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"Grinded apple cores?"

"Yeah." Mordred nodded, "This is my foster mother..."

The naughty kid stopped talking in the middle of his speech.

She realized that this was not something that could be said casually.

But Ian already understood exactly what she wanted to say.

This was something she had learned subtly when she was with Altria.

"So what effect does it have?" Ian asked with interest.

“It can provide super good luck!”

Mordred wiped his nose.

"I can't go to the place called 'Singularity' with the Master this time... so I can only provide help in this way."

"I hope...it's useful!"

"..."

Ian hugged Mordred and kissed her gently on the forehead.

"Yes, there will definitely be one."

Mordred was delighted by the touch from his father.

Mashu immediately became anxious.

"Senior! I have something for you too!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka realized it late, but he still reacted.

"Eh?! Then I want to send it too!"

Time passed quickly, and soon it was the day Olga Marie had chosen for her departure.

Following the instructions on the radio, Ian arrived at the central control room.

As soon as he came in, he saw Akebab.

The two looked at each other and didn't say much.

Or rather - there is nothing to talk about.

After that failed summoning, he never had any contact with her again.

This is not surprising.

After all, Ophelia made the promise first and was also the one responsible for the summoning.

No matter how much Aki Hinako tries to find me, in the end she will only be connected to Ophelia - it would be better to contact her from the beginning.

However, the relationship between the two did not improve.

Before entering the soul transfer device, Akechi Hinako glanced at Ian and smiled slightly:

"May you and I have a safe journey."

"Next time we have a chance, let's have a cup of tea together."

"it is good."

As he watched Ake Hinako enter the device, Ian became concerned about Mashu's figure.

She came out of the room earlier than me, why hasn't she arrived yet?

Ian glanced at the time and found that there was still some time before the transmission began.

"Could it be that they gave up temporarily?"

The more I think about it, the worse it feels.

Ian came out directly from the central control room and went outside to look for Mashu.

Fortunately, Mashu did not choose to give up as the man thought.

Although she felt that she couldn't do it, she still mustered up the courage to face it all.

"Senior~"

Mash called from the other side of the hallway.

Is it just slow in coming?

Ian felt a little relieved.

But at this moment, things took a direction that no one had expected.

Such a voice was heard from somewhere in the darkness.

"For our long-cherished wish."

"We can't let you enter Singularity F."

BOOM!

There was a loud noise in the central control room.

Then came the second and third sounds.

Suddenly, flames shot up into the sky and broken walls flew everywhere.

The powerful shock wave caused Ian to faint.

He lost consciousness.

I don’t know how long it took.

Ian heard a man's voice in his ear.

"Yo."

"Why is there still a person here? It looks like they haven't dealt with it properly."

Hearing the sound, Ian slowly opened his eyes.

I saw a man wearing a blue cloak, who looked like a magician, appeared in front of me.

Ian had seen this man's appearance many times in simulated battles.

That was Cu Chulainn.

but……

Seems a little different?!

180. C-rank Cu Chulainn/Master who fights personally/Multiple Noble Phantasms released (4k)

As a "target" tested in the simulated battle, Cu Chulainn's appearance had been deeply engraved in Ian's mind through repeated simulated battles.

correct.

The man in front of me is him.

only--

The difference from what he saw in Chaldea was that at this moment he was not wearing the familiar blue armor, nor was he holding the gun that shone with a dark red light.

Instead, a wand appeared in his hand.

However, Ian, who had learned basic summoning knowledge from Ophelia, could roughly understand what was going on.

Just as there is nothing static in the world.

Heroic spirits are not static either.

Among their lifetime experiences, there are many time periods that deserve to be engraved in human history.

Therefore, correspondingly, if one could find the relics they left behind during this period, one would be able to summon them from different periods of time, thus making them present different classes.

This is the situation of Cu Chulainn in front of us.

Normally, he should have carried the [Piercing Death Thorn Spear] and become a Lancer.

but--

At some point in his life, he did something that was enough to be recognized as a magician by human history, thus giving him the possibility of becoming a Caster (magician).

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Cu Chulainn looked at Ian in front of him and asked.

"You should know that fighting is inevitable."

"..."

Just this one sentence made Ian realize that the man in front of him was definitely not that friendly.

Although he was always used as a "target" for testing during simulated battles.

But Ian was not stupid enough to underestimate Cu Chulainn under the current circumstances.

——Memory Projection——

The man allowed the power to be activated in his heart.

The particles gathered in his hands at an unimaginable speed and finally formed the shape of a sword.

That's Excalibur Galatine!

Ian was a little surprised.

This surprise did not refer to the replica of the wheel-shaped sword of victory that he summoned.

But it’s the degree of realism at this moment—very close to the original.

Ian realized that there was an extremely powerful source of magic nearby that was emitting magic power.

They offset the drawback of the constant depletion of memory projection and further strengthen it.

Ian was not the only one who was surprised. Cu Chulainn also showed a surprised expression.

"It's actually a sword?"

"Interesting, let me meet you!"

Cu Chulainn's eyes began to burn.

"Flame Falls!"

"Burn it all up here!"

In an instant, Cu Chulainn was engulfed in flames beyond imagination.

It rushed towards Ian like a surging wave, as if it wanted to swallow him up.

If a normal person saw this scene, he would probably give up the idea of ​​resisting on the spot.

But it's a pity.

Ian is not a normal person.

Since there is a sufficient source of magic power nearby to improve my "memory projection" to an effect comparable to the real thing -

There are so many things that can be done!

Ian raised the Excalibur Galatine in his hand.

With the blessing of high magic power, the chanting words echoed in his mind.

"This sword is a symbol of the sun. Wherever it is swung, fire will sweep across the land."

"Excalibur Galatine!"

In an instant, the imitation sword in the man's hand burst into a dazzling light.

The flowing light of the sun was concentrated on the sword like a thread in an instant.

It's now--!

Ian held the Excalibur Galatine horizontally and then slashed forward.