The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"..."

Ian stared silently at the weapon in the hall of Atlas Academy that was almost indistinguishable from the Rhongomyniad, a hint of confusion on his face.

"Do not."

"It will definitely help—" the man responded to the girl's question, "and to be honest, it should be the key to solving the problem."

"Eh?"

"Are you so sure?"

Helena supported her hips with her hands, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Ian in confusion.

"Do you have any basis for this? I can't believe anything without any basis!"

"Of course -"

In the next few minutes, Ian told Helena and Grey everything he knew about the Rhongomyniad almost verbatim.

"This……"

Helena covered her head.

Obviously, she couldn't accept this ridiculous thing for a while.

"no?!"

"Are you saying that this weapon and the thing blocking our progress are actually the same thing?"

"..."

Ian nodded, then shook his head.

"It can be said to be 'the same', but it can also be said not to be 'the same'."

"after all--"

The man's gaze fell on the "other" gleaming Rhongomyniad.

"They really don't look any different."

"I think if it can really be put into use, it will definitely be the key to a breakthrough."

"..."

Helena crossed her arms and thought.

She didn't doubt Ian's words because she knew he had no reason to lie to her or deliberately make up stories.

"Doesn't this seem very strange?"

The girl who was well versed in Theosophy said so.

"They clearly wanted to use the Rhongomyniad to stop us, but now they've left something so similar outside. What's their purpose?"

"..."

What Helena thought was also what Ian thought.

He also didn't understand why something that was almost identical to the Rhongomyniad appeared before him.

Plus the mysterious woman I met not long ago.

The unspeakable doubts at this moment were like a poisonous snake entangling its prey, entangled and spinning in the man's heart.

"that--"

Gray, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised her hand at this moment.

"I have an idea……"

"what idea!"

Helena was even more excited than Ian.

It can be seen that she is the kind of person who will feel uncomfortable if she doesn't figure out what happened.

"Tell me now!"

"that is--"

Gray looked at the other Rhongomyniad, which was still in the center of the hall and had a somewhat ancient hue.

"Could this be a solution someone left for us?"

"How to break the situation...?"

"Gray, what do you mean?" the man asked.

"that is……"

Gray raised her head and looked towards the roof of Atlas Court.

I saw that it was already full of holes, and some moonlight leaked out from the cracks and slowly fell to the ground.

"I wonder, since the Atlas Courtyard is already so dilapidated, how could they place something so valuable—at least relatively valuable at the moment—here?"

The girl turned around and looked in the direction where the three people came in.

I saw that the wind and sand had covered some of the footprints, but they could still be vaguely distinguished.

"Isn't the person who did this afraid that it will be taken away by someone else he doesn't know?"

"..."

What Gray said does make sense.

Putting aside the fact that the Rhongomyniad itself was an out-of-specification object, the sight of it lying quietly here was already attractive enough.

unless……

Is there any way to ensure that this Rhongomyniad, the Spear that Shines in the End, will not be taken away by others!

Wait a minute, if that's the case...

Ian looked up at the Rhongomyniad, the spear that shines at the end, in front of him.

Under the gaze of Helena and Grey, the man walked forward step by step until the gun stopped right in front of him.

got it!

The thing that can break through the Holy Spear Wall is right here!

however--

Just as the man's fingers touched the body of another spear shining in the end (Rhongomyniad), a blue light splashed out from the inside of the spear like a trapped being triggered, violently releasing some unnamed substance.

Fortunately, Ian was quick-eyed and quick-handed. When the unnamed substance was about to touch him, he dodged at an extremely fast speed and avoided this "attack".

only--

Although the man dodged, the building wreckage behind him was not so "lucky".

The moment that unnamed position touched it, it showed what the consequences would be if it had not dodged it.

Corroded...

To be precise, it should be the annexation of "existence".

Ian couldn't even remember what the wreckage looked like.

This is...what a powerful "annihilation"?

"..."

Seeing this scene, Helena had a few drops of cold sweat on her forehead.

Her throat was moving slightly, and she said as if she had just survived a disaster:

"Luckily I didn't touch it yesterday...otherwise it would have been over."

"Thank you so much, Gray."

"You held back," Gray replied to Helena with a smile. "You clearly wanted to study this so badly, didn't you?"

"That's for sure!"

Helena patted her chest—even though she didn't actually have any breasts.

"Even though I'm a Servant now, it doesn't mean I don't enjoy studying this kind of thing!"

"But...it's better not to touch something this dangerous!"

“Indeed.”

While answering Helena, Grey quietly walked to Ian's side.

The girl patted the man's shoulder as obediently and cautiously as a rabbit and asked softly:

"Mr. Ian, are you okay?"

"fine."

Ian replied quickly.

Such scenes were nothing new to him - repairing a singularity was a matter of life and death.

"That's good."

Gray was visibly relieved, but soon, she tensed up again.

"Mr. Ian, you seem to have thought of something, right?"

"Gray, your observation skills are really excellent."

Ian took the girl's hand and, with a slightly shy look in her eyes, held her in his arms.

"..."

Gray, who was already not calm, felt even more uneasy now.

A shy blush spread across her cheeks at an instantaneous speed.

but--

The girl did not resist the man's actions, but instead cooperated and "melted" into his arms.

If it's Ian... then there's no problem.

Everyone in Chaldea does this, and I must be no exception.

But it's still a little hard to accept being outdoors...

If possible, it would be better to stay indoors.

It would be better if it was a study——

It must feel better, right?

Just as Gray was rarely lost in thought, the man's voice floated into her ears.

only……

That was something different from what Gray was thinking at the moment.

The man asked:

"Grey."

"Do you still remember the magic costume from before?"

"Eh?"

The man's words sobered the girl up a little.

She quickly understood that the "magic suit" in Ian's words referred to her weapon that could transform into several postures.

"Of course I remember—"

"This is what I use to protect Helena!"

The Master protects his Servant in return?

It sounds like something that couldn't be stranger.

But in Gray's case, she did it - especially when faced with the large influx of mummies.

Dead things should die there peacefully!