Fate/Bastard First Simulation In Britain as Morgan's husband

Mash's mood was quite good today.

Because she had finally thought of a legitimate reason to approach Ian.

"If Senpai likes messing around with simulation battles so much, then if I can help him find information about it, we'll definitely have something to talk about!"

With this thought in mind, the girl actually found a lot of things.

She hugged the information she had collected herself, feeling full of happiness from its thickness.

However—

This sense of happiness had shattered in an instant just now.

Because there was another girl standing next to Ian.

Although she looked a bit familiar at first glance, the key information was not in this.

They were... holding hands?

Who is this?

Why can she hold hands with Senpai?

Mash felt her brain fall into chaos.

Mordred didn't notice the abnormality in her expression.

She only saw the information that had fallen to the ground.

"Hey, you dropped something, let me help you pick it up!"

"No!"

Mash shouted almost subconsciously, making Mordred look embarrassed.

"Okay, okay..." The blonde girl retracted her hand. "If you don't need it, you don't need it, but you don't have to be so loud, right?"

"Eh?"

Realizing that she had just lost her composure, Mash quickly apologized.

"I didn't mean that, I..."

"You're just worried she'll break something, right?"

Ian smiled and helped Mash out.

"After all, these things look very important."

"Is that so..."

Mordred scratched her hair.

"Okay, it seems I didn't think it through."

After saying this, she smiled at Mash.

And when the latter saw this carefree smile, her nervousness lessened a lot, and then she glanced at Ian gratefully.

But when she found that Ian was also looking at her, she blushed and lowered her head, rubbing her hands nervously.

All of this was seen by Mordred—something she hadn't noticed just now.

She glanced at Mash, then at Ian, and put her hand to her chin in a "√" shape, like a modern detective.

"Mash."

"Yes, yes!"

"So what are these?"

Ian bent down and picked up all the things Mash had dropped on the ground.

"It looks like you were planning to bring them to me?"

"Yes, yes!"

Mash raised her head and looked at Ian, blushing.

"Senpai, you're right, these are all simulation battle-related information."

"I collected them specifically to see if Senpai could use them!"

"..."

Looking at Mash's simple and straightforward appearance, Ian couldn't help but feel moved.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out and touched her head.

"Thank you, Mash."

"Um... you're welcome, Senpai." Mash enjoyed it very much.

Seeing this head-patting scene, Mordred put her hands on her waist, ready to say something.

But Ian reached out his other hand at this time, shook his head, and stopped her.

Then, he continued:

"Since you've prepared so much, let's go to the simulation battle again."

"I just happen to have an idea to verify."

"Okay!"

Although she was very confused about the girl who suddenly appeared next to Ian, Mash didn't ask much, but led the way.

From time to time, she would turn her head and look at Ian.

Mordred looked at Mash like this, her expression becoming more and more suspicious.

"Something's very wrong..."

She muttered to herself.

The three of them quickly arrived at the simulation battle channel.

"By the way, Ian Senpai."

Mash, who was walking in front, asked in a low voice.

"Where's Ophelia? Doesn't she usually come with you?"

"...She's researching something."

Not lying, Ophelia was indeed researching something.

It was just relatively special.

"I see." Mash nodded thoughtfully.

"Miss Ophelia is indeed a very excellent magician, even at this time, she's still working hard."

"Yes." Ian nodded. "I think so too."

"Talking for the sake of talking..."

Mordred continued to mutter.

Inside the simulation battle.

In a white light, Mash once again activated this system to allow Master candidates to adapt to "Servants" in advance.

"Senpai, it's ready!"

"Okay."

Ian refocused his attention on the three light pillars in front of him.

Sure enough.

Just as he thought, Mordred (Saber), who had replaced Artoria Pendragon (Saber), was gone.

Although it wasn't necessarily entirely caused by his summoning.

But Ian knew that it must be related.

After all, he had just summoned Mordred, and then it returned to normal.

And according to Mordred's description, what she encountered was almost the experience of the simulation battle.

However—

To be safe, let's confirm it further.

Ian summoned Artoria Pendragon (Saber) again.

Everything was exactly the same as when he first entered the simulation battle, without any change.

"Eh?!"

Mash found something wrong.

"How... did it change back?"

"This is definitely not Mordred (Saber), right?!"

Realizing that this change was too obvious, Ian thought for a moment and decided not to hide it from Mash.

"Mash."

"Yes, Senpai."

"The girl next to me..."

Ian took Mordred's hand.

"Her name is Mordred, she's a 'Servant' I summoned."

"..."

It took Mash a long time to understand.

"Senpai!"

"You summoned Mordred?!"

Ian wasn't surprised at all.

This was almost the same reaction as Ophelia.

"Yes, I summoned her."

"When did you summon her?!"

"About half an hour ago, or an hour ago." Ian answered truthfully.

"This..."

Mash felt her brain crash.

She subconsciously looked at Mordred.

And although the latter had ideas, she nodded to indicate that Ian was right.

Mash naturally didn't doubt it anymore.

It was just that this news was a bit beyond her acceptance range.

It took her a long time to calm down.

"Senpai, then how did you summon her... Chaldea's Heroic Spirit summoning system shouldn't be open yet, right?"

"Ophelia taught me a simple summoning."

"Ah? Is that possible?"

Mash opened her mouth slightly, showing that Ian's words had a big impact on her.

"What's wrong!"

Mordred put her hands on her waist and leaned closer to Mash.

"Are you doubting my bond with Father... Master?"

"Eh, no!" Mash quickly shook her head to deny it.

"But your tone clearly feels like that, right?" Mordred was relentless.

"Mordred!"

Ian stopped her.

"Don't be like this, it's rude."

"..."

Mordred pouted, but stopped obediently.

And Ian then comforted Mash:

"Sorry, Mash."

"Mordred didn't mean to be mean to you, she's just sensitive about this."

"No, it's okay."

Mash squeezed out a reluctant smile.

Then she seemed to remember something and said:

"Senpai, in that case, you don't have the corresponding 'Command Spells' yet, right?"

"'Command Spells'?"

Ian heard a familiar but not very memorable word.

He confirmed that he had seen it in Ophelia's obscure books.

"Yes!"

"This is a magic crystal that allows 'Servants' to obey 'Masters'. If you summon a 'Servant' through the Holy Grail War, you should be given 'Command Spells' before that!"

"But—"

Mash frowned slightly.

"Senpai's situation doesn't seem to be like this, so there shouldn't be any 'Command Spells' either."

"Then—"

Ian looked at Mash.

"Is there a way to restore 'Command Spells'?"

"This..." Mash thought again. "It is said that Chaldea itself can restore one 'Command Spell' for 'Masters' every day, but I'm not sure if it's true."

"After all, so far—"

Mash looked at Mordred next to Ian.

"You seem to be the only Master candidate who has summoned a 'Servant'."

Mash wouldn't lie to him.

After thinking about it, Ian answered with a smile:

"Okay, it doesn't matter."

The man reached out and put his hand on Mordred's head.

"I believe that even without 'Command Spells', she won't disobey my orders."

"Isn't that obvious?"

"You are my..."

Halfway through the sentence, Mordred, who was being pressed on the head, swallowed it back.

She remembered that Ian had said not to reveal her relationship with him in front of others.

Then—

Mordred glared at Mash.

This person should also be considered an "outsider," right?

She couldn't tell her.

"This is my Master," Mordred changed her words, "Isn't it obvious to act according to the Master's orders?"

"Yes, yes."

Mash gave an awkward smile.

Unaware of the relationship between Mordred and Ian, she was very nervous.

But she was also somewhat relieved.

After all, Mordred was a "Servant," not a Master candidate like Ophelia.

"Servants" wouldn't fall in love with their Masters, right?

And there shouldn't be "Servants" who came just to see their Masters, right?

Their meeting was just a coincidence.

Mash comforted herself, feeling a little better.

"Mash."

Ian's voice pulled the girl back to reality.

"Wh-what's wrong, Senpai?"

"Oh... don't be nervous."

"I just want to know—"

Ian looked at the white "battlefield" in front of him.

"Has the simulation battle system returned to normal?"

"Since Artoria Pendragon's (Saber) data has returned to normal, the corresponding simulation battle anomaly should have also been restored, right?"

"I'll check right away!"

After saying this, Mash directly controlled the simulation battle panel.

As expected.

The simulation battle was as good as new, as if nothing had happened.

"Mash, it seems we don't need to hide it anymore."

"Y-yes!"

Mash answered, still feeling a bit surreal.

"Speaking of which—"

The girl looked at Ian and Mordred.

"Senpai, although I won't report your matter... but if you have a 'Servant' by your side, it will be very noticeable, right?"

Before Ian could answer, Mordred spoke first.

"You don't have to worry about that."

"If I want to—"

After the blonde girl said this, Mash suddenly trembled.

Ian was a little worried and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"N-no, it's nothing."

Mash looked at Mordred.

"I just suddenly feel that her existence is very reasonable... like a very dignified person came here."

"This..."

Ian looked at Mordred.

And the latter rubbed her nose and said proudly.

"This is something the King left me~"

"With this, wherever I go, Camelot will give me a noble identity!"

Was it a "Noble Phantasm" similar to a blessing?

It must be a magic that Morgan left her beforehand.

Ian was a little moved—she really doted on this little daughter.

But in any case, at least for now, the identity issue was barely resolved.

There was no need to stay in the simulation battle any longer.

He couldn't just stop here.

The future path was waiting for him to extend it infinitely.

"Mash, Mordred, let's go out."

"Okay, Senpai./Got it!"

Ian took one last look at the light pillar where Artoria was, his eyes a little complicated.

After leaving the simulation battle space, Ian planned to let Mordred visit Chaldea more while asking Mash some questions about the "Holy Grail War."

Actually, it would be better for Ophelia to do this.

But seeing her obsession with the silver sword, Ian felt it wasn't good to stop her abruptly—although she wouldn't dare to disobey him.

Besides, Mash had also done her homework.

There was no reason not to choose a win-win situation.

However—

Just as Ian was thinking this.

As soon as he came out, he saw Fou standing there.

It seemed a little angry.

"Fou fou fou, fou fou fou (You knew I wouldn't go in there, so you tricked Mash into going in again, right)?"

In this situation, Ian had to tease it a little.

"Eh, you little smarty, you guessed right."

But he didn't know that while he was teasing the "cat,"

Mordred quietly approached Mash.

She said in a cold tone:

"I say, Mash."

"You wouldn't—"

"Like my Master, would you?"