The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

But for some reason, Mashu felt that what Fujimaru Ritsuka said did have this feeling in some way.

The thirteen benches symbolize the thirteen knights.

but……

Why do you do that?

Just when Mashu was puzzled, the Noble Phantasm in her hand, named the already distant ideal city (Lord Camelot), shone again.

It was a light very similar to the previous one. Although it was dazzling, it was not offensive.

"..."

"..."

Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mashu looked at each other, and then reached an idea almost at the same time.

"Mashu...is this telling us to look around?"

"I think so..."

"Then..." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked around, "Shall we look for it again?"

"it is good!"

Ever since——

The girls checked along both sides of the round table, one on the left and one on the right.

This is not an easy process.

After all, the huge area of the round table is just there - it is not an easy task to check it thoroughly.

But it seemed as if it was intentionally guiding the actions of Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu.

The two girls soon discovered a pattern that seemed a little off.

As they drew closer to the head of the Round Table, the shield in Mash's hand, bearing the name of the distant ideal city (Lord Camelot), began to shine brighter.

"..."

"..."

Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mashu looked at each other, and then without any words, they ran towards the most eye-catching bench in the round table meeting.

as predicted.

As the two arrived, the light of the already distant ideal city (Lord Camelot) reached its maximum brightness.

"This……"

Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned slightly, as if he realized something.

She reached out and gently wiped away the yellow sand on the tallest bench, sweeping it to the ground on both sides.

In this way——

The girls saw more.

only……

It is still a rather puzzling existence.

Because, they were several extremely strong chains.

I saw that the bench, which was once covered tightly by yellow sand, was now tied with chains in the shape of an "X". They were motionless, and it looked as if they were going to lock the bench here.

"This……"

Although he had obtained new information, looking at everything in front of him, Fujimaru Ritsuka fell into deeper confusion.

“Mashu——”

"Why are there chains like this here?"

"..."

Mashu did not answer Fujimaru Ritsuka's doubts immediately, but slowly walked to the other end, and then looked at the entire round table meeting scene.

Finally, she asked softly:

"Ritsuka."

"Do you... feel that that seat should be where King Arthur himself sits?"

"King Arthur himself sat there?"

Mashu's conclusion surprised Fujimaru Ritsuka.

However, her first reaction was not to doubt her best friend's thoughts, but to want to know how she understood this matter.

"How did you know that, Mash?"

"because--"

The round table meeting was reflected in the pink-haired girl's eyes.

"That bench with a backrest is the most prominent position on the entire round table—and it's much higher than the other benches."

"I think……"

"This shouldn't be meaningless, right?"

"..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly ran to Mashu's side and confirmed what she said - the bench with a backrest that could make the already distant ideal city (Lord Camelot) shine was indeed particularly outstanding among the benches.

What she said makes sense!

But this obviously brings more problems.

"Then if it's the king's bench, why is it chained?"

"I don't know either..."

Mashu bit her lip.

"But I think... we might need to confirm whether this is also the case with other benches."

"Makes sense!"

The two of them took action again.

At the same time, new information emerged.

As the two of them gently brushed away the yellow sand on the round table as they had just done, a deeper picture emerged.

I saw that many benches were in the same condition as the King's bench - they were tightly bound with chains in the shape of an "X".

Only the second position on the left and some positions on the right do not have this phenomenon.

"This……"

The investigation not only failed to clarify the previous doubts, but instead brought more doubts to Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu.

Far from being a minority, benches bound by chains have become the mainstream.

What exactly does this mean?

Fujimaru Ritsuka really couldn't understand it this time.

Mashu looked at all this with a thoughtful expression.

She glanced at every chair with shackles, and then looked at her huge cross shield.

"The already distant ideal city (Lord Camelot)... Can you give me some more guidance?"

"Eh……"

Ritsuka Fujimaru never expected that Mashu would talk to her shield.

If someone who doesn't understand sees this scene, they might think that there is something wrong with her.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka knew that this shield had indeed played an unexpected role several times.

However, neither she nor Mashu herself was sure whether such prayers would be effective.

Apart from……

When it actually reacts.

As Mashu finished her prayer, the distant ideal city (Lord Camelot) actually shone with a different light.

Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mashu looked at each other and then nodded.

They walked around the table again.

But this time, the already distant ideal city (Lord Camelot) gave a completely different response from before.

When it reached the bench where the symbolic king sat, it no longer emitted the same light as before, but instead completely dimmed;

And when walking towards the most "intimate" position on its right, it suddenly shines again.

But when they came to the next bench which also had shackles on it, the light that had originally entered the girls' eyes suddenly disappeared.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the place without shackles.

The already distant ideal city (Lord Camelot) always keeps shining before them.

"..."

"..."

Looking at this situation, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu fell into deep thought.

They knew that this was no accident - there had to be some pattern behind it.

This time, it was Fujimaru Ritsuka's turn to break the silence.

She had been thinking for a long time, and even her tone was no longer so energetic.

"Mashu... I think these shackles have a special meaning."

"Yes." Mashu nodded. "That's true—but what do they represent?"

"absent."

Fujimaru Ritsuka said very seriously.

"Shackles mean I can't take a seat. Does that mean this time, my memories can't reach me?"

"This……"

Mashu looked at the highest, empty throne that was shackled.

"Isn't that..."

"Yes." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded. "Because we haven't reached it, the already distant ideal city (Lord Camelot) won't shine."

"And where there's light, it means the knight has arrived."

"Eh?"

"In that case..." Mashu looked at the bench closest to the King's Bench and to its right, "Why is it shining even though there are shackles there?"

"Well..." Fujimaru Ritsuka bit his lip, "I'm not really sure."

“But I think—maybe he arrived but didn’t attend the round table?”

"Why is this happening?"

"I don't know—but I think that's what they should symbolize."

Mashu wanted to ask more questions, but an accident happened at this moment.

The Round Table Fortress, which had been relatively stable, suddenly began to shake.

Countless yellow sands began to flow from the sky above the conference site to the ground below like flowing water.

No matter how slow-witted one is, seeing such a scene, one should understand what is happening - the Round Table Fortress is about to collapse!

"Matthew."

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath.

At this moment, for some reason, her mind was full of Ian - this made her calm down a lot.

"Whether that's the case or not, I think we should get going."