The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Yes, it is."

Ever since——

Amidst the violent vibrations, Mashu escorted her master, Fujimaru Ritsuka, in the already distant ideal city (Lord Camelot).

Fortunately, it was not until the two of them evacuated from the Round Table Fortress that the building, which had been eroded by wind and sand for a long time, collapsed and covered everything inside.

only--

Neither Ritsuka Fujimaru nor Mashu felt relieved at this moment for surviving the disaster.

Everything they had seen before echoed in their minds, and their expressions looked extremely confused.

"What does this mean..." Fujimaru Ritsuka muttered softly.

What the two of them didn't know was...

Deep within the ruins, the young man who had gifted Mashu the Noble Phantasm was standing there.

He looked at the King's Bench where light and shadow intertwined, and said softly:

"How long will this farce... continue?"

"Old King of Britain, can you tell me?"

807. Cat Merry's Happy Moment / The Wall of Holy Spears that Blocks Progress (4k)

At the same time that Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu escaped from the Round Table Fortress—

The evil dragon Fafnir also slowly descended from the air to the ground.

A fierce wind blew out from the dragon's wings, raising a huge wave of earth on the ground.

only……

Ian, standing at Athena's feet, had no intention of paying attention to Fafnir's landing at the moment.

His attention...

Completely focused on the scene before him.

"what is that?"

All that was reflected in the man's eyes was a pure white light.

To be precise, it should be a pure white wall of light.

It was like the battle between the evil dragon and the holy spear that day, blocking the way forward.

"..."

Bedivere came up. After the previous healing and rest, his condition was obviously much better than before.

Just looking at the holy white "wall" in front of him, which was so bright that it even reflected the sky, the young knight showed a confused look.

"What is this... I didn't see this when I came here."

"..."

Ian didn't doubt Bedivere's words.

After all, when the two were in Britain, although they were not close friends, they still had frequent contact due to political issues.

At the same time, he is also one of the rare knights who does not feel disgusted by his overly close relationship with Artoria.

But if you think about it carefully...

Bedivere's will is really strong.

Even the dragon Fafnir had to fly a whole day to reach this distance, but he actually crawled out with his own flesh and blood body.

Ian felt that the will contained in this was not simple.

"Pegasus, do you want to force your way through it?"

Athena's shoulder armor slowly rose and then split apart.

Several huge cannons stood there, all pointed at the wall of light before them. The raging flames from their muzzles seemed to foretell the future.

This mecha goddess from the distant universe will blow up everything in front of it until nothing is left.

however--

But at this moment, Meili suddenly said:

"I suggest you don't do that."

"It's better not to do this?"

Ian looked at the Flower Magician beside him—he knew she must have a reason for saying that.

And this is indeed the case.

"If I'm not mistaken..."

Mary first glanced at Ian, then looked up at the mecha goddess Athena not far away.

"His offerings to demons are entirely from you, right?"

"This also means... if He unleashes His full power, all the consequences will be borne by you."

"That might be a situation where even wringing your whole self out isn't enough."

"For my own personal benefit." Mary stretched out her hands, made a circle with one hand, and only extended an index finger with the other hand.

"I wouldn't want my master to do that."

"..."

Although Athena did not answer Meli, the flames of her artillery were obviously much smaller.

And His gaze also shifted very clearly to Ian.

Obviously, this means that it is up to him to decide - if he wants to bomb, Athena will open fire immediately, and if he doesn't want to bomb, Athena will stop immediately.

The man didn't hesitate.

He could hear the meaning behind Mary's words.

The wall of light before us is definitely not something that can be easily broken through!

"Let's stop for a moment—we've been going on like this all day."

"Rest well, make a good decision, and then consider the next step."

Ian's decision is still very convincing.

Even Bedivere, whom he had just met not long ago, had no influence on his decision.

However, the young knight suddenly asked a question at this time:

"Speaking of which-"

"This machine called Athena... is it yours?"

"Uh……"

Ian's expression became a little complicated.

"I shouldn't say whether it's mine or not, but at least I have a certain relationship with Him."

"That……"

Bedivere's tone became much more serious.

"Can I talk to Him for a while? If I were to ask Him this alone, He might not agree, but if Lord Ian could help introduce me, that should be fine, right?"

"..."

Although he didn't know what Bedivere was planning to do, Ian understood that everyone had their own secrets and he shouldn't ask about them casually.

Besides——

Bedivere would never harm himself.

After thinking for a moment, Ian nodded.

"I understand."

"Athena, Bedivere wants to talk to you—"

With Ian's "introduction", Athena was naturally more willing to meet strangers.

At the same time, Black Jeanne and Jeanne started making a fuss on the other side where Fafnir was.

The child named Lily, who looked somewhat similar to them, seemed to wake up.

Black Joan of Arc seemed to be in a panic, while Joan of Arc looked at her sister with a smile.

"Stop laughing!"

"But it's very interesting."

“Even if it’s fun, you can’t laugh!”

"Well...that won't do."

Just when Ian's nervous mood was slightly relaxed because of his sisters, he suddenly felt a pair of hands hugging him from behind.

Obviously, no one except Mary could do such a thing.

She came prepared.

But Ian didn't mind her doing what she liked so much - after all, Mary had done quite a lot along the way.

The fact that she helped rescue Bedivere was enough for Ian to praise her.

"what happened?"

"..."

Mary did not answer her master immediately, but instead held his hand and acted even more "excessively" coquettishly.

A breath that was completely out of tune with the night air blew past the man's ear.

That was Mary's pampering.

"Owner……"

"Isn't it time?"

"..."

Everything went so smoothly, without a single pause. Ian sighed.

This guy...

"I see."

I have to say that Mary's habits are really changing towards that of a "cat" in every sense.

Ian looked at her in front of him, his expression becoming more and more confused.

Come to think of it, the cat girl Atalanta's tongue doesn't seem to have such barbs, right?

And this look... looks no different from a real cat - is this guy really trying to figure out how to turn into a cat?!

A cold wind blew.

Mary looked at her master, her eyes becoming more and more cat-like and cute.

The two of them clasped their hands together—

The sand was blown away gently, and the coldness in it completely disappeared.

The sounds of the gathering were a little quieter.

Mary paused for a moment, but she, who should have been extremely happy, looked at the man in front of her with a calm voice, and said the most self-indulgent words without any psychological burden.

"It's been a long time since we've been alone together like this—I have to make it up to you today."

"..."

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

Ian took a deep breath, and then carried Mary to a higher place in a princess-like manner.