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

In reality, this wasn't something difficult to understand.

The fundamental purpose of the simulation battle was to allow Master candidates to familiarize themselves with how to establish a master-servant relationship with "Servants" as early as possible.

From this perspective, "Servants" without any data actually had no value in the simulation battle.

The reasoning was simple:

If even the "Servant" used was unknown as to which "Heroic Spirit" it was, how could the Master understand the compatibility between their actions and the "Servant"?

The Mordred (Saber) before them was a good example.

Almost everything except the name was completely unknown.

Even what kind of Noble Phantasm it possessed was an unknown.

Such a simulation battle was simply a waste of time.

Ian was a madman.

But definitely not a madman without the ability to think.

Ophelia was certain that what even she could think of, he couldn't have failed to think of.

This guy was so outrageous that he was thinking about how to use this shame to achieve his goals while humiliating her.

One could say he was despicable.

But one couldn't say that his despicableness was unthinking.

Now that she thought about it carefully, all his actions still had a strong utilitarian purpose.

Deceiving Mash wasn't to sleep with her at all, but to make her hide the abnormality of the simulation battle as a secret they shared in this ignorant and dawning love.

It went without saying on her side.

The reason this guy did something like cleaning up the weeds for her was completely to create a handle.

Throughout the process, he probably didn't even have a single bit of sexual desire.

The purpose of doing so—

Ophelia looked at Ian before her.

It was probably the process from Artoria Pendragon (Saber) to Mordred (Saber) that made him have some kind of misunderstanding he thought was correct.

That was, as she had just said, "seeing Servants that shouldn't be seen."

What exactly was this guy still plotting?

"..."

Ian smiled.

"Ophelia, then who do you think I want to see?"

"How would I know?"

Ophelia turned her face away.

"I can't even understand why you dare to do these things behind Chaldea's back, how could I possibly know who you want to see?"

"Morgan."

Ian answered very bluntly.

"I want to see Morgan."

"Morgan..."

Ophelia softly recited the name, suddenly realizing something.

"Are you talking about Morgan le Fay, the queen of Camelot?"

"Yes, that's her."

"This..."

Ophelia's brows furrowed in confusion.

"Why do you want to see her?"

"You don't have any mage family crests, so there shouldn't be any so-called family obsession to see her, right?"

"Right, so it's my personal reason."

"Can you tell me?"

"No." Ian said decisively.

"Since you're an excellent mage from the Clock Tower, I just want to know if my idea is possible?"

"..."

Ophelia hesitated for a moment, first nodding, then shaking her head.

She explained:

"In theory, it's indeed possible."

"After all, the history of Britain ended a long time ago."

"Someone like Morgan le Fay is indeed qualified to become a 'Heroic Spirit'."

"But if you're referring to doing this in the simulation battle, then I think it's absolutely impossible."

"Why?" Ian asked.

"It's simple." Ophelia continued to answer.

"Although I don't understand why you were able to turn Artoria Pendragon (Saber) into Mordred (Saber)."

"But one thing can be confirmed with 100% certainty."

"That is—"

Ophelia looked at the "battlefield" not far away.

"According to historical records, Morgan le Fay's class should be Caster."

"And the simulation battle doesn't have the corresponding data for this class, so you have no way to summon her here as a 'Servant'."

Ophelia wasn't lying.

As a top student from the Clock Tower, even if she had only used the simulation battle system once, she roughly understood its underlying magical logic.

Using other people's personal experiences to create corresponding data for "Servants."

She admitted that the appearance of Mordred (Saber) did surprise her.

But the most basic things definitely hadn't changed.

At least the classes of all "Servants" hadn't changed drastically because of the appearance of Mordred (Saber).

After stating her thoughts, Ophelia thought Ian would quickly accept everything, but she didn't expect to see such a scene.

Ian seemed to have fallen into the deep sea.

The eyes that were full of brilliance just now were now dim and lifeless.

It was a look he had never had even when facing her Mystic Eyes.

Ophelia felt that something was wrong.

"This... what's wrong with you?"

Ian's response didn't come.

He was just muttering a sentence: "How can it not work... even Mordred can be changed."

Ophelia realized that Ian had some kind of extremely strong obsession deep in his heart.

She quickly said to Mash beside her:

"Mash, turn off the simulation battle immediately!"

"Ian's state is not right!"

"Okay, okay!"

The virtual scene disappeared.

The three returned to the outside.

Looking at Ian, who was sitting on a bench by the corridor, covering his forehead, Mash's face was full of worry.

"Ophelia-san."

"What did you say to Ian-senpai? Why did he become like this?"

"..."

Ophelia thought for a while, deciding not to tell Mash the real reason.

After all, even if she knew, there was nothing she could do, it would only add to her troubles.

But what reason should she use to prevaricate?

Just as Ophelia was troubled by this question, Mash spoke up at this time.

She asked carefully:

"That, Ophelia-san."

"What is your relationship with Ian-senpai?"

"What kind of relationship?"

Ophelia didn't know how to answer this question for a moment.

She did want to tell everything Ian had done.

But at the same time, she had to admit—

This was really not something that could be announced casually.

Having her private area shaved by a man she met for the first time.

Speaking it out would only make her lose face.

Seeing that Ophelia didn't answer, Mash's throat trembled slightly, then, as if she had made some kind of painful decision, she said:

"Ophelia-san."

"Are you... and Ian-senpai in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship?"

"..."

Ophelia was stunned for two seconds, and after confirming that she had heard correctly, she said:

"Mash, what are you talking about!"

"How could I possibly be his girlfriend!"

"But—"

Mash raised her head, looking sad.

"Ophelia-san."

"You came here with Ian-senpai today, right?"

Of course!

This guy had tied her up all night!

"And you've been following him closely."

Please.

That guy wouldn't let her go!

"You were chatting very intimately just now."

How could they not chat?

This guy wanted to do something extraordinary!

Ophelia realized that Mash had completely misunderstood the relationship between her and Ian.

She quickly explained:

"Mash, you misunderstood."

"My relationship with Ian is not what you think."

However, Mash didn't cheer up after hearing this.

Instead, she became even sadder.

"Ophelia-san, I know you're a kind person and don't want to hurt me like this."

"But if—"

"Ian-senpai chose you before I met him, I won't have any complaints."

"After all..."

Mash raised her head, showing a very forced smile.

"I really don't have any advantages."

"..."

Ophelia looked at Mash like this, realizing more and more what Ian meant when he said that.

Prolonged loneliness had made her fall into a state of complete lack of confidence.

"No."

Ophelia shook her head in denial.

"I don't have that kind of relationship with him."

"I'm not interested in him either, I just want to help."

"So—"

"There is no such thing as you think."

"Eh?"

Mash raised her head.

Her eyes were filled with the light of surprise.

"Ophelia-san, is that true?"

"Really."

"I see..." Mash blushed, her eyes and brows full of joy.

"Ian-senpai is still the same Ian-senpai."

"That's great!"

Looking at Mash, who was completely different from before, Ophelia felt a little emotional.

She hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Mash, do you have that kind of feeling for Ian?"

"Eh?"

Perhaps it was the first time she was asked about her inner feelings.

Mash looked very embarrassed.

But she still nodded very firmly, answering in a rather shy voice:

"Yes... I do."

As expected.

But Ophelia wasn't surprised at all.

After all, Ian had attacked her with the reason of "wanting to sleep with Mash."

Although she knew he didn't really want to sleep with Mash, their relationship was definitely not shallow.

"But Mash—"

Ophelia looked at the petite pink-haired girl in front of her.

"You and Ian haven't known each other for long, right?"

"Yes, yes."

Mash looked at Ian beside her, then quickly looked away.

"But every second I spend with Ian-senpai makes me feel very happy."

"I've never experienced anything like this before."

"So I..."

Mash didn't continue.

But Ophelia could fully understand that feeling.

It was like suddenly seeing something you liked very much while shopping.

No warning, no reason.

But at first sight, you knew it was what you liked.

However—

Ophelia felt she had a duty to remind Mash.

"That, Mash."

"Although it may be a bit of a downer to say this."

"But... the actual Ian might be very different from what you see on the surface."

"I'm worried you won't be able to accept it."

"Yes, I know."

Mash glanced at Ian again, then back at Ophelia.

She confided her "secret" in a whisper, as if talking to a close friend.

"Ophelia-san, don't tell anyone."

"Actually... senpai is a very lecherous person."

Speaking of this, Mash covered her chest, as if recalling something.

"He's touched my chest twice already."

"..."

Honestly.

If it were before she met Ian, hearing Mash say this, Ophelia knew she would have said he was being a pervert.

But the chilly feeling below her made her know that Ian didn't really have those kinds of thoughts.

After all, even when she was unable to move, he ultimately chose a way to embarrass her by pulling weeds.

Looking at it that way, he didn't even want to tease her...

Eh?!

Ophelia blushed.

Wait?!

What was she thinking?

How did it seem like she willingly accepted all this?

"I see..."

Ophelia pressed down on her skirt, covering the secret of her body's changes.

"That's good."

"If he has those kinds of thoughts about you, it might be a sign of the next step."

Damn it.

What was she saying?

But—

Looking at Mash's happy face, Ophelia felt that this might not be unacceptable.

Just like Ian said.

What qualifications did "hypocrisy" that changed nothing have to blame "despicableness" that brought joy?

But was it really right to let things develop like this?

This was much harder to answer than the Clock Tower's knowledge questionnaire.

Ophelia covered her forehead, looking very troubled.

And at this moment, Ian, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stood up.

"Mash, Ophelia."

"Eh, senpai, are you okay?"

"Yes." Ian nodded.

"Then, here—"

Mash took out a smartphone.

"Yesterday I found out that senpai didn't seem to have a way to contact other people, so I specially got one for you today."

"...It already has my number in it!"

"If Ian-senpai needs anything, you can contact me at any time!"

"..."

Ian took what Mash handed him.

"Thank you, Mash."

"You're welcome! I'm glad senpai can use it!"

"Yes, I can use it."

Ian looked at Ophelia beside him.

"Let's exchange contact information."

Mash wasn't worried about Ian's behavior.

After all, Ophelia had just admitted that she had no feelings for Ian.

Exchanging contact information like this shouldn't be a problem, right?

But Ophelia had a bad feeling—she felt that Ian was going to do something else.

Sure enough.

After adding contact information, Ophelia saw that her phone received a message from Ian.

"Don't go anywhere tonight, wait for me in your room."

"I still have something to ask you about summoning Morgan!"