The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Although there is a fundamental difference between Mordred and Chaldea, Ian still feels very distressed for Mordred (Alter).

After all, in a sense...

She is actually her own daughter.

How could a father not feel distressed when he sees his daughter falling into obsession?

"I know what you mean." Ian looked at Grey beside him.

"but--"

"We have to give it a try. We have no other options. Even if it sounds like there might be a 10,000 percent risk, we have to give it a try, right?"

"..."

Feeling the determination in Ian's words, Gray didn't say anything more.

She simply grasped her limited expansion, Grim Reaper, and armed herself seriously.

"Then Mr. Ian, please start your plan."

"I--"

"I'll do my best to keep you safe!"

Looking at Gray's expression, Ian couldn't help but touch her head and praise her.

"You're so cute."

"Hey... please don't say that!" Gray almost lost her grip on her limited expansion, Grim Reaper. "I'll be distracted!"

"alright, I got it."

After barely reaching a consensus with Grey, Ian immediately began to carry out his own actions.

of course.

Considering safety issues, the first thing he did was to use his "memory projection" to create a weapon.

That is Artoria's Noble Phantasm, the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur).

This is of course not a genuine product, but a fake one that Ian "copied" based on his memory.

only--

With the support of the man's magic, it looked no different from the original thing.

If you try to liberate it with your real name, you might be able to destroy the city with one blow.

But the man didn't have that thought at the moment.

He wanted to pull out the weapon simply because a voice in his head kept telling him to.

Besides——

Ian also felt that no matter which world Mordred was in, Altria was probably an extremely important existence.

If she uses her Noble Phantasm as a temporary defense, it might be useful at some point.

everything's ready.

So Ian started his plan.

He went straight to the point and shouted at Mordred who was sitting on the roof.

"Mordred, we meet again!"

"Eh?"

Perhaps because he had never expected that someone would find him at this time, Mordred (Alter) looked a little panicked.

And after seeing that the person shouting was Ian, the panic was further increased.

She picked up the helmet on her knees and put it directly on her head.

Then, Mordred (Alter) seemed to have seen something unclean and was ready to flee.

Of course Ian would never allow this to happen.

So he quickly said this:

"I say, don't you want to know who the father you are looking for is?"

"..."

The fully armed Mordred turned around.

The girl standing on the roof stared at Ian for a long time as he spoke these words. The moonlight shone through the mist and fell on her armor, making the already exquisite silver even more beautiful.

After a long time, she finally said:

"Are you...serious?"

"Of course I'm serious." Ian raised the sword of promised victory (Excalibur) in his hand.

"We were in a hurry when we met last time, so I didn't let you see this clearly."

"Now..."

"I can always use it to prove that I'm someone worth talking to, right?"

"..."

Mordred didn't say anything in response, but her movements showed obvious hesitation.

It was a perfectly understandable reaction—she thought the sword in Ian's hand was indeed worthy of a closer look.

However, the fog on the streets of London did not dissipate. Standing in that position, it was still difficult to see Ian on the street and the sword in his hand clearly.

Huh.

Mordred (Alter) leaped from the roof.

She broke through the fog and landed on the ground with a thud, creating a medium-sized hole.

But she herself doesn't care.

Under the extremely vigilant gaze of Gray, she walked towards Ian step by step, and finally stopped in front of him.

The slightly lowered head silently proved one thing - that she was looking at the sword in Ian's hand.

"how so……"

"Where did you get Second Mother's Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur)?"

"..."

Hearing this familiar name, Ian further deduced the actual situation of Mordred (Alter).

She should have memories of living in Britain, just like Mordred, whom he summoned to Chaldea.

only--

On a very important key point, they had different perceptions, which led to the current situation.

To be honest... it would be a little dangerous to let them meet each other like this.

But Ian knew that this was the only chance he could take.

The London singularity will be completely fixed in three days. What will happen in that situation?

Men don’t dare to think about it, nor do they have the confidence to think about it.

"This is not important."

Ian temporarily transformed the sword Excalibur, which had won him trust, into particles.

"Mordred, do you really want to see your father?"

"..."

Mordred (Alter) took a few steps back.

Obviously, that was a manifestation of her inner hesitation.

Seeing the other person like this, Grey couldn't help but recall the time when she first met Ian and doubted her life.

Limited Expansion: The Grim Reaper quickly disappeared from her hand.

Instead, Gray's words were so sincere that they left no room for doubt.

"I said--"

"If you feel confused, it's best to trust Mr. Ian."

"He... is a very good person!"

Gray's words made Mordred (Alter) look at her. The moment he confirmed her face, the armored knight was stunned.

"Second Mother..."

"She's not some stepmother." Ian interrupted Mordred's mumbling.

"but--"

"To be a little shameless, I think what she said is quite right."

"I...should be considered a half-good person?"

He's definitely not a completely good person.

After all, there are all kinds of selfish desires.

But Ian knew that after indulging his selfish desires, he would be responsible for everyone's future.

He does what he says.

Mordred (Alter) was already somewhat shaken, and under the influence of Gray's words, this hesitation was further expanded into action.

"Then how are you going to take me to see my father?"

"..."

"Come with me to meet someone first." Ian looked at the convinced Mordred (Alter), "Then you will know the answer."

"..."

Mordred (Alter) did not respond directly to Ian, but nodded.

It seemed that at this moment, she also realized that she only had this one choice.

Ian contacted Chaldea again.

After briefly explaining her purpose to BB, the super AI girl immediately went looking for Mordred.

A few minutes later.

As Mordred, yawning in his pajamas, appeared in view, an encounter beyond imagination began.

"Why did you call me here in the middle of the night..."

"what happened?"

"..."

Mordred (Alter) cried out in surprise as he saw his alter ego appear before him through the Chaldean communication device.

"Who are you?!"

"Who am I?" Modred of Chaldea was obviously still asleep. The comfortable life with Ian made her feel as if she was still in Camelot.

"I am Mordred."

"Then who am I?!"

"How do I know who you are!" Mordred was anxious.

However, she soon noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with the armored knight who appeared in front of her.

"Eh--!"

"Isn't this the gift Big Mom gave me when I was in Camelot?"

"A gift from Auntie?!"

Mordred [Alter] couldn't help it this time.

She took off her helmet and looked at Mordred's projection.