The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

perhaps--

It has to be solved in another way.

I don’t know whether to say that the memory is too deep or that it was already destined.

At this moment, Altria recalled some words Ian had said to her many years ago.

My own thoughts on it seem to be applicable to this occasion.

"Ilia."

Altria hugged the little Loli in her arms tighter, and then spoke her treasured words in the most gentle tone.

"do you know?"

"The sword is a weapon, and sword skills are a way to kill people."

"No matter how you cover it up, it remains the truth."

"but--"

Altria looked down at Illya.

"We have the right to choose who to point our swords at."

"Who is qualified to point the sword at?"

Illya looked at Altria who was holding her like a mother, and couldn't help but pay more attention to what she said.

"Yes." The female swordsman nodded.

"We need to know who to point our sword at, rather than letting it hurt innocent people at will."

"That would only taint the weapon itself."

"Illya, you don't want this to happen, do you?"

"It will taint the weapon itself..."

Illya repeated Altria's words and suddenly thought of the contradiction.

"But if it doesn't kill people, doesn't the weapon itself lose its meaning?"

"That's not the case." Altria shook her head.

She transformed the golden sword of victory (Caliburn) in her hand into the blade that Ian gave her - although it was a little worn out at this moment.

Looking at the sword that was the token of love between her and Ian, the girl's green eyes were filled with a deeper love.

The tone of her voice also showed a hint of nostalgia for the past.

"Killing is indeed one of the uses of weapons."

"But--"

"Killing is not the only thing that proves the meaning of a sword."

"Can you understand what I mean?"

"..."

Illya tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded thoughtfully.

"Saber, what you mean is that even if I want to make a weapon more beautiful, I shouldn't just use it to stab someone else's body, right?"

"Yes." Altria nodded in response, "It's okay for you to understand it that way."

"Eh--!"

Illya was very happy.

But her expression looked more like she had learned something new.

"I'm going to tell my mom about this right now!"

Having said this, the little loli was about to get off Altria's legs and go look for her mother Einsteinfiel.

"Hey, that's not right!"

Altria quickly stopped her.

"No, you shouldn't tell the Master about this kind of thing."

"Why?" Illya asked in confusion.

"Because she would find it horrible and might even get angry."

"this!"

When Illya heard that her mother Einsteinfiel might be angry, she immediately backed off.

"Then I won't say anything!"

"Saber, you are not allowed to tell! This, this is our secret!"

"……Um."

Altria smiled and nodded.

"Okay, our secret."

The cold wind from the north was still raging in the castle, but there seemed to be a hint of warmth.

[A conversation that had a great impact on the future ended without anyone knowing.]

[And the curtain of the Fourth Holy Grail War is also being lifted bit by bit. 】

【There are complicated reasons behind this. 】

[Countless tragedies also planted their corresponding seeds at this moment. ]

Inside the clock tower.

A blond man with a dangerous hairline slammed the table in anger and then roared.

"Weber, that bastard, actually dared to steal the cloak fragment from me without permission!"

The man's full name is Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald.

The woman in front of the table is his fiancée, Solawu Nazele Sofiali.

The reason why Kenneth was so angry was because the results of the investigation into the previous clock tower theft case came out.

His student, the useless magician Weber Velvet, actually dared to steal the holy relic that he had prepared in advance!

"So what are you going to do now?"

Soraw looked at his fiancé Kenneth.

"..."

Kenneth stood up, walked to the window and looked at the scenery outside.

"Of course I have to participate in the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City. I have other relics that can act as catalysts anyway."

"And—" Kenneth sighed.

"If I don't go, that guy will definitely die miserably in the Holy Grail War, right?"

"Really... How can students nowadays not tolerate a few words?! And if something like that were to be sent out, don't you know how big a problem it would be?!"

Kenneth scolded the air again, then looked at his fiancée behind him.

"Solawu, you will come with me, right?"

"...Of course." Solau walked to Kenneth's side.

"I'm your fiancée."

"As long as there are no accidents...wherever you are, there I will be."

【There is more than one form of tragedy.】

[Some tragedies continue to run according to their original logic.]

[Some tragedies, however, are caused by the change of fate, which unknowingly leads to the same twisted ending.]

Some time ago, in Fuyuki City, at the Matou family.

After returning to Fuyuki City, Matou Kariya looked at the gloomy house in front of him with a very complicated expression.

He is indeed a member of the Matou family.

but--

That kind of relationship became blurred long ago.

As the only person with some talent for magic in the Matou family in recent years, Matou Kariya should have been the "best choice" to be the family heir.

But he himself could not accept Matou Zouken's extremely strange insect-controlling technique, so he left here a long time ago.

Not long ago, Matou Kariya, who was away, received a message.

"I have something important to tell you. Please come back to Fuyuki."

Although he didn't want to have anything to do with the Matou family (especially Matou Zouken), after seeing this information, Matou Kariya thought about it and decided to come back.

After all, he is still a member of the Matou family, so there is no need to be so drastic.

"Hello, Brother Tsuruno, I'm back." Matou Kariya said on the phone.

"Okay, okay, I'll come out and open the door for you now."

It was clearly Matou Tsuruno's voice on the phone, but when Matou Kariya came into the house, he found that the person he saw was still that terrible old guy.

He suddenly felt disgusted, but due to the relationship he did not express it directly.

And Matou Zouken seemed to know exactly what he was thinking, so he spoke quickly.

"Even though you're very unhappy, you wouldn't be so unwilling to give me any face, right?"

"You finally come back, and this is how you treat your family?"

"..."

Matou Kariya was silent for a long time before he uttered a word.

"So what's the matter that requires you to call me back so urgently?"

"Oh...it's actually very simple." Matou Zouken took a sip of the tea on the table, "I just wanted to tell you that the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City is about to begin."

"..."

Hearing this, Matou Kariya stood up without hesitation.

"I'm not interested in this. Goodbye."

Seeing that Matou Kariya opened the door and was about to leave, Matou Zouken calmly threw out the next sentence.

“Kareya, if you leave like this, you might regret it very much.”

"..."

Matou Kariya turned around and looked at Matou Zouken, whom he quite disliked.

"what do you mean?"

"Literally." Matou Zouken glared at the rebel in front of him.

"If you participate in this Holy Grail War and win, I will help you find a way to marry Aoi Tousaka."

"what?!"

Matou Kariya subconsciously took a few steps back out of shock, and his tone began to become a little agitated.

"Are you kidding me?!!!"

"How could I possibly marry Aoi?! ​​She, she's with Tokiomi, right? They even have a child!"

"That's true." Matou Zouken's expression remained calm.

"But what if I say - she will be a widow after the Holy Grail War?"

"You need to know." The old man stood up.

"Tōsaka Tokiomi will also participate in this Holy Grail War - so if they die in the fight, it wouldn't be surprising, right?"

"You don't want Tousaka Aoi to be alone for the rest of her life, do you?"