In the world of Type-Moon, start by becoming Morgan's husband!

The Knights of the Round Table left behind by Altria.

Specifically, it is manifested as knights with the same will.

Although some of them have left, the rest remain loyal under the influence of the old king or their bloodline.

This is Morgan le Fay's most commonly used treasure.

When the real names are released, the summoned Knights of the Round Table will be fixed to Gawain, Gaheris, Agravin, and Gareth.

If Camelot unfolds before this, they will also be given a replica of the Excalibur Galatine and other Noble Phantasms.

My Own Knight (The E-en)

Grade: D

Type: Anti-personnel Noble Phantasm

A Noble Phantasm that activates synchronously when Morgan le Fay is summoned.

Specifically, she will help the Master find Ian (Saber) to fight together.

If his search is successful, Morgan le Fay will devote himself wholeheartedly to this Holy Grail War.

But as a price, if the Master wants to issue his own orders, he must use all the seals, and the probability of success is still extremely low.

If the search fails, Morgan le Fay will try to lose the Holy Grail War as quickly as possible in order to be summoned by the right person.

True name release can only be performed when the Master is Ian.

In this state, the Noble Phantasm will be destroyed, and Morgan le Fay's overall abilities will be greatly enhanced.

Chaldea's 49th Master

88. Return to Chaldea and extract the real ability of memory! (-word chapter)

Is it all over?

As his body slowly woke up from that history full of struggle and pain, Ian found himself still in the world behind the door.

To be more precise, it is the room of the 49th Master of Chaldea.

This is a small house, but every location is arranged very reasonably.

Plain walls, a perfectly sized bed, built-in wardrobes with room for lots of clothes.

And a dressing table with ample mirror.

A little further away is an independent bathroom, so taking a hot bath is not a problem at all.

The remaining empty space was planted with some green plants that would not breed mosquitoes.

Everything was arranged so reasonably.

But as Ian looked at all this, he always felt a subtle sense of disharmony.

What is it?

correct.

It's the feeling of a working man.

Because everything has been arranged and there is not much room for change, you will feel that it is "reasonable" but "unsatisfactory".

I had never experienced such torture before I traveled through time. But after coming to Chaldea, I felt it all the more.

It's such an indescribable discomfort.

But first take a shower and calm down.

A swipe.

Clear hot water rushed out of the shower, flowing down Ian's hair and washing every inch of his skin.

to be honest--

He's not used to it.

Because the memories in his mind kept telling him that things like this should happen in a large bathtub filled with fragrance.

The hotter the water flows.

This sense of dislocation becomes more obvious.

In the end, Ian couldn't stand the feeling anymore and just stopped it all.

He wiped the water off his body, leaned back, and fell on the bed.

Looking at the ceiling above his head, the man felt his consciousness gradually drifting back to the war era.

Charge upon the battlefield with sword in hand;

A tryst with Morgan in the room;

Taking a walk by the lake with Altria.

Every experience is so real that there is no trace of hypocrisy.

To say this is a simulation would be a bit disrespectful of my own feelings.

After all, it exists in memory in a completely independent and undisguised state.

“Will we meet again in the future?”

Ian stretched his hands toward the ceiling, as if he could hold onto something.

"That's really nice."

"Then I'll chat with them again."

Although there are indeed many despicable and dirty thoughts in my heart.

But Ian knew that he wanted from the bottom of his heart that Altria and Morgan could get what they wanted and have the life they deserved.

If my sacrifice could bring me all of this, then it would be a perfect deal.

of course.

The premise is that it can be exchanged.

Ian knew very well that he was not the kind of person who would make sacrifices without asking for anything in return.

He doesn't have that level of awareness.

But speaking of it——

Ian looked at his hands.

I think it was mentioned at the end of the simulation.

That is, pan-human history has written a certain ability into oneself.

In this case, what kind of ability would it be?

Shila-

The moment Ian had this thought, the lights in the room flashed almost synchronously.

Although it was only a brief moment, they did happen at the same time.

Ian was acutely aware of this.

His intuition told him that it couldn't be a coincidence.

So--

Let’s continue with the previous attempt and make a deeper attempt.

Ian thought so and then focused his attention again along the same line of thinking.

——Hope is born from thinking——

——Extracting possibilities from the past——

——Transformed into reality through magic——

——Descending into reality in mimicry——

Ian's thoughts were transforming according to an underlying logic that even he himself was unaware of.

He could feel that the blood in his body was constantly surging in a certain way, as if it would condense at a certain point in time.

In this process.

He also felt a sense of his body moving in all directions.

The wish to touch the thoughts gradually gathered together, just like the QTEs that kept attacking in a music game.

It's now!

Ian held his breath and held onto what seemed like nothing.

Shila-

All the lights in the room went out in an instant.

But the surroundings did not fall into darkness.

This is certainly not an illusion, but rather the presence of another light source.

That was the sword that Ian grasped out of thin air.

Its name is Excalibur Galatine!

"This……"

Looking at the cyan-gold sword blade that appeared in his hand and the golden light swirling on it.

Ian, whose cheeks were reflected the same color, looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

This is not an illusion.

Because he could truly feel the thickness in his hands - this was an experience that only metal of that era could provide.

And it was a weapon that stood out in that memory.

Ian was able to confirm that the pattern on the blade was exactly the same as in his memories!

Am I letting it transcend time and come to my side?

The pan-human history ability writing mentioned in the simulation means allowing oneself to extract things from memory?

For a moment, Ian didn't know how to describe this miraculous experience.

but--

This situation did not last forever.

A few sizzling sounds.

The light bulb returned to normal.

The warm light once again filled the room.

Ian also saw the Excalibur Galatine in his hand first turn into gray embers, and then break into hundreds of particles and slowly dissipate.

Looking at the light curtain that dissipated like smoke, he realized that his previous perception needed to be corrected.

This ability written into the body by simulation can indeed allow oneself to retrieve things from memory.

But in essence, it is just a memory, which will fade away with the passage of time.

In a sense, it is a complete "fake".

But from another perspective, it is a "real thing" that is closely connected with the entity.

Wonderful!

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If what I thought was true, then it would be the ability to transcend time.

We have to figure it out quickly.

A confused state is not what a good time traveler should be in.