The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Hey!" BB on the screen couldn't help but complain after looking at the analysis results.

"You pig—you're doing something so outrageous again!"

"Shh." Ian made a quiet gesture to the girl on the screen.

"BB, tell me first, Ritsuka...what's going on."

"..."

Realizing that it was indeed more important to report on Fujimaru Ritsuka's situation, BB didn't say much about Ian's cat-raising behavior.

She reported the information she had read.

"After testing, it was found that the quality and quantity of Fujimaru Ritsuka's magic circuits are relatively average, only slightly better than that of an ordinary person. He can barely be called a 'magician'."

"The excessive outflow of magic power caused the 'source' to produce a large load of output, eventually causing the magic circuit to overload, exceeding the predetermined amount."

"The preliminary judgment is that the difference is more than two levels."

"Wait a moment!"

Ian stopped talking about the report which sounded like an official document.

"Your explanation is too complicated. Is there a simpler summary that people can understand in a shorter time?"

"Idiot version, right?" The BB on the screen put his hands on his waist. Of course there is. "

"Pig - if you don't understand what BB just said, just simply understand that Fujimaru Ritsuka's magic power is not enough to support her to be the Master of two Servants at the same time."

"Ah, this..."

To be fair, Ian had never really thought about this situation.

after all--

For him who possesses many powers, it is not too difficult to supply magic power to several servants at the same time.

For example, now.

The man alone has to bear the magic energy consumption of Mordred, Tamamonomae, and BB.

Yet he felt no burden.

This may be the source of the mistake at this moment - Fujimaru Ritsuka's current ability is not enough to support her to do this.

Miscalculated.

Ian felt a little regretful.

How could he not even think about the burden that consuming mana would have on the body? !

Gareth saw his father's conflicted look completely.

She quickly came over and asked the girl on the phone screen.

"So what should we do now?"

"Please tell me...how to save the Master!"

"..."

Although BB is harsh in her words, she was born because of Sakura Toosaka's wish and is actually very kind.

In response to Gareth's plea, she nodded.

"Of course BB will save her - otherwise, wouldn't the super AI be completely useless?"

"Thank you so much!" Gareth thanked him repeatedly.

"Don't thank me yet." The girl on the screen stopped the British knight from thanking him.

"BB can only provide methods, but the final result still depends on you."

"Look at ourselves?" Ian was a little confused. "BB, what do you mean?"

"It means literally." BB continued to explain.

"Think about it - the magic power between the Master and the Servant is not a one-way flow, but a complete circuit."

"Right now, Fujimaru Ritsuka has fainted because he can't handle the magic power Gareth needs."

"If you want to alleviate this phenomenon, just reverse it."

"..."

Ian suddenly realized something.

"BB, do you mean to input magic power into Ritsuka from the outside?"

"Almost." BB nodded. "You can understand it that way. After all, as long as there is enough magic power, the symptoms caused by it can be solved directly from the source."

"And if you want to achieve this."

BB in the screen looked at Gareth and Ian outside the screen.

"Pig, your body is very suitable to serve as a source of supplements - as for what this means, you should know."

"..."

Ian certainly understood what BB meant - to feed back the magic power to Fujimaru Ritsuka through the connection between the Master and the Servant.

Gareth, who had just been summoned, couldn't understand it at all.

"What on earth does this mean?!"

Ian couldn't bring himself to talk about such things, but BB, who didn't know the situation between the two, didn't feel any psychological burden at all.

She confessed directly:

"It's just love with pigs--!"

"The more you practice, the more magic power Fujimaru Ritsuka will get from you."

"Wha, what?!"

Gareth had never expected this - this was his father!

"We can't do this." Ian rejected this method, "BB, there must be other ways, right?"

"Maybe." BB crossed his arms.

"But time waits for no one. I'm afraid if this drags on, Fujimaru Ritsuka won't be able to hold on any longer."

"So you'd better start now, and the more excited the better - this way the magic concentration will be the highest."

"..."

Ian didn't want to do that at all.

But he couldn't give up on Ritsuka Fujimaru - what should he do?

The man didn't know that his conflicted look had already been seen by his daughter Gareth.

She realized one thing - her father cared a lot about this girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Also.

Gareth also felt that this matter had something to do with him.

After all, if I had a way to restore the Master's magic power, things wouldn't be like this.

After thinking it over, Gareth made up her mind - she must save her Master.

"I understand." The girl said so, and then took her father Ian's hand.

"Let's...get started!"

A few minutes later, in the deep room of the medical room.

The curtains all around have been drawn, and the pitch-black environment is the most likely atmosphere for people to feel something.

However, Ian had no idea at this time.

But Gareth took the initiative to lean against him.

Blushing, she snuggled up to the tall man.

"Father...I know you can't do it, so let me do it myself."

After saying this, the girl touched the spear that her mother Morgan had sworn sovereignty over.

To be fair, she didn't want to do this - but it was the only way to save her master, Fujimaru Ritsuka.

But the bad thing is that as one of the few girls among the Knights of the Round Table, Gareth never had a love life until her death.

So even though I really wanted to touch him, the movements were still too stiff - it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was torture.

"hiss……"

"No, are you feeling uncomfortable?" The girl was very worried.

"It's okay, keep going."

Fortunately, Gareth is known for having "beautiful hands" - her hands are so well maintained that it is no exaggeration to say that they are flawless.

With this blessing, Gareth finally sharpened the spear.

"Then what's next——"

"Please be patient for a little while, father."

Gareth said this, then raised his head and gently kissed the man's lips.

The kiss, which was originally normal, became strange and immoral at this moment, so much so that the girl's body was shaking during the process.

Fortunately, Ian also understood Gareth's intentions. He gently touched her head with his trembling hands to comfort the sensible little knight.

only--

No matter how immoral the previous behavior was, it was still within the acceptable range for Gareth.

This last step is the action that truly breaks through the psychological defenses.

Gareth's throat was moving slightly, and she unbuttoned her skirt with great difficulty with her trembling hands, then lifted up the white gauze inside.

The girl's private parts are as well maintained as her hands, not only white and flawless but also extremely soft.

She lingered cautiously at his place for a long time, and made up her mind after being overwhelmed by the strange feeling.

"Father."

"Please try to stay inside for a little longer, okay?"

Having said this, Gareth closed her eyes and made the boldest decision in her life.

Fujimaru Ritsuka...you must get better!

But at this moment——

The knights of the round table's thin luck finally came together.

I saw the curtains around me being pulled open with a swipe.

Mashu rushed in with a worried look on her face.

As a sub-servant who also signed a contract with Fujimaru Ritsuka, she relied on this connection to sense the other party's crisis and woke up forcibly.

"I already understand Ritsuka's situation!"

"Gareth...leave the rest to me!"

"Oh, okay." Gareth breathed a sigh of relief, "Mashu, I have already helped you with the previous steps."

"Well, thank you."

Seeing Mashu stripping off her clothes and sitting on the stick without hesitation and kissing her father passionately, Gareth wanted to avoid her, but in the end he stayed here.

On the one hand, she was indeed worried about her Master.

on the other hand……

The girl was actually thinking about something.

If I had really sat down on that big stick just now...how would it feel?

Hiss... This seems to be a very dangerous topic.

As Gareth thought about this, his legs began to tremble.