The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Do you want to use the magical reaction of the weapons of the Atlas Academy to resurrect King Arthur?"

"This... is a bit too fantastical."

“This is not a fantasy!”

Pastor Fernando Cruz held his books, looking anxious.

The book in his hand was not a Bible or something like that which a pastor should have, but a biography filled with the life of King Arthur.

This is a common phenomenon in the village of Brakmoya.

Absolute fanaticism for King Arthur and the absolute belief that can abandon all other existence.

you can say it this way--

This entire village was created for King Arthur.

She grew up here and brought blessings to this place.

Then she will be resurrected here again and return to the world that belongs to her.

“Everyone supports this kind of thing!”

"Miss Vivian, please help us!"

Morgan's expression was extremely complicated when he heard such a request.

On the one hand, she felt somewhat guilty towards her sister Altria, believing that she did owe her more or less;

But on the other hand, Morgan was somewhat resistant to resurrecting her.

The reason is simple -

She knew her sister might not agree with this.

If they knew that I was secretly assisting them, the situation would probably get even worse.

After much deliberation, Morgan finally chose a relatively compromising approach.

She asked in return about Fernando Crozier.

“Does it have to be this far?”

"Yes, Miss Vivian!" Fernando Croz said tremblingly, "Even her mother agreed to this."

"so--"

"Would you please, from the Atlas Academy, give us your utmost assistance?"

"what?"

Morgan felt like he was hearing words that were unbelievable.

"You said Gray's mother also agreed to this kind of thing?"

"Yes." Fernando Cruz nodded. "I'll call her over right now—!"

"Magdalena, come out!"

"Vivian wants to see you!"

"it is good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Morgan saw a figure appear not far away.

Even without an introduction, the princess from Britain knew that this was definitely Gray's mother.

Because they look exactly the same, it is probably not an exaggeration to say that they were carved from the same mark.

Of course, that’s why.

When Morgan saw Magdalena, he almost thought that it was his sister Altria who had grown up, and almost fell backwards.

Fortunately, she reacted very quickly and gained her footing in no time.

But Magdalena didn't care about her fleeting panic.

Instead, the woman fell to her knees in front of Morgan.

“Please——!”

"My daughter, Gray, was born to prepare for the king's resurrection!"

"Ms. Vivian, please fulfill her wish and fulfill the purpose of this village's existence!"

"..."

Morgan certainly did not believe such words.

In contrast, she quickly noticed the impatience in Magdalena's words.

This is a reaction that a mother would never dare to have.

after all--

They are his own flesh and blood. How could he be willing to sacrifice them for the resurrection of others?

But it was at this moment that Morgan felt his head was being invaded by an extremely terrifying thought.

That was the lake nymph named Vivian that Mary had mentioned earlier, who was filled with love and jealousy.

Morgan, who was born in the lake, has this extremely evil side, but for a long time, he has been suppressed by Ian with his own body.

after all--

He is the only one who can fill Vivian's desire and even make her feel pity, like a miracle.

But all that is in the past.

At the moment when the situation was getting out of control, Morgan had only one idea in his mind that was difficult to change or erase.

"If--"

"If my younger sister, Artoria, can be resurrected in this way—"

"Does this mean that Ian could also use the Atlas Academy's weapon principles to accomplish this kind of thing?"

Human desires are like seeds. Once planted, they will grow into towering trees.

By the time Morgan reacted, the words of agreement had already come out of his mouth.

"okay, I get it."

"Just follow my instructions."

【The gears of fate are turning slowly.】

[Many causes and effects are entangled at this moment.]

There are people like Gray who try to break free from the constraints of fate.

There are also people like Morgan who try to change their fate for their own selfish reasons.

[But more people are still bound by fate and continue to move forward.]

"Hey, be careful! This is King Arthur's tomb! If you make such a big noise, you won't be able to leave later!"

"I know, I know. You don't know how many times you've told me this. I'm more careful than you are now, otherwise I won't be able to complete my mission."

"It's funny, that Tokiomi family in Fuyuki is willing to spend so much money to buy King Arthur's relics. What on earth are they trying to do?"

"Why do you care so much about other people? If you can make money, just work honestly!"

"Okay, okay, you're right—eh? It's really shipped?"

"Let me see? A scabbard?! Man, we got it!"

"Yeah, bro!"

The tomb raiders' revelry was unknown to others.

[After all, no one expected that someone would dare to do such a thing at this time of night.]

[Except Grey.]

"Whoosh hoot—"

The girl ran on the road of Brakmoya.

She was using all her strength and looked like she was running for her life.

This is actually the case.

Gray knew that if she didn't escape now, she would definitely become a "sacrifice" for King Arthur's resurrection.

She was a bit cowardly at first and didn't dare to run away against her mother's wishes.

but--

After listening to Ian's adventure stories, Grey no longer wanted to be replaced.

She wants to change all this!

"Mr. Ian, please help me!"

What Gray didn't know was that as she ran, trying to escape from this fate.

A ray of light flashed, shot straight into the sky, and then disappeared.

【Fate has arrived at the most opportune moment.】

Gray, running on the road out of the village, completely failed to notice that the voice that once attached itself to her cube had returned to its scabbard.

[A man wearing a tall hat silently watched her run off into the distance.]

[A huge fog begins to spread across the path Gray is leaving.]

[The girl then disappeared into the thick fog, until she was completely out of sight.]

【An unprecedented singularity was born.】

【And then——】

【It is Waver Velvet who has come here.】

Having been defeated in the Fourth Holy Grail War, he seeks to find an exorcist in this village so he can participate in the Fifth Holy Grail War and see his beloved friend Iskandar once again.

【But everything came to an abrupt end with Gray's disappearance. 】

[The only thing that has changed is Morgan, who I've learned about in the Clock Tower.]

[Altria's "failure" in resurrection made her realize that alchemy is not the best solution to her problem.]

[After hundreds of years, she once again embarked on a journey to learn magic.]

【only--】

[Thousands of failures still await her.]

[Merry's words from the beginning followed her like a nightmare.]

What should I do if what I get is not as good as I imagined?

[“Then you will just fall into endless pain.”]

Morgan gave Mary the most complete answer without her knowing.

[——Simulation ends——]

[The results you have achieved have been written into pan-human history, and some of your abilities have been incorporated into your body.]

【Thank you for your contribution! 】

523. Tamamonomae's Wife Serves/The Harem's Jealousy (4k)

Memories slowly returned.

Ian opened his eyes and found himself in the director's office in Chaldea.

At this moment, Atalanta and Tamamonomae, two beast-eared girls, were leaning on him, one on the left and one on the right.

Their expressions seemed content and comfortable.

This isn't the first time reality has returned.

Ian knew that there was not much he could do to change what happened in the past, so he could only try his best to take care of them.