who was summoned to Chaldea as a Berserker, now had a black collar and reins around her neck.

And the one who caught it was none other than the little loli Jack the Ripper, who was the Assassin.

What is this doing?

Why is this happening?

The smoke and dust completely subsided.

Jack the Ripper saw Ian immediately and shouted;

"father!"

Brush it.

She, who was of the Assassin class, came to Ian as if she had teleported, and then took his hand.

"Dad—see you."

"..."

Looking at Jack the Ripper's dependent look, Ian couldn't help but soften his heart.

Although this is not her nominal child, her life story is so pitiful - a concept composed of countless children who have not yet come into this world.

"Yeah, I met Jack."

Ian bent down, picked up Jack the Ripper, and then kissed her gently on the cheek.

It can be gentle, but it must be serious at all.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you doing this with Sister Atalanta? This is not a good behavior."

"Really..." Jack the Ripper nodded, "I'm sorry, Dad."

"It's all my fault."

"Is this just your problem?" Ian frowned slightly. "Jack, what do you mean?"

"because--"

"I was the one who said it was boring." Jack the Ripper looked at Atalanta who was walking towards Olga Marie step by step for some unknown reason.

"Then Sister Atalanta came over and said she could play with me."

"She said...I'm a little kid, and my father's little kid, so I'm qualified to ride her around Chaldea."

"then……"

Jack the Ripper didn't dare say anything more.

She already regarded Ian as her father and was afraid of making this man angry.

"..."

Ian knew it was true.

He had already realized Atalanta's love for children during the Hundred Years' War with the Evil Dragon - in order to save the children, she was willing to dedicate her own loyalty to Ian.

Not to mention, with the help of Tamamonomae, he had tamed her completely, and she was the perfect pet girl.

Even when summoned as a Berserker, this was etched into her heart like DNA.

Finally, we have the current scene.

"I see."

Ian sighed.

"Although it's not your fault, you can't bully Sister Atalanta like this - she really treats you well."

"Da Vinci." The man looked at the large hole and said helplessly, "Will it be difficult to repair in this situation?"

"If so, I'll get others to help you."

"Dear Ian, that's not the case."

Leonardo da Vinci answered very clearly and without any hesitation.

"This kind of repair is instantaneous for me - but I just think it's a bit cumbersome to do it over and over again."

"look……"