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Her hair was messy and her clothes were not tidy, and she looked very disheveled.

"Vivian, what are you doing..."

Hearing the familiar voice, Vivian turned around and saw Ian.

only--

The moment their eyes met, Vivian instantly looked away.

She didn't even notice that there was another woman standing next to Ian, and she just stood up and walked inside, looking like she was afraid to see him.

In this situation, not to mention Ian, even Scathach felt something was wrong.

"What's going on here?"

"Did I disgust her?"

"No." Ian shook his head.

"If that's the case... I think she would be very angry with you right now."

"..."

Scathach really couldn't deny this.

She remembered that her Gae Bolg Alternative was originally intended to stab this woman.

But later, because of Ian, it became a sharp weapon to stab him.

"Then why does she have this attitude..." Scathach muttered, "If it were me, I would be very happy to see you, right?"

"..."

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

At this moment, Altria walked out from the side, muttering something.

"Sister, you..."

The girl stopped talking halfway.

Because she saw Ian and Scathach.

"..."

Altria's expression became extremely complicated.

Ian was the one she wanted to see;

But this person named Misaya is not like that!

The man, realizing that she might have had some misunderstanding, immediately began to explain.

"Lily."

"Don't get excited yet—Scathach isn't here to cause trouble."

"She is our ally now."

"ally?"

[You told Altria exactly what happened.]

【You prevented a misunderstanding from happening. 】

[But like Atalanta, Artoria also seemed very surprised. ]

"Lancer... was defeated by Caster?"

Altria gasped.

Compared to Archer Atalanta's speculation, as a Rider, she had actually fought against Lancer.

The girl could confirm that if the opponent's martial arts were used normally, he would be able to perform well in this Holy Grail War.

but--

He actually defeated him directly now?

No.

To be more precise, should it be that the Master was defeated together with him?

In this way, the strength of Caster, whose identity is not yet known, will probably have to be raised several levels.

"Yes." Scathach recalled the scene at that time with some helplessness, "Caster might know how to target any Servant."

"At least at that time... I was unable to find a suitable way to fight back."

Scathach was still a little unconvinced in her heart.

After all, as the queen of the Shadow Kingdom, she actually doesn't want to lose to others.

but--

The other party was so well prepared.

Scathach could conclude that this Caster had made more preparations than she had in the past ten years!

"so--"

Ian looked at Altria in front of him and gently stroked her head.

"I need to discuss these matters with Vivian immediately."

"But why did she run away when she saw me?"

"Hey, this..."

Altria's expression turned awkward.

"I think my sister probably thinks she is too embarrassed to face you?"

"Are you embarrassed to face me?" The man frowned slightly. "What's there to be embarrassed about?"

"because--"

Altria looked back in the direction she came from.

And it leads to the kitchen.

"My sister was trying to cook just now—and she burned her hand."

"Maybe... she feels that she can't even do this kind of thing, so she can't face you."

"..."

The moment he heard these words, Ian spoke directly.

"You two should talk for a while."

"I'm going to go see Vivian."

Without waiting for Scathach and Altria to respond, Ian walked straight into the depths of the mansion and finally came to the door of a room.

It was the smallest and farthest room in the mansion - she probably felt she didn't deserve anything better.

The door was not closed.

Ian gave it a gentle push and it swung away.

Vivian was sitting on the bed, rubbing the burned area, shedding a few tears from time to time.

It can be seen that she feels aggrieved, but has no place to vent.

Seeing Ian come in, Vivian panicked. She hid her hands and spoke hesitantly.

"What are you doing here..."

"..."

Ian didn't say anything, but sat next to Vivian and took her hidden hand.

The man blew gently on it and said softly:

"Don't force yourself."

"I can't cook... Can't you just wait for me to come back and cook?"

"Ian, I..."

Vivian was about to explain something, but was stopped by Ian.

"Stop saying anything."

The man reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the witch's eyes.

"Let's go out for a walk tonight."

"Vivian, I have something I want to talk to you about."

358. Morgan sat next to him/The Witch's Apology/The Name Remembered (4k)

The streets of Fuyuki City at night.

Ian looked at Vivian beside him and was distracted for a moment.

"What, what's wrong?"

Vivian felt a little embarrassed when she felt Ian's gaze.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"Nothing." Ian shook his head.

"And rather than saying it's wrong, this is your charm, right?"

"Vivian, you are always beautiful - now, you are even more dazzling."

Just as Ian lamented, Vivian had now changed out of the gray casual clothes she was wearing earlier.

Instead, there are more gorgeous kimonos.

Her curvy figure was displayed to the fullest at this moment, and every frown and smile was filled with indescribable mature charm.

The originally messy long hair was also carefully dressed up and tied into a beautiful shape with a big black bow.

At this moment, she was completely different from the magician who couldn't cook a few hours ago. Just looking at her was pleasing to the eye.

"is it?"

Faced with Ian's compliments, Vivian's cheeks gradually turned red, symbolizing shame.

In fact, the reason why she changed into this outfit was to hear Ian's praise.

Now this humble goal has finally been achieved.

"As long as you like it... then it's worth my preparation."

After confessing her feelings like this, Vivian lowered her head, looking a little uneasy.

no way.

She had been enjoying his overly partial love for so long that she had become a little confused about how to actively express her feelings.

But everything seemed to have not changed.

Ian asked with a smile as he held out his hand;

"Since it's prepared for me—"

"Vivian, it should be okay to hold hands, right?"

"No problem at all!"

Vivian held his hand tightly, as if she was holding her most precious treasure.

"I...actually I like this too!"

"..."

Ian didn't say anything more, but nodded silently.