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

but--

It would be unfair to say it was Morgan alone.

A more accurate description would be that it is "closely related to her, but not her herself".

Only one step is left to pull the other end of the "rope" to your side.

before this--

One more thing needs to be confirmed.

Ian looked at Matthew beside him.

There is no doubt that the memories brought about by simulation are indeed real.

But this does not mean that it is valid in the world where Chaldea exists.

Therefore, it is necessary to make the greatest possible confirmation before taking final action.

"Matthew."

While maintaining the status quo, Ian asked the girl beside him:

"How does the story of King Arthur end?"

"Eh?"

Although she didn't understand why Ian suddenly asked this, Mashu still answered very seriously:

"Hmm... According to the knowledge I have come across, she should have died by the lake where she once obtained the holy sword."

"After her death, her grave was moved to the royal cemetery."

"..."

Ian's eyes flickered - what Matthew said was consistent with the memories obtained in the simulation.

Out of caution, he asked one more question.

"That--"

"Was it Morgan who moved her grave to the royal cemetery?"

"Yes, that's right." Matthew nodded. "It was indeed Morgan, who received the throne from King Arthur, who ordered her grave to be moved back to the royal cemetery."

"But before that, it was said that the two had a deep conflict over certain things."

"I don't know who is able to resolve this contradiction..."

"Cough cough."

Ian coughed a few times.

This topic should not be lingered on for long.

"By the way, Mashu, why do you know so much about it? Normally, you should only have a rough idea, right?!"

"This one……"

Mashu looked a little embarrassed, but continued to explain:

"Because I am actually one of the candidates for the Master."

"So I did learn about this aspect, but now it seems a bit redundant."

"..."

Seeing Matthew lower her head, Ian hesitated for a moment, then reached out and touched her head.

"Mashu, you can't be so unconfident."

"Didn't you say that those who can come to Chaldea are one in a million?"

"So--"

"You won't be that bad, will you?"

"Eh?"

Hearing Ian's words, a hint of gratitude flashed in Mashu's eyes, but soon she became a little frustrated.

"But I am..."

"What is it?" Ian couldn't help but ask.

"No, it's nothing!"

Mash shook her head.

"Senior, I will try to be more confident!"

"..."

Although he felt that Matthew must have something to say to him, Ian was not the kind of person who would keep asking questions that others didn't want to answer.

He nodded.

"ok, I get it."

"But Mashu, if you have any difficulties, although I may not be able to help you, I am still very happy to be a listener."

"Hmm..." Mashu nodded with a slightly blushing face.

"Thank you, senior."

After comforting Matthew, Ian focused his attention back on the beam of light in front of him.

After confirming from her that the history of the world where Chaldea was located was indeed connected to the simulation, he realized that the "abnormality" before him might not be as simple as he imagined.

There is a connection with Morgan, but it is not Morgan itself.

What exactly is waiting for me?

Although Ian was a little worried, he knew that he couldn't just wait like this.

He once again touched the pillar of light where Artoria Pendragon (Saber) was.

This time, he did not avoid contact with that feeling like before.

"Whatever it is, come out!"

Ian said this silently in his mind, and then he felt the beam of light.

I saw it changing little by little until it completely transformed into another almost completely different color, and then it stopped.

Looking at this scene, Mashu was naturally extremely shocked.

But before the girl could say anything, Ian had already reached out and covered her mouth in anticipation.

“No problem—”

"Don't be afraid, Mashu."

"..."

This time, Mashu didn't hesitate and nodded directly.

This also saves Ian a lot of trouble.

He loosened his hand and continued to touch the transformed beam of light, exerting the same echoing thought on it as when he summoned Artoria Pendragon (Saber).

To be fair.

Ian thought this would be an extremely chaotic process, but it was actually much simpler than he imagined.

It was like pulling something back into your body that had just escaped from your body.

He had already vaguely sensed something.

But no matter what——

Let’s summon it to the “battlefield” first!

The particles that changed color rushed forward like a tornado, and then slowly gathered into a human shape on the "battlefield".

Both Ian and Mashu beside him realized that this was definitely not any of the three "Servants" just now.

"Senior...why don't you just stop?!"

"I feel very dangerous!"

Matthew's dissuasion had no effect on Ian.

He in turn persuaded her.

"Mashu, we shouldn't be afraid of new things, right?"

"Perhaps this is an opportunity for the simulation battle system to upgrade."

"But--"

Mashu was still thinking about making a few more arguments, but the next moment, Ian hugged her in one hand.

"No buts."

The man looked at the girl in his arms with an inexplicable gaze.

"Mashu, don't refute me, okay?"

"..."

Mashu had never tried this kind of contact before, so she could only nod shyly.

"very good."

Ian looked at the human figure again.

"Mashu, then come with me to witness what this is all about?"

Amid the man's self-confidence and the girl's uneasiness, the newly emerged light finally gathered into a fixed shape.

According to the logic that Mashu said before, this should be the process of a "Heroic Spirit" transforming into a "Servant".

That means that this would be the fourth "Servant" who came here in some unknown way in addition to the three "Servants".

Who could it be?

Ian found that instead of being scared, he seemed a little excited.

After all, he was not a good person.

If he could really summon a new "heroic spirit", it would be perfect for his original purpose.

The only thing left in the man's sight was the silhouette of the light.

He had to figure out what was going on.

but--

Ian never expected that the course of events would be completely beyond his expectations.

I saw the light particles dissipating little by little.

The first thing Ian saw was a high silver ponytail.

This way of tying hair is extremely similar to that of Altria.

Then, there were those blue eyes—Ian would never forget the feeling of being able to see the ocean in his eyes.

That's what happens when you lock eyes with Morgan.

As for facial features, he does have many similarities with Morgan.

No, it should be said that it is what Morgan's face looks like after the signs of time have faded.

But there was a bit more courage between her brows, more like that of Altria.

Who is this?

Ian's brain began to work quickly.

He searched for the answer to this question in all the memories he had obtained.

A name slowly emerged in his mind.

Mordred.

The last child of himself and Morgan.