The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Who is your aunt?!"

"Eh?!" Mordred was startled. "Why do you look like me?!"

"Don't change the subject!" Mordred (Alter), holding his helmet, was extremely anxious.

"Who the hell is your aunt?"

"Morgan Le Fay..."

Mordred, somewhat dazed by the urging of his other self, whispered his mother's name.

Then, the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, and she looked at Ian, who was also within the projection range.

"Father!"

"What the hell is going on—why is there another me by your side? Is this some illegitimate daughter?!"

"Father?"

Mordred (Alter) suddenly realized something.

She turned around to look at the man behind her, hesitated for a long time, and then uttered the words that were confusing her heart.

"so--"

"Are you actually the father I'm looking for?"

"..."

Listening to Mordred's self-doubting and somewhat trembling voice, Ian felt his heart shaking.

He reached out and gently took off her helmet.

"I guess so--"

"Mordred, there's no need to be so persistent."

"Not everyone needs to be a so-called hero."

"..."

Hearing this, Mordred's pupils gradually widened.

She shed two lines of tears because she had a similar experience with Mordred but ended up with a different outcome.

"Is this really possible?"

"OK."

Ian held Mordred (Alter) in his arms.

"It's just plain and simple, isn't it good?"

Ten minutes later.

Mordred (Alter) finally recovered.

At this moment, Ian also learned where the disagreement between her and Mordred lay.

That is what attitude the two of them had towards the fragmented Britain after Morgan left Camelot.

Because Mordred was summoned to Chaldea by Ian early on, he completely avoided the life experience of self-doubt and became extremely happy.

Mordred (Alter) had no such luck.

She watched as the Britain her mother Morgan had given her was destroyed bit by bit in her hands until nothing was left.

This pain transformed into an obsession with the "hero" mentioned by his two mothers after his death, which eventually led to the creation of Mordred (Alter).

Fortunately-

This all explains it all.

Compared to Mordred, Mordred (Alter) likes his father more.

In front of the other person, she hugged her father and started to act coquettishly.

This made Mordred very anxious.

"That's not possible!"

"That's my place!"

"What do you mean by yours?... now if I find you, you're mine."

"Father, look how shameless she is!"

"But I am you?"

Looking at the two naughty kids quarreling across the screen, Ian felt helpless.

But he did not forget the important things he had to do.

"Mordred, do you know the Clock Tower organization nearby?"

"……I am not sure."

Mordred's answer made Ian feel disappointed.

But her next words made the man realize a new possibility.

Mordred (Alter) said:

"but--"

"Since the person father is looking for is nearby."

A brush sound.

Mordred (Alter) temporarily left Ian's arms, she transformed into the brilliant king sword (Clarent) and set it on fire.

"I don't mind being the bad guy."

"Use the burning flames to force them all out."

542. Storm from Altria/The Great Dispersion of the London Fog! (4k)

"Use burning flames to force them all out?!"

This was something Ian had never thought of before.

"what do you mean?"

"What do you think—"

Mordred (Alter) put the helmet aside and looked at the London streets surrounded by the fog.

"Father."

"Didn't you say you wanted to find the organization called Clock Tower here?"

"And you're sure they're around here, right?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded, "That's true."

"Isn't that enough?"

Mordred (Alter) looked at his father and said with a smile.

"If you are just an ordinary person, you must be afraid of death."

"If we use fire to intimidate them, they will surely escape from those hiding corners, right?"

"..."

Ian realized that this was an angle he had previously overlooked.

He was always thinking about how to find the people in the clock tower, but he never thought that he could get them to come out on their own initiative.

wrong--

It should be said that I had never expected Mordred (Alter) to do things this way.

after all……

This is equivalent to burning down half of a London block!

I definitely wouldn't think in this direction.

Perhaps having anticipated Ian's reaction, Mordred (Alter) quickly continued:

"Father."

"I know you have concerns, but I don't."

"So let me take the blame for this."

"In that case... you won't have any psychological burden, right?"

Looking at the young knight in front of him who looked almost indistinguishable from Mordred, Ian felt as if something was gripping his heart.

And it was Mordred of Chaldea who restored him to health.

"Father."

"Since the other me has said this much, let's just do as she says."

"That's what she wanted, isn't it?"

"..."

Ian still felt a little hesitant.

Even though he knew that all of this was actually a singularity, no matter what he did, it would all disappear after being repaired.

But causing such a tragedy might not be too much of a crime for Mordred (Alter) to bear.

You can't do this.

but--

You can learn from the ideas of Mordred (Alter).

Ian began to think seriously.

Is there any way... to do something that ordinary people will definitely react to, but those people from the Clock Tower organization will definitely not care about?

Yes, I think!

There must be one!

In order to prevent his other "daughter" Mordred (Alter) from being charged with such a terrible crime, Ian covered his head and forced his brain to think like an overseer.

It was a rather gruesome sight - a man clutching half of his cheek tightly, as if he wanted to use all the nerves in it.

Whether it was the Mordred in pajamas in Chaldea or Mordred [Alter] who was right next to him, they couldn't help but feel sorry for their father.

And as his companion——

No, it should be called a reserve wife.

Gray even stood on tiptoe and gave Ian a simple kiss on the cheek.

When the man came back to his senses because of the moist touch, the girl directly expressed her feelings.

"We'll definitely be able to find a way!"

"Mr. Ian, please don't torture yourself!"

Perhaps it was the influence of Mordred (Alter), or perhaps it was because Gray and Altria already had a close relationship.

In a trance, Ian felt that he saw the girl who gave up the throne walking towards him again.

But it was at this time——

Ian suddenly realized something.

He looked up at the sky and saw motionless fog.

Although no one knows why the fog is full of magic, it remains in this suffocating, almost unchanged state at this moment.

but--

Is there really no way to make them move?

"Xiao Mo." Ian said to his daughter in Chaldea, "Is BB still near you?"