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

T/N: Finally second Simulation and its japan.

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A voice never heard before.

Strange and indifferent, its tone full of warning.

But Ian was least tolerant of this.

What he wanted to do was never decided by others—except for Morgan, of course.

"Listen, I don't know who you are."

"But I don't like the way you talk very much."

"So—"

"Whether I go in or not has nothing to do with you."

Without waiting for the voice to answer him, Ian directly pulled open the door in front of him.

He knew what was waiting for him next.

But he also felt that it might be what he needed.

[Simulation state cooling down—cooling completed.]

[Environment components being confirmed—confirmation completed.]

[This simulation is a part of original human history, please pay attention.]

[In addition, according to the current situation, after this simulation ends, abilities required for the actual situation will be provided as much as possible.]

[Real-world memory has been stored.]

[Please try to guide history in the direction you think is reasonable!]

[The location of this traversal is Heian-kyoto.]

[Initial talent is being drawn.]

[Great Onmyoji: You are the most powerful onmyoji of the Heian period, but you are eccentric, and it is not easy for anyone to find you.]

[Secret Hidden for Eternity: You have a huge secret hidden in you, but you have temporarily forgotten its contents for some unknown reason.]

[Mountains and Rivers Stand Still: You can give others a hard-to-detect identity, but at the same time, you will also get another corresponding identity.]

[You have forgotten your origin and the memories of that period.]

[By the time you could remember things, you had become a powerful onmyoji.]

[Your life should have been very peaceful.]

[Because although you are very accomplished in onmyodo, you are indifferent to fame and wealth.]

[You have almost no friends, and your interactions are limited to people near your house.]

[But you don't care—after all, a quiet life is never a bad thing.]

[Everything should have flowed so peacefully.]

[Until one day, a warrior named Minamoto no Yorimitsu came to your door.]

[She seems to have something to ask of you.]

Outside a dilapidated house.

Ian was looking at the woman in front of him with a puzzled look.

At this moment, she was wearing an elegant purple kimono, and the proud objects on her chest were vividly displayed in the line of sight, a temptation far beyond ordinary people.

Her smooth purple hair was presented in the form of a Hime cut, only tied at the end with a soft object to prevent it from floating around.

Those grape-like clear purple eyes were looking at the man in front of her, revealing bursts of expectation.

If it weren't for the sharp sword at her waist that could reveal a cold aura, Ian would definitely have thought she was a beautiful woman waiting to be married.

"Minamoto no Yorimitsu."

"That's your name, right?"

"Yes, Master." Minamoto no Yorimitsu respectfully replied.

Ian glanced at her and replied with a smile:

"The name is very good, it sounds like a person of wealth and honor."

"But—"

"I won't be your master, so there's no need to call me 'Master'."

"No." Minamoto no Yorimitsu shook her head, "You will."

"Although not yet, you will definitely become my master after today."

As she spoke, she gently tapped the hilt of her sword with her hand.

The raised blade emitted a bright light, revealing the sharpness of the weapon itself.

Anyone could feel that she was threatening with her sharp blade.

The implication was naturally, "If you don't agree, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself."

If it were an ordinary onmyoji, seeing Minamoto no Yorimitsu like this, they would probably feel danger and be forced to agree.

However—

Ian didn't buy it at all.

He looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu and said:

"Your blade is sharp, but it also has an uncivilized dullness."

"It's a bit childish to use it for threats."

"What did you say?!"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was a little unconvinced.

"Do you want to try it?"

"Um... it's not impossible."

The competitive spirit was completely provoked by the onmyoji named Ian in front of her, and Minamoto no Yorimitsu pulled out the sword at her waist.

"Then don't regret it!"

[Minamoto no Yorimitsu swung her blade at you.]

[It has to be admitted that her martial arts fully meet your first impression.]

[Just the way she wields the sword shows that she is a well-trained person.]

[But at the same time, you also feel her conceit in this matter.]

[She seems to have excessive trust in her swordsmanship.]

[This is a fatal flaw.]

[You know you can definitely block this blow.]

Minamoto no Yorimitsu never dreamed that.

The man in front of her actually used only a dagger to directly block her long sword.

Was this a coincidence?

Yes!

He was just lucky!

Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who couldn't believe this fact, swung the long sword in her hand again.

But the result was exactly the same.

No matter how she changed the way she swung her blade, Ian could always use his dagger to block it accurately.

After several rounds of fighting.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was panting, while Ian still looked calm.

He looked at her in front of him and put away his dagger.

"I said, it's a bit childish to use it to threaten me."

"Please go back, Miss Minamoto no Yorimitsu."

[In Minamoto no Yorimitsu's shocked eyes, you returned to the house and closed the door.]

[You have your own things to do.]

[That is to think about what the forgotten secret is.]

[This is a very difficult process and will consume a lot of your time unconsciously.]

[The sky turned dark silently.]

[You know you have to find something to eat.]

Ian pushed open the door.

The clear moonlight fell on the path outside the door, dyeing everything it touched into a bright white.

The flying dust seemed to turn into clean crushed gemstones at this moment.

This should have been a pleasing scene.

Until Ian saw a familiar figure.

It was Minamoto no Yorimitsu.

She was still standing in the place where she was defeated.

[Minamoto no Yorimitsu noticed you.]

[She looked at you, but said nothing.]

[You realized that she had thought a lot during this time.]

"Why haven't you gone back yet?"

Ian looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu in front of him and asked.

"Standing in front of a man's door late at night like this will attract a lot of gossip."

"Although I don't care."

"But—"

"Someone like you should think more about your reputation, right?"

"There's nothing to worry about."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu pulled out her sword and inserted it into the ground next to her.

The moonlight fell on the sharp sword.

"I believe it can explain everything for me."

"As for why I didn't go back, it's very simple."

The warrior looked at the man in front of her.

"You are the reason I can't leave."

"But Miss Minamoto no Yorimitsu—"

Ian replied unhurriedly.

"I think I said that 'threats' are meaningless to me, right?"

"Yes." Minamoto no Yorimitsu nodded.

"Master, you did say that."

"So I have deeply reflected on it."

"I apologize to you for my previous offense."

"I'm sorry."

She changed to polite language and apologized at the same time.

Ian could feel that Minamoto no Yorimitsu was sincerely sorry for what happened just now.

He was not a person who would take advantage of others.

"So Miss Minamoto no Yorimitsu, what are your plans next?"

"It's very simple."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at Ian in front of her, her purple eyes full of sincerity.

"Master, you must not have had dinner yet."

"Please lend me a bow and let me hunt for you what you should enjoy."

"..."

[You realize that Minamoto no Yorimitsu is not joking with you.]

[She really intends to do so.]

[But you still plan to refuse her—because even without her, you can get enough food.]

[But when you were about to speak, you saw Minamoto no Yorimitsu's slightly trembling body.]

[You suddenly understood.]

[She was still wearing the kimono from the day, and she would naturally shiver at night when the temperature dropped.]

[But she was still trying to restrain herself, not wanting you to notice.]

[You were moved with compassion.]

"Um... okay."

Ian looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu in front of him and decided to accept her offer.

He took an old bow from his storage and handed it to Minamoto no yorimitsu.

"My bow hasn't been drawn for a long time, it does need someone like you to stretch its muscles a bit."

"But Master, you brought out an extra piece of fur."

Faced with the unexpected item, Minamoto no Yorimitsu seemed a little hesitant.

"This..."

Ian smiled slightly.

"It's not just the bow that needs to stretch its muscles."

"..."

"Then thank you, Master."

[Minamoto no Yorimitsu put on the fur you brought out and picked up the bow you provided.]

[You and she came to the nearby mountains together.]

[In theory, setting the hunting time at night is a very ignorant move.]

[Because the night is the best cover for the beasts in the mountains.]

[In comparison, humans who rashly enter the mountains are more like prey.]

[But neither you nor Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked afraid.]

"Miss Minamoto no Yorimitsu, aren't you afraid?"

Ian looked at the dark environment in the mountains and asked.

"I'm not afraid."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu almost didn't hesitate and directly confessed her inner thoughts.

"I am a martial artist, how can I be afraid because of the darkness in front of my eyes?"

"That is the shame of a warrior."

As soon as she finished speaking.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu pulled her bowstring to its fullest.

With a whoosh.

The arrow flew out of the long-unused bow and shot towards a certain place in the mountain forest.

The speed was so fast that even the fletching didn't have time to deviate.

With a thud.

The arrow went deep into the wood.

Along with it, a rabbit was also pinned to it.

This was a hunting arrow achieved at the moment the rabbit jumped.

Everything was self-explanatory.

In addition to being skilled in swordsmanship, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's archery was also remarkable.

[This was not a coincidence.]

[Minamoto no Yorimitsu constantly replicated the previous actions in the night forest, her expression so focused that it seemed the ground under her feet was her hunting ground.]

[She didn't stop until she ran out of arrows.]

[You realized that this was her way of proving herself—using her martial arts to fulfill what she had promised you.]

With a crackle.

Light appeared in the forest.

It was the fire Minamoto no Yorimitsu lit.

In theory, this should be a big taboo for hunting in the mountains.

After all, both the light and the aroma of cooked food are potential reminders to the beasts lurking in the shadows.

However—

Ian wasn't worried about danger at all.

Because Minamoto no Yorimitsu had cut off the heads of all the prey she had hunted and placed them on the ground nearby like trophies.

The light shone on their skulls, engraving the final scene before their death.

Ian was sure that no smart beast would want to come over after seeing this scene.

On the other side.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was skillfully processing the prey after cutting off their heads.

Despite being a woman, there was no fear of this kind of mutilation in her purple eyes.

On the contrary, Minamoto no Yorimitsu seemed to have a unique preference for this method of beheading.

Remove the fur;

Open the abdomen;

Set it up with branches.

After washing her hands by the river, Minamoto no Yorimitsu returned to Ian's side and took down the roasted prey for him.

"Master, there's no salt, it might taste a little strange."

"Please forgive me."

[But in fact, it didn't.]

[Although Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't add any salt during the whole processing process.]

[She skillfully used the surrounding plants to complete the seasoning.]

[This made it taste quite good.]

[You realized that although Minamoto no Yorimitsu was a warrior, she also had a virtuous side.]

"It tastes very good."

Ian was not stingy with his praise.

"So far, it's the best-tasting food I've ever had."

"Really?"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes lit up.

It was clear that the praise from the great onmyoji Ian was a great honor to her.

"Then Master, do you think..."

"Don't mention that yet."

Ian stopped Minamoto no Yorimitsu's question—he knew she was still obsessed with becoming his disciple.

But before that, there was one thing that had to be confirmed.

"Let me ask you a few questions first."

"First, why did you find me? I don't think I've ever revealed my address to anyone."

"That's of course because your reputation has spread throughout Kyoto."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked directly at Ian and replied.

"I searched for several months and finally met Master."

Not an absurd answer.

And it could also explain why she was so angry.

"Okay."

"In that case, you must have come to me with a purpose, right?"

Ian looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu in front of him.

"I'm curious."

"So tell me your purpose truthfully."

"..."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"My purpose is actually very simple, so there's nothing to hide."

"Master—"

The warrior who had searched for several months looked at the great onmyoji at this moment.

"Please teach me how to kill oni."