The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Um……"

The boy frowned slightly, then looked at his father and responded.

"It's something that can make all wishes come true."

"A man in a tall hat told me that."

827. Joan of Arc: Brother, Welcome Back / The Farewell of the Knights of the Round Table (4k)

"..."

Ian originally thought that the matter would end here.

But after hearing Galahad's words, the man realized that the situation might not be as simple as he imagined.

"Galahad, what do you mean? Can you explain it in more detail?"

"..."

"It turns out there are things my father doesn't know, too."

Galahad nodded thoughtfully, then continued.

"The Holy Grail is something that can fulfill all wishes."

"In order to meet Mordred, it's only natural to search for the Holy Grail, right?"

"only--"

At this point, Galahad's voice became a little heavier.

"This process is not as simple as I thought—there are many people vying for the Holy Grail."

"Gradually, I realized that the Holy Grail wasn't supposed to be a thing of fame and fortune."

"We are using the Holy Grail as a tool to grant wishes without permission—is this really justified?"

"I was troubled by questions like this until I finally met that man, the man who called himself Leif."

"..."

Ian did not respond to Galahad's words.

Just the name "Rafe" was enough to make the man's heart beat faster at this moment.

The peace in the United States almost made the man forget his existence.

It seems that not all singularities will be visited by Leif in person, and the singularity in Jerusalem is not one of the ones he chose.

"So you got your answer from Leif?"

Ian asked this as he looked at Galahad, the offspring of himself and Merry.

"It was about how to use the Holy Grail, and then created this opportunity to resurrect Mordred, right?"

Ian's speculation is obviously the most reasonable explanation at present.

But Galahad shook his head when he heard this.

"Do not."

"I still didn't get an answer from anyone until the end."

"What exactly is the Holy Grail? How can we use it? Is it a reasonable way to fulfill wishes?"

"I haven't gotten any answers to any of these questions from anyone—it's as if they never existed in the first place."

"This……"

Looking at Galahad's truth-seeking appearance, Ian realized that his attitude towards this descendant was a little inappropriate.

"In that case, you and that man named Leif didn't have any further contact after that meeting?"

"Yes, Father."

Galahad nodded, confirming Ian's statement.

"I could sense that he and I were not the same kind of people—or rather, that everyone in the world was not the same kind of people as me."

"The answers I was seeking meant nothing to them."

"For example, right now—"

Galahad's gaze swept over everyone present, including the Chaldean forces on the other side of the screen.

"Actually, I know you don't care about the answer to this question. What Mordred did in the past is also unimportant to you."

"but……"

The boy smiled faintly.

"Deep down in your hearts, you all share the same idea—that is, you must protect Mordred."

"In that case, everything she did is worthy of forgiveness. After all, when most people think something is right, even if its essence may not be so correct, it should still be right."

"After all, only wishes that are recognized by everyone can be called wishes."

"At this moment, I have finally gotten the answer I wanted."

"Father--"

Galahad reached out to Ian's living hand, but his hand had already begun to turn into particles and dissipate.

"Even though this is only the first time we've met—I feel like you've been with me for a long time."

“Is this also a kind of fate?”

"Nothing."

Ian held Galahad's hand, which was about to disappear, and watched it gradually disappear in his hand like quicksand.

"There's no such thing as fate—it's just that we're a family."

"..."

The boy's smile grew even brighter.

"I see."

"I have fully understood the meaning of my pursuit."

"Then it's time to say goodbye."

"Please say hello to my mother, whom I didn't get to meet, and please continue to take good care of the girl named Mashu as you did before."

"She... did make me feel sad."

"I will."

Ian said without hesitation.

"I will take better care of her than before."

"Really? That's great."

The sound stopped abruptly, and the tomb that was once used to resurrect Mordred began to shake again.

Only this time...

It seems that because of Galahad's departure, the entire tomb has lost its original magical support.

I could still feel it trying its best to maintain its final integrity so that everyone could escape.

Yes--

This is Galahad's will.

He never wanted to hurt anyone, all he wanted was answers to his questions.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

"time to go--"

Ian said this while looking at the three girls on the other side of the screen.

"When I return to Chaldea—I'll have a proper discussion with you about this matter."

"Well, go ahead." Nero was the first to respond to his teacher.

"You have to come back early—you can't let your lovely wife wait for you."

"Pig, you must keep your word!"

"Master...come back soon."

"Well, I will definitely do it as soon as possible, don't worry!"

Without any further greetings or words to waste time, Ian quickly ended the conversation.

Everything seems like a dream, and only memories tell the so-called truth.

"The problem is solved!"

Nero pulled Mordred over.

"Let's go back and repair the bathhouse with Yu!"

"As for what happened today, I don't think I should tell anyone else."

"Understand?"

"Yeah." Mordred nodded, indicating that he agreed with Nero's statement.

After all, this is not a glorious thing, and saying it so openly is not a good choice.

The two of them looked at BB on the other side at the same time.

The latter also sighed slightly helplessly.

"Whatever you say is what it is—"

"BB is tired and doesn't want to deal with these trivial matters."

Ian didn't know that the three girls from Chaldea had reached some kind of secret agreement.

What he wanted to do now was to take Fujimaru Ritsuka away from this tomb.

But this doesn't seem to be a simple matter.

Although Gaharad's will was preventing the collapse of the tomb, the two men fell from a relatively high position after all.

It's not easy to go back to the starting point.

only--

As if it had expected something like this to happen, the structure of the sawdust changed again at this moment.

After Ian picked up Fujimaru Ritsuka, the man found that the space above his head was changing.

A powerful flow of magical energy surrounded the two of them.

Before he lost consciousness, Ian confirmed the location of the tomb.

That's right.

That's below the meeting place of the Round Table Fortress, and the flow of magic power also originates entirely from the seats of the Knights of the Round Table.

And he also heard Bedivere's voice.

"It seems the matter has finally been resolved - it's good to know that the king wasn't the one who caused all this."

"Ian...it's time for me to leave."

"I still have a lot of things to do. See you again if fate allows."

It seems that the person who started all this was Bedivere.

He responded to Galahad's final will and used his soul to open a shortcut to the upper world for the two people underground.

really.

The only king Bedivere recognized at all times was Altria.

After a period of time.

An oasis surrounding the Round Table Fortress.