The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

So when faced with the boss's question, he answered very calmly:

"It's okay to just come out once in a while."

"Besides, there are three of us—he wouldn't come after us, would he?"

"That's not necessarily true." The boss still looked a little worried.

"But since you're here, you're my guest."

"These two are yours..."

Before Ian could be introduced, Jack the Ripper started talking first with a happy look on his face.

"Dad!" The little girl held Ian's clothes tightly with her hands and said so.

"It's my father..."

The boss looked at Jack the Ripper, then at Ian, and then muttered under his breath.

"How can you bring your daughter here to drink... What an alcoholic father."

Upon hearing this, Jack the Ripper immediately became unhappy.

"Don't say bad things about our dad!"

“He’s a good dad!”

After protecting Ian, Jack the Ripper stared at his boss. With her fur standing on end, she looked like a little lion.

However, it seemed that because of the threat brought by the name Jack the Ripper, the little girl did not take out the dagger as before, but simply expressed her inner love for Ian with a dissatisfied look.

As a last resort, the man quickly tried to smooth things over.

He just smiled and then "comforted" the boss who was a little scared by Jack the Ripper's stare.

"I'm sorry, my child is like this. I'm sorry if I scared you."

"..."

The boss's throat was moving slightly.

It can be seen that he was indeed frightened for a moment by the little girl's words.

but--

Perhaps to maintain his dignity as an adult, the boss did not bother too much with Jack the Ripper.

His gaze slowly moved to Gray beside Ian and asked again.

"What about this one—"

"Is this your daughter too?"

Similar to Jack the Ripper's situation, Grey also answered first.

only--

Her answer was even more explosive.

"Um... although you may find it hard to believe... but..."

The girl raised her head and looked at the boss in front of her with a look that made it clear that he was lying.

"I... am actually Mr. Ian's... wife."

"..."

"..."

After these words were spoken, not only the boss, but even Ian looked at Grey with a puzzled look.

The latter immediately realized that his answer seemed a bit crazy, and he became shy. He covered his hood and lowered his head, not daring to say another word for a long time.

When the boss saw Gray's expression, he probably understood what was going on.

"It must have been a joke—at this age, you can't just casually say you want to marry someone."

"That's how it should be, right?"

The boss looked at the man next to him, hoping to get an accurate answer from him.

however--

Looking at Gray's expression, Ian hesitated for a moment and then said something even more explosive.

"You really can't say that kind of thing casually at this age."

"so--"

"She is not my wife."

"I told you..." The boss breathed a sigh of relief.

"She's my wife in reserve."

"what?!"

Ian's simple words made Grey look up suddenly.

Those green eyes were filled with incredible surprise.

He...actually said he was his wife's reserve?!

"No, what's this!" The boss covered his head. "What the hell is wrong with you guys?! Even novels wouldn't dare to write like this, right?!"

“But it happened right in front of you.”

Ian responded to his boss with a smile.

"so--"

"Please bring something to drink."

"..."

The boss wisely shut up.

He knew there was no point in talking any further.

At this time, Jack the Ripper also leaned close to Grey and asked in a low voice.

"Are you going to be a mother?"

"Eh... maybe?"

"Then you have to learn to ride daddy!"

"Ride daddy?"

"Yes!" Jack the Ripper gestured excitedly, "That night, Mother Medusa rode Father all night long!"

"Eh--!"

Gray felt like she had discovered a new world.

"What's wrong?" Ian looked over at the two of them after ordering. "What are you talking about?"

"nothing!"

Gray blushed and shook her hands.

"I have no intention of riding Mr. Ian!"

"Ok?"

Ian seemed to realize something.

However, when the man was about to ask a few more questions, the next person who appeared at the door of the tavern made him stunned.

He was a man with a strong build and slightly dark skin.

But compared to appearance——

What Ian recalled was an even more explosive identity.

this is not……

Was it Caster who single-handedly destroyed the other Servants in that Holy Grail War?

539. Solomon's appearance/Grey is learning the ways of a wife (4k)

As the door of the tavern opened, Ian saw an unexpected face.

Bronze skin and a body strong enough to compete with Ian.

Can't go wrong.

This was Caster, summoned during that Holy Grail War by a man who called himself Marisbili Animusphia (Olga Marie's father).

His strength was so great that even the remaining servants working together were unable to shake him in the slightest.

now--

How come he is here?

The other party didn't seem to notice Ian's presence. After pushing open the door of the tavern and walking in, he went straight to a corner and waved.

"Have a drink made from human history."

"Uh... ah?"

The boss patted his ears, and after confirming that he had heard correctly, he asked:

"What does it mean?"

"How can human history be made into wine? You...don't be kidding!"

"Really... I can't do it." The man muttered to himself, then continued, "Then give me a glass of the oldest wine."

"Let me experience the feeling of time."

After saying this, he took out a bag of gold coins and placed it on the table in front of him, apparently intending to use it to pay the bill.

"..."

The tavern owner was already sweating profusely.

He never thought that he would meet so many weird people in one day.

First, there was a guy who said he wanted to marry a girl who was obviously much younger than him, and now here comes this freak who says he wants to savor the feeling of time.

Will this foggy day in London ever get better?

but--

The boss is still the boss after all, and his fundamental purpose is to open a business.

So even though the people who came here were a little bit strange, he could accept it.

"Okay, I see."

"You want the oldest wine, right? I just happen to have it, I'll bring it to you right now!"

After saying this, the boss walked towards the back of the tavern. It seemed that he was going into his own wine cellar to get enough stock to deal with the other party.

And at this moment, Gray came over quietly.

"Um..." Holding the juice that Ian ordered for her, the girl asked cautiously, "Mr. Ian, are you serious about what you just said?"

"what?"

Ian, whose mind was completely on Caster, turned around and looked at Gray in front of him, a little puzzled.

"What did I just say...?"

"It's just a wife in reserve or something..." Gray held the cup in her mouth, looking shy. "Do you really think so?"

"..."

Realizing that Gray cared about the answer to this question, Ian asked her a question in return.

"So what do you think?"

"Do you...want to act like that? My wife in reserve or something."

"I am willing!"