The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Of course not." Ian replied with a smile. "Just... noticed something strange."

"weird stuff?"

"Yeah." Ian once again looked at the sky that Scathach mentioned.

"It seemed like something rushed up just now."

"But it's gone now, isn't it?"

Scathach took Ian's arm and rarely showed her shy side which she would never show on normal days.

"Now--"

"Don't look over there anymore."

"Is it bad to look at me?"

"...I understand." Ian nodded.

"Well, that's more like it~"

Scathach snuggled up to him and said nothing more.

She knew that all this was just a winter illusion.

but--

It is indeed beautiful.

[Your feeling is indeed correct. ]

[At this moment in the night, something is indeed flying towards the sky. ]

[That was the magic power overflowing from the summoning circle that Vivian prepared—her servant summoning had been completely completed.]

[However, at this moment, Vivian is facing something far more troublesome than the summoning itself. ]

In the forest outside of Fuyuki City.

Vivian was in a very difficult situation.

Just now, she finished listening to the introduction of the mount Donstarion by the Rider Altria, whom she summoned.

This made the witch realize one thing - her feelings for Ian were very deep.

Isn't this as dangerous as Toosaka Sakura? !

Based on this conclusion, Vivian knew that she could not let her participate in the Holy Grail War.

otherwise--

Sooner or later, I will have a conflict with her because of this.

So...let her commit suicide here?

This thought suddenly occurred to Vivian.

But at this moment——

Altria, who had no idea of ​​the witch's current mood, didn't think too much about it.

Summoned in this form, she seemed to be in a very good mood.

She continued quickly:

"that--"

"Master, do you have anything else to ask?"

"If not, shouldn't I ask you?"

"..."

Altria's words pulled Vivian back from the edge of madness.

The witch's head cleared up a little.

You can't do anything rash now.

I only prepared this summoning circle.

If Artoria were allowed to commit suicide, the next servant summoned might not be as strong as her.

Besides——

Vivian looked at the girl who was nominally her younger sister.

She...seems to be completely unprepared for herself.

After much consideration, the witch decided to put aside her inner thoughts for the time being and listen to what Altria wanted to ask.

"I see, it's indeed your turn."

"Tell me, what's your problem?"

"Um……"

Artoria, holding Donstarion's hand, slowed down her pace.

At this moment, her eyes were no longer confused like before, but extremely clear.

"now that--"

"Master, if you can summon me... that means you are still alive, right?"

"..."

Vivian's expression seemed a little embarrassed - Altria's question implicitly reminded her of her failures over the past thousand years.

But she still replied: "You can say that."

"That--"

There was a glimmer of hope in Altria's eyes.

She did not intend to understand why the new king of Britain could live so long, but wanted to confirm what she was expecting with a girlish heart.

"Did you see Ian again?!"

"..."

Altria's question left Vivian completely silent.

She guessed right, but she was also dead wrong.

The Artoria summoned now does have deep feelings for Ian.

No.

That's the correct way to say it.

Any Artoria summoned through normal means will definitely become like this.

Vivian has now confirmed this fact.

Altria really loves her husband.

It turns out that he is so good...

The witch felt her heart go cold - the deeper the love others had for Ian, the more she regretted her original choice.

But even so, Vivian still insisted that Ian belonged to her alone.

She will never give in to this!

and so--

When faced with the extremely sharp question raised by Altria unintentionally.

Instead of giving an answer, the witch turned the sharp end back at her.

"Artoria."

"As the king of Britain, you...want to know about Ian's situation first, instead of caring about what's happening in Britain?"

Vivian's question can be said to have a profound meaning.

She felt that this might make Altria slightly aware that there was something wrong with her thinking.

however--

What the witch didn't know was that Altria didn't have much trouble with such a sharp question.

She has found a reason to let go.

"Britain is indeed important."

"only--"

"Mr. Ian has already told me... its ending cannot be changed by me alone."

"What path Britain chooses, what future it moves towards...is decided by everyone together."

“The ‘king’ doesn’t need to exist, or everyone is the ‘king’.”

"so--"

Altria looked straight at Vivian in front of her, and there was no longer the entanglement of the past in her eyes.

"Whatever the outcome of Britain, it is something I should accept."

"Now, I want to do what Ian asked me to do before - to pursue the life that belongs to me."

At this point, Altria smiled.

“To be honest, I didn’t know how to do it before.”

"But after seeing you, I suddenly realized that I already had the answer."

"What I want, what I pursue, is actually him - so I will continue to participate in the Holy Grail War until I meet him again."

"Master, maybe this is why we met again."

After saying this, Altria smiled happily.

It was obvious that she said this from the bottom of her heart, and it was an answer with a clear conscience.

In comparison, Vivian felt that she looked a bit clownish with her suspicion.

The witch realized that she had lost completely.

After a long moment, Vivian sighed.

After all, she couldn't abandon this servant who had passionate feelings for her husband.

She answered the other party's question.

"Britain is over."

"As for Ian's current situation...it's also very complicated."

"so--"

Vivian's eyebrows drooped slightly, showing her unwillingness but helplessness towards reality.

She could never have imagined that one day she would have to stand on the side of Altria.

"Sister, can you come and help me?"

"..."

This was the first time that Altria heard Morgan call her sister, and it was also the first time that she saw the extremely proud princess asking for her help.

Maybe she really has no other choice.

Realizing this, Altria was more than willing to accept her request—it was a reconciliation with the past.

Then, the girl smiled and said in a way that suited the other party:

"Sister, I am your Servant, of course I will try to help you."

"Let's wait until we get to the castle, and then we can discuss this slowly."

"Well," Vivian forced a smile, "Let's go first."

The area of ​​this forest is quite large.