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

If she had to take action, Atalanta would definitely not mind using her Noble Phantasm, the Phoebus Catastroph.

It's just a matter of life and death!

As a hunter, she had already made this determination!

but--

The little cat girl didn't just do it right away.

Her eyes fell on Ian who was standing beside her.

When the Master Toosaka Rin is not around, the orders given by this man are the guidelines for his actions!

"..."

[You realize that your actions will determine whether a battle will break out between Archer Atalanta and Rider next.]

[To be fair, if you start from the most utilitarian point of view, you should attack Rider immediately.]

[After all, Atalanta, who has always called you master, will definitely fight with you. ]

[The combination of Archer and Saber will naturally not lose to a single Rider. ]

【but--】

[You look at the Rider in front of you, and feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.]

Have seen her.

I must have seen her somewhere.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Ian's eyes gradually became cloudy.

Fragments of past memories flashed through his mind again and again - that was the chain reaction caused by the excessive mana replenishment not long ago.

Holy Lake, Holy Sword, White Dragon.

Many fragments of images came together in the man's mind and finally formed a name.

"Artoria?"

At this moment, the words were like sharp arrows, shooting straight at the girl standing at the entrance of the dojo.

The pair of eyes as green as the deep forest bloomed slightly at this moment, exuding the love deep in the girl's heart.

"Mr. Ian!"

Artoria, whose name was called, ran towards Ian.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the days thousands of years ago when she spent time with him.

"I miss you so much...I really miss you so much."

"It's great to see you...

The girl rubbed her cheek in his arms, as if she wanted to tell him all the grievances she had suffered since parting with him forever.

Although the man's eyes were a little hesitant, he still held her in his arms.

She is so sad, she must need someone to comfort her, right?

"..."

Although she was somewhat dissatisfied with her master hugging Rider, Atalanta felt that she could understand him inexplicably.

Is she...looking for him too?

Ten minutes later.

After finally calming down, Artoria learned the somewhat cruel truth.

"Mr. Ian."

"You...can't remember anything from the past?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

"Then how did you call out my name?" Altria was a little confused.

"If you're asking that—"

Ian felt much better as he looked at the petite and cute girl in front of him.

"I don't know how to explain it either."

"But the moment I saw you, I remembered the name."

"Perhaps - you are a very important person to me?"

"This……"

Altria turned her face away, feeling a little shy.

"Me too... Mr. Ian is also a very important person to me."

"Wait a moment!"

Atalanta stretched out her hand and pushed Ian, who was Saber, and Rider, to the sides.

"Are you guys... really that familiar with each other?"

"..."

Ian didn't know how to answer this question for a moment.

But Altria admitted it very seriously.

“More than cooked!”

"I've already said it... Mr. Ian is very important to me! The most important one!"

Altria's decisiveness made the little cat girl a little overwhelmed.

She spoke a little softer.

"But in this case—"

"This Holy Grail War has become very strange, right?"

"Strange?" Altria was puzzled. "What does this mean?"

"Just..." Atalanta looked at Ian.

"Does...everyone know him?"

"..."

"..."

Atalanta's words silenced both Ian and Altria.

This is not an unrealistic imagination.

At least so far, both Archer and Rider do know Ian.

If Lancer is included, this range will be further expanded.

Realizing that this might be a very poor logical problem, Ian decided to end the topic for the time being.

"so--"

"Altria, you must be here for something else, right?"

"..."

Returning to her original intention, Altria looked at the man in front of her, and the emotions in her eyes became quite complicated.

Her lips trembled slightly, and finally she uttered words that sounded like a prayer.

"that--"

"Mr. Ian, if I may."

"Can you please...can you please go with me to see my sister?"

341. Decadent Morgan and his confession/Emotions that cannot be restricted by the Command Spell (4k)

"elder sister?"

Hearing what Altria said, Ian showed a confused expression.

“Rider, the sister you are talking about is…”

"..."

The girl was stunned at first, and then realized that Ian really couldn't understand what the word "sister" meant at this moment.

For a moment, Altria felt somewhat relieved, but more distressed.

The girl was thankful that Ian could still remember her name.

This shows that even though the situation has become like this, he still reserves a place for himself in his heart.

What makes me sad is that he has lost his memory of the past.

Obviously... he was working so hard to get these.

but--

Although she had such thoughts in her mind, Artoria did not express them.

Because she knew that she was not here to cause him trouble, but to give her sister real relief from her feelings that had nowhere to go.

"that--"

"It's the teacher Vivian you know."

"I...would like to ask you to go meet her."

"..."

[Altria's request is somewhat beyond the line. ]

【after all--】

[In this Holy Grail War, your Master is Sakura Tousaka, not Vivian. ]

[It's irrational no matter how you think about it if I meet her like this. ]

【But--】

[You find that there is a feeling in your mind that has never gone away. ]

[That means Vivian is very important to you. ]

[This is an existence that cannot be erased even by the Command Spell. It is probably not an exaggeration to say that it is a mystery beyond magic.]

[You hesitated.]

"Artoria."

The man looked at the girl in front of him, his tone more concerned.

"I don't want to deny your request...but can you at least tell me why you do this?"

"Letting her meet me...is it really that important?"

"..."

Altria was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

"Yes."

"You are right, Mr. Ian—this is indeed a very important matter."

The girl's eyes flashed back to her sister's life during this period, and her expression became a little uncomfortable.

"If...if my sister can't see you, I don't think she will ever be able to cheer up again."

"..."

Ian didn't like this reason.

If most people said this to him, the man probably wouldn't even pay any attention.

but--