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

"Ritsuka, what do you think?"

"I'll listen to you." Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, "You have much more combat experience than I do... I trust your judgment!"

The two Masters from different eras reached a consensus at this moment.

On the same day, late at night.

Mordred, who was in charge of the night watch, was looking at the sword in his hand in the light of the campfire, his expression a little confused.

That was no ordinary sword, but her Noble Phantasm - the Clarent Sword.

This is the weapon given to her by her biological mother Morgan.

It is the Silver Sword of the King that enables the recipient to inherit the entire Camelot.

But what Mordred cared about at the moment was not its meaning itself.

These were words Morgan spoke with deep affection before the sword exchange.

"You must be as brave as your father."

"He...is the hero of all Camelot."

As the daughter most cared for by Morgan, Mordred knew that her mother rarely praised someone.

She is the King of Camelot after all.

The king was destined to be proud, so it was impossible for him to write a hymn for just anyone.

but now--

The father who was praised to the sky by his mother ran away with a strange woman whom he had only met a few times.

This doesn't seem right no matter how you think about it!

Just as Mordred was feeling distressed by the contrast, a hand patted her shoulder.

"Xiao Mo~"

The voice was all too familiar to Mordred.

She turned around and saw Gareth, smiling.

"Huh?!" The naughty boy was very surprised.

"Sister Gareth, haven't you gone to rest yet?"

"I was planning to take a rest~"

Gareth sat down next to Mordred, stretched out his hand, and began to warm himself by the fire.

"But Xiao Mo, you seem to be very bored... so I came over to keep you company!"

As the youngest daughter, Mordred was not the only one favored by Morgan.

She was also looked after by her brothers and sisters who had already become Knights of the Round Table - and Gareth was of course one of them.

Even now that she has become a Servant, she hopes to be able to give her sister a little more care.

Mordred certainly understood this.

She said happily:

"Sister Gareth, you are so nice!"

"Your words really make me happy." Gareth accepted the compliment from his sister without hesitation.

but--

Gareth's sunny weather lasted only a moment.

She quickly held her sister's hand and said worriedly:

"By the way...did father really leave with another woman?"

"And he left on his own initiative?"

Gareth has not met Ian of this era directly.

But the two sisters had already shared information with each other - she soon understood what her father had done during this period of time called the "singularity."

"..."

Hearing this, Mordred hugged his knees, his expression illuminated by the firelight appearing very conflicted.

"Sister Gareth."

"I saw it with my own eyes."

"Father really did ride on some other woman's dragon and left."

"This……"

Gareth believed that his sister would not lie.

She didn't have to lie at all.

but--

Having participated in the Battle of Vortigern, Gareth's understanding of his father is actually very similar to Mordred's.

That is to say, he is also considered a hero.

So in a situation like this, her first reaction was almost the same as her sister's - she simply couldn't believe it.

"Father...how could he do such a thing?"

"yes……"

Just as the two sisters were in great entanglement over the same reason, another figure appeared in front of them.

That's Joan of Arc.

Worried about everyone's safety, she didn't sleep deeply - so she was soon awakened by the conversation between Gareth and Mordred.

She looked at the two people by the campfire and spoke in an extremely gentle tone:

"What do you seem to be discussing?"

"Can I join in, too?"

Because he had mistaken Jeanne d'Arc for Altria before, Mordred was a little embarrassed towards her.

Hearing the other party's request, he naturally nodded hurriedly.

Not to mention Gareth.

Jeanne is her Master, so as a Servant she would naturally not refuse such a request.

"Master, please sit down."

After getting the consent of both of them, Joan of Arc sat down.

She looked at them and said straight to the point:

"so--"

"What were you talking about just now?"

Gareth and Mordred looked at each other and nodded.

As the younger sister, Mordred directly confessed the topic they had just discussed.

"Ms. Jeanne."

"We...were wondering why my Master left with another Jeanne d'Arc."

Although not Mordred's Master.

But after getting to know her for some time, Joan of Arc still knew a lot about her.

It was similar to his situation with Gareth.

Mordred is a Servant summoned by Ian.

Besides--

Unlike Gareth and Mordred who were kept in the dark.

Joan of Arc has a secret code left by her brother Ian.

She knew that the other party did not suddenly leave with the Dragon Witch - but was doing something that she could not know for the time being, that's all.

and so--

When Joan of Arc heard what Mordred said, she naturally wanted to help explain.

of course.

She also still remembered the advice from her brother - that is, never expose the relationship between the two.

Although I don't know why I do this.

But Joan of Arc never doubted her brother's instructions - he was willing to sacrifice his own life for her, so what reason was there to doubt?

But then again...

It's like a miracle that my brother is still alive!

"If you're worried about him—"

The saint's gaze swept across the two people in front of her, full of tenderness.

“I don’t think it’s necessary.”

"Eh?"

He heard a completely different answer——from his own Master's mouth.

Gareth had some hope.

She said hurriedly:

"Master, what do you mean?"

"Hmm..." After a little consideration, Joan of Arc gave her own explanation.

"Think about it."

"Although I encountered many cities destroyed by another 'me' along the way, almost no one was hurt."

"Don't you think—"

"Could this perhaps have something to do with him?"

"this!"

Mordred was very excited as Joan of Arc's words ignited his hope.

"Ms. Jeanne, are you saying... that the Master is secretly helping us?"

"That's about what I mean." Jeanne smiled slightly, "After all, this is the only reason that can explain it."

Hearing this, Mordred became happy.

But she soon became a little depressed, as if she thought of something sad.

"But--"

"He clearly stopped me from killing the Dragon Witch at that time, right?"

“Does this count as helping us?”

"But he didn't think of attacking us after that?"

Jeanne continued to explain patiently.

"From this point of view...he is at least unwilling to take action, right?"

"and--"

"He didn't force you to leave."

Joan of Arc's statement was actually just her own guess.

but.

For Mordred at this moment, all she needed was speculation like this.