The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

But what Medusa lamented was the difference between herself and her sisters.

Only when you have truly experienced something different from others will you understand how terrible it is to feel different from ordinary people in every way.

"It's fine."

Ian, who completely understood Medusa, gently placed her head on his shoulder.

"From now on, that kind of thing will never happen again."

"Medusa, I promise you."

"Well... I know." Listening to Ian's promise, Medusa took his hand.

"I have always believed so, Pegasus."

Just when Ian and Medusa were being affectionate with each other, Jack the Ripper suddenly made a new move.

She broke through the layers of encirclement of Stheno and Euryale, and came in front of the two of them with the uneaten cookies in her hands.

"dad--"

"Mother--"

"Eat this!"

"..."

"..."

Neither Ian nor Medusa had expected that Jack the Ripper would do such a thing at this time.

But even so, the meaning of such behavior is obvious enough.

Jack the Ripper recognized many people as his "mothers".

But if we really want to choose "parents" based on this——

She only recognized Medusa as her mother and Ian as her father.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Um..." Gray said cautiously, "Ms. Stheno, Ms. Euryale, it seems that Miss Medusa is more popular with the child than you are."

Gray didn't mean any harm in her words, not to mention that what she said was the truth.

Stheno felt both happy and sad.

If I am happy, it is naturally because I see my sister achieve something (even if it is strange);

If I feel sad, it is because I feel a little regretful that the mother acknowledged by Jack the Ripper was not me.

There is still some competition between the three sisters.

but--

Stheno wasn't the kind of person who was so petty as to not even acknowledge his sister's victory.

On the contrary, she and Yurielle always reached the same agreement at such times.

"It seems that the task of taking care of Jack the Ripper tonight can only be left to these two people."

Late at night.

Thanks to Jack the Ripper's "efforts", Medusa was able to get a chance to be alone with Ian.

The little girl was probably really tired from playing, and she just lay down in the small box covered with soft cloth beside her, curled up and fell asleep.

Logically speaking, this should be prohibited.

But Jack the Ripper was sleeping so soundly that neither Ian nor Medusa had the heart to disturb her.

Besides——

The two also realized that they really needed some time alone with each other.

"It's been a long time since we've been alone together like this." Medusa spoke first.

"Yeah..." Ian nodded.

"I'm sorry, Medusa, there's been so much going on lately—I should have made more time for you."

"Pegasus, don't say such things."

Medusa moved closer to Ian, rested her head on his chest, and listened to the familiar heartbeat.

"It's fine as it is now—I don't want to be a burden to your actions, ever."

"Then you did it." Ian's hand gently stroked Medusa's head, feeling the extremely soft purple hair.

"You helped me a lot."

"so--"

The man's hand fell on Medusa's waist very smoothly, and then he moved his body synchronously, putting some sincerity behind her.

"I want to reward you well."

"..."

Medusa certainly understood what Ian meant.

She said shyly:

"There are children nearby—isn't this a bad idea?"

"Let's just keep our voices down." Ian whispered in the blindfolded girl's ear, "Medusa, I want you to experience the true happiness of being a wife."

"..."

Ian's words directly hit the nail on the head about what Medusa cared about most.

The three sisters married him at the same time.

Corresponding to this——

Even the love from him was split into three parts.

Although she clearly felt that Ian was more partial to her, Medusa would occasionally want to be selfish for a while.

Not to mention——

This is the moment for the two of them to be together.

"Pegasus, I'm a Saber this time."

"Yeah, I know—what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Medusa got up and turned over, facing Ian.

With her eyes blindfolded, she exhaled slightly.

"I just want to experience what it's like to be in the Rider class."

"Pegasus, can you help me?"

"Isn't this already prepared?" The man looked at her.

"The saddle that will never fall off is right in front of you."

After an unknown amount of time, Jack the Ripper opened his eyes in a daze because of an unknown noise.

What the little girl saw was Medusa, who had temporarily transformed into a Rider and was taming the Pegasus in the most honest way.

She couldn't understand why her mother did that, and only noticed that her and her father's fingers were tightly clasped together.

The little girl tried to imitate the action of interlocking fingers, and then found that a strange sense of satisfaction filled her heart.

"Is this the way father and mother express their feelings?"

Thinking this way, Jack the Ripper suddenly understood everything.

"Mother is supposed to sit on Father!"

"Otherwise, I won't call you mother!"

This is the most special night in London's foggy city.

The terrifying story of Jack the Ripper turned into a daughter-like fairy tale in front of the legendary monster Medusa.

Next, it’s time to find the Clock Tower organization of this era!

536. Grey once again learns to cheat / The Clock Tower Organization a hundred years ago / (4k)

The next day, a new round of "operational meetings" began at 221B Baker Street.

The only difference from the previous memories is that this time the subject of discussion has changed from Jack the Ripper hidden in the fog to the Clock Tower organization of this era.

As before, Holmes once again took out the piece of board on which he had filled in the clues.

Smoking his pipe, he looked even wiser than usual, like a great detective.

"So--"

"People from other time points, please tell me more clues."

"What kind of organization are you trying to find?"

Knowing that Holmes was a very reliable detective, Ian didn't think much about it and just went straight to telling the situation.

"Holmes."

"This is an organization spontaneously established by magicians - its purpose is to pass on the magic of this era."

"However, due to the influence of the Industrial Revolution, modern technology seems to have had an indelible impact on them, so there is absolutely no way to find them in the open."

"An organization that will be affected by the Industrial Revolution?" Holmes took a puff of his pipe and then blew out a beautiful circle of his eyes.

His hand gently fell on the board used to record information and filled in a few lines of words.

"That is to say——"

"This is something that is rejected by the modern age, my friend, am I right in understanding it?"

"Not necessarily." Ian shook his head.

"But at least—"

"It is definitely not something that is generally accepted in modern society."

"..."

Hearing this, Holmes fell into deep thought. He took out a thumbnail map of a London street and pasted it on the board.

After drawing a few quick strokes, the famous detective seemed to have defined a certain area.

I saw him continue:

"Any more information?"

"That's a bit too big."

"..."

Ian pursed his chin and began to recall seriously.

But what he recalled were not the memories of this era.

But -

The place where I reunited with Morgan.

That is the clock tower a hundred years later.

It was also the place where Sakura Tohsaka became her apprentice.

finally--

Ian spoke softly, giving out a rather crucial piece of information.

"Holmes."

"This organization may also be related to London's Big Ben—"