The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

He found that this kind of "memory projection" was really inconvenient.

Not only do you have to touch the entity before the "projection".

And because it is limited by memory itself, every subsequent "projection" can only be a degraded version of it.

Too many "projections" may even affect the length of existence.

It's hard to judge how useful this will be if a head-on confrontation comes one day.

Ian knew he had to find a way to improve these problems.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore."

The man waved his hand and threw the topic away from himself.

"Hasn't the Master candidate named Fujimaru Ritsuka arrived yet?"

"Logically speaking, it should be just as Senior said, we should have arrived a long time ago."

Mashu, who was wearing a coat, also became confused.

“That’s very strange…”

"That--!"

"Could there be some problem on the road?!"

Mordred put on the coat his father handed to him and said this while looking at the sky full of snowflakes.

"Like bumping into something!"

"Mordred!"

Ian stopped her.

"How can you talk like that?"

"Eh?!"

Only then did Mordred realize that he seemed to have said something very unlucky.

She slapped her mouth a few times and apologized with her tongue sticking out.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it!"

"It's ok."

Mashu smiled calmly.

“I think it’s reasonable to have such an idea.”

"But I don't think you need to worry! Because if you want to come here, there will be a special dispatch from Chaldea, and the whole process will be tracked!"

"I think with so much help, there shouldn't be any problems."

This was the first time Ian heard about how the Master candidate came to Chaldea.

"I see."

"That--"

Ian looked at the pink-haired girl in front of him.

"Mashu, is this how you came to Chaldea?"

"Eh? This..."

Mashu turned her face away, her eyes becoming a little evasive.

"My words are slightly different."

Feeling that Matthew seemed reluctant to talk about this matter, Ian decisively changed the subject.

"Hey, come to think of it, how do you determine whether someone is qualified to be a 'Master'?"

"I remember that the detection system related to Chaldea is quite large, right?"

"Could it be that something like this is set up somewhere else?"

"no!"

Mashu seemed much more confident when talking about what she knew.

"The one here in Chaldea is the most complete version of the test."

“And what you carry with you when you go to other places is a simplified version that is convenient for work.”

"The two methods have essentially the same effect, except that the former will detect more evidence that can be used to evaluate the abilities of the Master candidates, while the latter, while convenient, also omits these."

"Oh... I see." Ian showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"So, when you're recruiting people outside, are you also using the title of 'Master Candidate'?"

"This one……"

Mashu looked around and confirmed that it was relatively quiet before continuing in a low voice.

"Senior, please don't leak out what I'm going to tell you next."

"Isn't that natural?"

"Hmm..." Mashu nodded. "In fact, when we are outside, we usually disguise the monitoring point as a blood donation vehicle or something like that."

"And if someone with high aptitude is found during this process, that person will be transferred to Chaldea."

"Isn't this kidnapping?"

"That's not the case." Mashu shook her head. "We will explain our intentions to the other party and bring them to Chaldea only after obtaining their consent."

"Oh... you mean if you didn't agree, you wouldn't have brought it here, right?"

Ian breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's not bad."

However, Mashu quickly denied this statement.

"Do not."

"If they disagree, they will be marked as 'not agreed yet' and then brought to Chaldea until they agree."

"Then this is kidnapping!"

"But, Senior—"

Mashu looked at the snowy sky, with a hint of relief in her eyes.

"So far, no one who has come to Chaldea has said that they want to leave."

“So I think this approach makes sense.”

"..."

"That's right." Ian reached out and stroked Matthew's head.

"If I hadn't come to Chaldea, I wouldn't have known Mashu, right?"

"Senior..."

Mashu lowered her head, looking shy.

"OK OK!"

Mordred shouted at the top of his lungs.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to suffocate me?!"

The blonde girl said this as she pulled her father's hand away from Mashu's head.

"Isn't the key issue now that the person named Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't show up when he was supposed to?"

"Anything else should be put aside for now, right?!"

"Hey, you're right."

Mash nodded quickly.

"Then I'd better contact the location person to see what's going on!"

Having said this, Mash contacted the person in charge of this matter in front of Ian and Mordred.

It can be seen that she trusts the two people beside her very much, so she has no intention of hiding anything in front of them.

only--

What was learned next was beyond the expectations of everyone present.

“…Is that so?”

"ok, I get it."

"Thank you very much for giving me this information!"

Mash ended the call.

"What's wrong?" Ian asked directly, "Matthew, what happened?"

"They said they hadn't received any request for backup."

Mashu looked at her phone, recalling what she had just heard.

"It's just that the helicopter carrying Fujimaru Ritsuka has been circling in the sky near Chaldea."

"what?"

Ian was a little confused.

"No, why is that?"

"Since we're already in Chaldea, why don't we just come down? Why are we going in circles?"

"I do not know."

Mashu looked embarrassed.

"It's strange, but since we haven't received any signal for help, we can only continue to observe."

"This……"

Just when Ian was puzzled, Mordred beside him suddenly spoke:

"Master, is the helicopter a big black iron block with people inside and wind blowing overhead?"

"Huh?" Ian was a little surprised. "How did you know? I don't think I've introduced it to you before?"

"My guess."

"Because there's something spinning all the time."

Mordred pointed into the distance.

"And the person sitting in the front seems to be a girl with red hair."

"what?!"

Things seemed to be getting a little bad.

107. Fujimaru Ritsuka's helicopter crisis! (-word chapter)

"Ok?"

Hearing Mordred's words, Ian was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly.

"and many more."

"You mean the girl with red hair sitting in the helicopter pilot's seat?"

"Ok!"

As if he was afraid of saying something wrong, after answering Ian, Mordred looked in the same direction for a long time.

“That’s right—!”

"It's a girl with red hair!"

"..."