The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"okay, I get it."

With this response, Gray put on her hat, covered her face, and walked deeper into the village.

Morgan looked at her back and always felt that something was wrong.

[This is indeed the case.]

[What Morgan didn't know was that Grey chose to leave like this for some special reason.]

[That was her only "friend" in this village.]

In a house somewhere in the village of Brakmoya.

Gray, who had been avoiding the villagers' sight all the way, arrived here.

She looked around, and after finally confirming that no one was following her, she walked into the deepest part of the room.

She unbuttoned the first two buttons of her robe and pulled out a cube.

It was a thing made up of multiple parts, with eyes and a mouth carved on it, and it looked quite mysterious.

but--

Gray, however, has great respect for it.

Not only did she take out a cloth to wipe off the dust, she also reverently straightened her collar, making herself look as if she had prepared specially for this meeting.

After confirming that everything is handled properly.

Gray blushed slightly as she tapped the cube in her hand and asked cautiously:

"that--"

"are u there?"

The girl's tone was gentle yet serious, and she looked like she was dealing with something extremely important.

This sincere treatment soon earned a response from the Cube.

"Yes, Gray."

"I am always here."

"That's great."

The girl looked relieved, but quickly became nervous again.

"Today the High Priest asked me to pick someone up. It seems that the person is related to the Atlas Court."

"I heard about a senior alchemist... What on earth is he trying to do?"

"Sorry, I don't know either."

The voice inside the cube was extremely gentle, soothing Gray like an older brother.

"But I think you can rest assured."

"Fernando Crozier is a good man. Isn't that something you've already confirmed?"

"That's true..." Gray hugged the cube, "But I feel like it's planning something I don't know about."

"Don't worry, I'm here. Even if something bad happens to you, you can protect yourself well, right?"

"Eh……"

Hearing these words that gave her a surge of security, Gray smiled happily.

"you're right."

"That--"

"Can I... ask you another question?"

"What's the problem?" The voice came from the cube again.

"that is--"

Gray looked at the cube in front of her, a hint of playfulness in her eyes.

"Is your name really Ian Pendragon?"

"And the legendary King Arthur... so similar?!"

522. Morgan is destined to miss him (Volume 4, k)

[When did he come to Gray's side? ]

【correct. 】

[Isn't it about the time when you tried to stop Altria from having her "human" part taken away by the Holy Spear?]

[The shattered soul attached itself to the Rhongomyniad, the Spear of the End, in its remaining form, becoming a part of it.]

【to be honest--】

[This should have been something Morgan le Fay could have easily discovered after a brief inspection.]

[But she was so immersed in sorrow that she didn't realize it at all.]

【And then——】

After a series of ups and downs, the British knight's soul finally arrived at Blackmoya Village, where Gray was, by chance.

【This is where King Arthur's fans gather. 】

[Even after she completely passed away, the fanatical believers here still spontaneously performed the ritual to resurrect her.]

[However, if we really want to find out the underlying reasons, we will find that the final problem still lies with Morgan.]

[Her and her sister Altria's understanding was mistakenly taken as a symbol of support for this resurrection ritual.]

【so--】

Even at this point in time when the technology wasn't yet mature, these staunch supporters of King Arthur still believed in the Atlas Academy—the organization with the most profound research into alchemy today.

[And Morgan, who had studied alchemy because of Plerati, was the person sent by the Atlas Academy to guide them.]

【Everything seems like fate is playing a little joke.】

"Yes, my name is Ian Pendragon."

The knight inside the cube responded to Gray.

"I think I've emphasized this to you many times, right?"

"But I still want to listen to it." Gray acted completely different from how she acted in front of Morgan just now.

It can be seen that she has a special trust in Ian.

But this is not surprising.

after all--

In this village where everyone regards her as a "sacrifice" to resurrect King Arthur, the only person she can talk to normally is Ian, whom she knows.

"Gray, are you really going to do that?" The man's voice sounded inside the cube in the girl's hand.

"You...are going to escape from Brakmoya Village?"

"Yes." Gray nodded very seriously.

"I don't want to be King Arthur."

"I am who I am—Ian, you said you would support me, right?"

"Of course I support you." Ian's voice was still gentle.

"after all--"

"If Altria knew about this kind of thing, she would definitely not support it. I can be 100% sure of that."

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere in the room fell into silence again.

After a long time, Gray took the initiative to once again touch upon the question that she had always been curious about.

"that--"

"Excuse me, are you really the King Lot whose strength is completely unrecorded?"

"And also the Knight of the Round Table who has yet to be identified?"

"This is the 1,738th time you've asked me this question." Ian's tone seemed somewhat helpless. "Gray, is my credit really that bad in your eyes?"

"That's not what I meant!" Gray shook her head repeatedly.

"Of course I believe what you say—but I think if you are in this position, shouldn't you support the resurrection of King Arthur?"

"In theory, that's true."

Ian responded to Gray's doubts.

"but--"

"As the knight who knows her best, I know she would never support such a thing."

"Because she has rediscovered the meaning of human happiness, it is absolutely impossible to achieve resurrection by depriving a person of everything."

"Even if you really became her resurrected 'body', she would probably commit suicide right here and now."

"The king has his own dignity."

"This……"

This was the first time Grey had heard Ian's analysis in such depth.

She felt that her understanding of King Arthur seemed to be slightly off.

"King Arthur, no, Artoria Pendragon, is he such a gentle being?"

"She always has been—but she can't show it because she's the king."

"If I have a chance, I'll tell you her story again."

"Now..." The cube in the girl's hand shone with a special light.

"Let's find a way to escape from here first."

"Good~"

Gray hid the precious cube back in her clothes - she actually knew its name.

I think it's called something like Rhongomyniad.

However, it is said that it is just a very crude imitation, and it is really not as good as the real thing.

"Ian, I'll leave everything up to you."

"Well, leave it to me."

[This is an escape plan known only to you and Gray.]

[You don't know that Morgan, who has been desperately searching for you, is actually in Brakmoya Village right now.]

[The same principle applies to Morgan.]

[She never imagined that you were actually with Gray, whom she had just chatted with.]

She never imagined that the source of all this was actually the moment she and Merry left Camelot.

If I had stayed longer—

【Perhaps the outcome will not be as bad as it is now.】

Inside the cathedral in the village of Brakmoya.

As the "technical instructor" of the Atlas Academy, Morgan came here following the notes left by other alchemists.

only--

Morgan actually didn't like the purpose of these people.