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

Somewhere in Chaldea.

Mash, holding Fou, stood with Mordred on the platform, watching the snow falling from the sky.

But the two people's attitudes at this moment were completely different.

"The snow is so beautiful!"

Mash looked at the snowflakes spinning and falling from the sky, like silver leaves, and her violet eyes showed undisguised joy.

"Senpai will definitely like this kind of snow when he sees it later."

"Fou, don't you think so?"

"Fou..."

Ian was not there, and no one could understand what Fou was saying.

But judging from its slightly swaying tail, it probably agreed with Mash.

On the other hand, Mordred showed a complete opposite look.

She put her hands on her waist, looked at the snow falling from the sky, and her green eyes "borrowed" from Artoria showed bursts of discomfort.

"I said, do you all like snow so much?"

"Eh?"

Hearing this, Mash looked at Mordred, with doubts in her eyes.

"Don't you like snow? It's so beautiful."

"It's beautiful."

Mordred curled her lips.

"But once it snows, the wheat grains in the field will catch cold. If you're unlucky, the grain will be in short supply next year."

"So instead of beautiful snow, I hope the weather is sunny."

"..."

The cognitive difference between modern and past was placed in front of Mash.

She actually planned to say something like "it's not normal for it to not snow in Antarctica," but after thinking about it, she felt it was not good.

The girl lowered her head and thought for a while, and had a new answer.

"Then—"

"Now, you don't have to be afraid."

"Don't have to be afraid?"

"Yes." Mash nodded. "Because the times are always progressing, and now even if it snows heavily, there won't be a shortage of food."

"Don't worry!"

"As long as I'm here—"

"You will never be hungry! Like the french fries before, I'll buy you as much as you want!"

(T/N: Mash wants to win her mommy position through stomach)

"..."

Looking at Mash, Mordred was silent at first, and then smiled.

"Are you trying to please me because of my Master?"

"Eh?" Mash shook her head. "That's not true!"

"I just think I should do this, I don't mean anything else!"

"Is that so?"

Mordred shrugged.

"Then you're quite a good person."

"Very much like someone I know."

"Someone you know?" Mash blinked, confused.

"Who is it?"

"Oh... it's someone who came from Gaul, saying that his father was once a knight of King Arthur, so he also wants to walk this road again from the beginning, to seek the truth or something."

"This..." Mash frowned slightly. "It feels like a very strange person."

"But after you said that, I want to see him."

"There will be a chance."

Mordred smiled slightly.

"After all, this guy feels like he will become a Heroic Spirit."

"Mash, Mordred."

A familiar voice came from behind the two.

Ian appeared at the entrance of the platform.

Mash's eyes lit up.

"Senpai!"

"Yes."

Ian answered Mash and walked over.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"That's not true!" Mash shook her head. "We just got here not long ago!"

"You've been waiting for a while."

Mordred couldn't help but complain.

"Master!"

"Where did you go? Didn't we agree to come here early in the morning?"

Hearing the increasingly smooth "Master," Ian was quite happy.

This at least showed that Mordred had adapted to this kind of life—even though she had not been here for long.

Ian did not intend to hide who he had just seen.

"It's Ophelia."

"Eh? What did you go see her for?"

This time it was Mordred's turn to be confused.

"Isn't Clarent back in my hands?"

It was not accurate to say it was back.

After all, this was Mordred's Noble Phantasm brought to the present world.

As long as she wanted, she could immediately recall it to her hand without being damaged or destroyed.

"Of course there is a reason.

Ian's eyes swept over Mordred and Mash.

"She said that if there is a chance in the future, she plans to take me to the Clock Tower."

"Ah?"

Mordred naturally didn't understand what the word "Clock Tower" meant.

Mash showed a surprised expression.

"Senpai, that's where magicians gather! If Miss Ophelia is willing to take you there, it means she recognizes your strength as a magician, right?!"

"Who knows..." Ian smiled wryly.

"That's something that can only be determined in the future."

"By the way—"

Ian's eyes stopped on Mash's slightly thin uniform.

"It's not good to wear so little in this kind of place."

While saying this, the man took off his coat and put it on Mash.

"Se-senpai..."

Mash grabbed Ian's coat on her body, her face flushed.

"Fou fou fou (what a vulgar trick)." Fou shook its tail, saying so.

"Eh?!"

Mordred was unhappy to see this scene.

"Master, I'm also cold! I want a coat too!"

"This..."

Hearing her words, Mash immediately wanted to take off Ian's coat and hand it to Mordred.

But Ian held the girl's hand at this time.

"No need."

"It's just a coat, I can make another one now."

Ian was not joking.

He began to concentrate.

The memory of wearing a coat was replayed in his mind.

Comfort, fabric area, and cutting techniques were deconstructed one by one.

This was the manifestation of the vague feeling that he had grasped under Ophelia's guidance.

A little more.

A little more.

Now it's just right!

Ian felt his heart jump, and his whole body seemed to be shaken out of several afterimages.

At this moment, he had an extra coat in his hand.

"This..."

Mordred couldn't believe what she saw.

After all, a few seconds ago, her father had nothing in his hand!

Mash was also very surprised.

But she soon realized the essence of the phenomenon—this was magic!

"Senpai, have you learned such powerful magic?!"

"It's not very powerful."

Ian handed the "projected" coat to Mordred.

"It's just a replica of memory."

"It's okay for daily use, but if you want to use it as a unique skill, it's probably not qualified."

This was not Ian being modest.

It was the feeling he had after practicing according to Ophelia's guidance.

He found that this kind of "memory projection" had too many inconveniences.

Not only did he have to touch the original object before "projection."

And because it was limited by the memory itself, each subsequent "projection" could only be a degraded version of it.

Too many "projections" would even affect the length of existence.

If it was a head-on collision one day, it was hard to judge how useful it would be.

Ian knew that he had to find a way to improve these problems.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this."

The man waved his hand and threw the topic away from himself.

"Hasn't that Master candidate named Fujimaru Ritsuka come yet?"

"She should have arrived long ago, as Senpai said."

Mash, wearing a coat, was also puzzled.

"It's strange..."

"Then—!"

"Could it be that something went wrong on the way?!"

Mordred put on the coat her father gave her, and said while looking at the sky full of snowflakes.

"For example, hit something!"

"Mordred!"

Ian stopped her.

"How can you say that?"

"Eh?!"

Mordred realized that she seemed to have said something unlucky.

She patted her mouth a few times and apologized with her tongue out.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it!"

"It's okay."

Mash smiled calmly.

"It's reasonable to have such an idea."

"But, I don't think you need to worry! Because if you want to come here, you will have Chaldea's special task, and there will be positioning throughout the whole process!"

"I think, with so much assistance, nothing should happen."

This was the first time Ian had heard of how Master candidates came to Chaldea.

"I see."

"Then—"

Ian looked at the pink-haired girl in front of him.

"Mash, did you come to Chaldea like this too?"

"Eh? This..."

Mash turned her face away, her eyes a little evasive.

"I'm a little different."

Feeling that Mash seemed reluctant to mention this, Ian very decisively switched to another topic.

"Hey, by the way, how do you confirm whether a person is qualified to be a 'Master' outside?"

"I remember that Chaldea's detection system is quite large, right?"

"Could it be that you have set up such things in other places?"

"No!"

Mentioning what she knew, Mash seemed much more confident.

"The one in Chaldea is the most complete detection version."

"And the one carried when going to other places is a simplified version for easy work."

"The essential effects of the two are the same, but the former will detect more evidence that can be used to evaluate the ability of Master candidates, while the latter is convenient, but also omits these."

"Oh... I see." Ian showed a look of sudden realization.

"Then in that case, when recruiting people outside, are they also under the name of 'Master candidates'?"

"This..."

Mash looked around, and after confirming that it was relatively quiet, she continued in a low voice.

"Senpai, don't leak what I'm going to tell you next."

"Isn't that obvious?"

"Yes..." Mash nodded. "Actually, outside, we usually disguise the monitoring points as blood donation vehicles or something."

"Then if we find people with high suitability in this process, we will transfer that person to Chaldea."

"Isn't that kidnapping?"

"That's not true." Mash shook her head. "We will explain our intentions to the other party, and only bring them to Chaldea after obtaining their consent."

"Oh... you mean if they don't agree, you won't bring them, right?"

Ian breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's not bad."

However, Mash quickly denied this statement.

"No."

"If they don't agree, they will be marked as 'not yet agreed', and then bring the other party to Chaldea until they agree."

"Then isn't that kidnapping!"

"But, Senpai—"

Mash looked at the snowy sky, her eyes filled with relief.

"So far, no one who has come to Chaldea has said they want to leave here."

"So I think this method is reasonable."

"..."

"That's true." Ian reached out and stroked Mash's head.

"If I hadn't come to Chaldea, I wouldn't have been able to meet Mash, right?"

"Se-senpai..."

Mash lowered her head, looking shy.

"Okay, okay!"

Mordred shouted with her throat.

"What are you doing! Do you want to suffocate me?!"

While saying this, the blonde girl pulled her father's hand away from Mash's head.

"Isn't the key to the problem now that the person named Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't appear when she should have?"

"Shouldn't other things be put aside for the time being?!"

"Eh, you're right."

Mash nodded quickly.

"Then I'll contact the person in charge of positioning to see what's going on!"

Saying this, Mash contacted the person in charge of this part in front of Ian and Mordred.

It could be seen that she trusted the two people next to her very much, so she didn't intend to avoid anything in front of them at all.

Just—

What she learned next exceeded everyone's expectations.

"...Is that so?"

"Okay, I understand."

"Thank you very much for telling me this information!"

Mash ended the call.

"What's wrong?" Ian asked directly. "Mash, what happened?"

"They said they didn't receive any information requesting support."

Mash looked at her phone, recalling what she had just heard.

"It's just that the helicopter carrying Fujimaru Ritsuka has been circling in the sky near Chaldea."

"Huh?"

Ian was a little confused.

"No, why is that?"

"Since you're already at Chaldea, just come down, right? What's the point of circling?"

"I don't know."

Mash looked embarrassed.

"Although it's strange, since we haven't received any help signals, we can only continue to observe."

"This..."

Just as Ian was puzzled, Mordred suddenly said:

"Master, is the helicopter a big black iron lump with people inside and wind blowing on top?"

"Huh?" Ian was a little surprised. "How do you know? I don't seem to have introduced it to you, right?"

"I guessed."

"Because there's something circling over there."

Mordred pointed into the distance.

"And the person sitting in the front seems to be a red-haired girl."

"What?!"

Things seemed to be getting a little bad.