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"If that's the case—"

"Wouldn't it be true that the same 'Heroic Spirit' would have different ranks and abilities depending on the time and location it is in?"

"Yes."

Mash nodded.

“Such a situation does exist!”

"..."

Matthew's words made Ian fall into deep thought.

Since the same "Servant" may have different job ranks, could the feeling I just had be caused by this difference in job ranks?

Anyway, let's feel it first.

It is better to do something wrong than to do nothing.

Ian looked at Altria Pendragon (Saber) in front of him again.

That familiar feeling came to my mind again.

What was drawn out by "her" became clearer and clearer - it was a figure that was somewhat similar to Altria, but also had many differences.

Wait a moment.

There is a problem that seems to have been overlooked!

Isn't this the "Servant" simulated by Chaldea?

Is it possible to understand oneself?

Before Ian could figure out what was going on, Mashu's voice came again.

"Senior... In addition to attacking, you also need to learn how to let your Servant defend."

"so--"

"This time, it's my turn to attack."

"okay."

In response to Matthew's words, Ian decided to observe for a while longer.

He could only sense the presence of that figure but could not know its true identity.

Since these are things that I felt after participating in the simulated battle, if I continue, maybe I will get more information.

Under Mash's command, Cu Chulainn (Lancer) clenched the dark red spear in his hand and rushed directly towards Altria.

The two "Servants" therefore began to confront each other.

But this is not a process that requires constant supervision.

Because these "servants" were simulated with the ability to think.

As long as they are given a general direction, they can conduct combat independently to a certain extent.

What Mashu gave was the "offensive" tendency;

Ian, on the other hand, took a defensive approach.

These relatively abstract concepts are further materialized on the "battlefield" - the actual action is that Artoria is defending against Cu Chulainn's attack.

A few clang sounds.

The dark red spear and the golden sword collided with each other, and the battle between the "Servants" was demonstrated.

This is the actual meaning of the mock battle - to allow those who are qualified to become Masters to become familiar with the "Servants" in advance in a safe environment.

But Ian's mind was not on fighting at all at the moment.

He only felt that he was getting closer and closer to the figure.

The previous conclusion was also reversed.

It's not that you hold one end of the rope and the other end is holding something;

But the situation is just the opposite.

He is the "object", and no one knows what is on the other end of the rope.

"Matthew."

"What's wrong, Senior? Are you unhappy about being beaten? Then I can stop it immediately."

"That's not it."

Ian stopped Matthew's hand.

"Will the simulated battle have any impact on the participants' bodies?"

"Affects on the body?"

Mashu blinked her beautiful eyes.

"Yes, of course."

"Senior, have you forgotten? When I first came in, I reminded you that many people would feel a little uncomfortable when they participated in the simulated battle for the first time!"

"That--"

Ian's expression turned a little serious.

"Has anyone explained the cause of this discomfort?"

"This……"

This is another question that I had never thought of.

The way Matthew looked at Ian gradually became different.

She could feel that the other person was thinking about a lot of things, but she had no idea.

After hesitating for a while, the girl asked cautiously:

"Senior, do you feel something is wrong?"

"if it is like this--"

"Can you tell me?"

"..."

Ian turned around and looked at Matthew beside him.

Although she had said before that she didn't feel any discomfort, she still held her hands tightly, afraid that something might go wrong.

What an overly kind person.

Mashu felt a little embarrassed by being looked at - she began to wonder if what she had just said had displeased Ian in some way.

However, this concern did not last long.

Because Ian in front of him quickly said:

"Mashu, can I trust you?"

"of course can!"

"That--"

"You have to keep the things I'm going to say secret for me."

"Ok!"

Seeing the girl's serious promise, Ian began to have doubts.

He told her directly everything he felt from the simulated battle.

"This……"

Mash's lips parted slightly.

It was obvious that she was once again caught up in the shock created by Ian.

But there was one thing she was now 100% sure of.

"Senior, why didn't you say it earlier?!"

"This is worse than discomfort!"

"If anything happens to you, it will be a huge loss for Chaldea!"

"No! I will stop the mock battle now and take you for a check-up!"

Just as Matthew was about to take action, Ian grabbed her hands on the left and right.

"Senior, what are you doing?!"

"Listen Mashu, I'm fine, so there's no need to stop the mock battle."

“I just want to figure out why this happened.”

"so--"

Ian, who was behind Mashu, leaned close to her ear and said expressionlessly:

"Don't contradict me, okay?"

"Eh?!"

It was the first time that Mashu felt Ian's unyielding attitude.

It feels very oppressive, but at the same time, there is also a feeling that "as long as you obey, you will be safe."

She blushed, but finally nodded.

"Well...I see."

"Very good, this way no one will be embarrassed."

Ian let go of Mashu's hands and looked once again at the place where the "Servants" were fighting in front of him.

"Now, please help me get back to the way I was when I made the choice."

"Ok!"

Mashu once again used her authority to control the simulation battle system.

Three beams of light reappeared in front of Ian.

of course.

His only target was the one where Altria was.

Since you are the "thing that is tied", then you should find a way to get the thing on the other end of the rope out!

Ian knew he was not a good person.

Anyway, no matter how bad the situation is, Chaldea will back him up.

Then there is nothing to be afraid of.

Ian focused all his attention.

He once again felt the feeling of his blood boiling.

next moment.

There was a feeling coming up the "rope".

and many more.

This feeling--

How come he looks a bit like Morgan?!

93. The Second Swordsman (Saber), Mordred (-word chapter)

As the person who has the most contact in simulated memory.

Ian was fully aware of the feeling Morgan gave him.

What just came from the other end of the "rope" was definitely the "message" from Morgan.