[Azure Silver] Fragment

—Sister Wang seems a little different.

It sounded like the most beautiful love words.

For Morgan le Fay's few human aspects of "himself," it was like being seen, observed, and acknowledged.

No one will know, no one will understand, what this means to Morgan.

Artoria said this;

Artorius had just uttered those words.

This means that King Arthur truly saw "her".

It's like picking up "Morgan" from a pile of scattered fragments, the light of which was obscured by the brilliance of the other pieces.

—Oh no… I have to hide this feeling, or I’ll definitely be seen as a weirdo.

Striving to maintain the curve of her lips, Morgan raised her tired eyes and began to speak slowly: "That's because Arthur always has preconceived notions about me."

After speaking, the Island Witch let out a few dissatisfied snorts, and her soft hand, which had been holding the Knight King's cheek, began to pinch and squeeze it with a force that was neither too light nor too heavy.

Confused, Artoria turned her head and broke free from Morgan's grasp, taking in this rare sight—Morgan's coquettish expression—before asking, "What do you mean by that?"

"If you treated me a little better, many things would be much easier to resolve."

Relying on the fact that Artoria couldn't possibly know his main purpose (to lure King Arthur to Lostbelt), Morgan, playing the riddle-maker, sarcastically complained:

"If my younger brother is considerate and obedient, or knows how to be affectionate, why wouldn't I offer my help?"

If Altolis asks for my help, I can rightfully ask for something in return.

Morgan's mind was racing with calculations, and his face beamed with excitement, as if a bright and glorious future was just around the corner!

As Morgan suppressed his inner elation, Artorius raised his arm, resting his index finger on his chin in thought.

"You've reminded me of what chain summoning is."

"..."

"Sister Wang?"

"..."

--How could I possibly say something like, "I fell in because I was too close"? QAQ!!

She only sought out King Arthur, who, based on the divination results, was destined to face a life-or-death crisis but would ultimately escape unscathed, after all...

Emergency situations requiring assistance are addressed!

The friendship built through shared hardships is now complete!

Trust built through mutual assistance!

All things considered, it's simply the perfect stage!

Therefore, her image of being a master strategist absolutely cannot be ruined! She, Morgan, is the most reliable older sister!! Completely different from that succubus who calls herself the Lady of Paradise (Merry: Oh my?)!!!

When questioned by Altoris, Morgan maintained his policy of remaining silent.

Unable to withstand Altoris's suspicious gaze any longer, she tried a roundabout approach, asking, "What's wrong? Isn't having another fighter a good thing? Or do you think I'll be a burden?"

"I didn't mean that, Sister Wang. I just wanted to know if it would affect your performance. Do you have Saber aptitude, Sister Wang?"

"Saber isn't limited to using swords! There are many weapons that Archer uses that have absolutely nothing to do with bows and arrows."

—Do you want to listen to what you're saying?

King Arthur, who was not affiliated with any observatory organization, expressed his incomprehension.

Seemingly sensing Altoris's disapproval, Morgan continued, "Rest assured, I am Morgan le Fay, the enigmatic witch of Britain."

"Artorias, what is your wish?"

"—Saving Britain."

The silver-haired, blue-eyed woman looked back at the Silver Knight with her head held high. Her clear, melodious voice, like jade beads falling onto a plate, uttered from her pink petals, "Then our goals are aligned. What are you still worried about?"

...Altoris had expected his wish to be ridiculed, but Morgan's reaction shattered his expectations once again, and he couldn't help but re-examine the person in front of him.

Is this a lie, or the truth?

Artorius, seeing his own reflection in Morgan's cold blue eyes, still hesitated.

There was no resentment or sorrow between the emerald green and blue that reflected each other.

All that remains is the sincerity that is fully embraced in the depths of those deep blue eyes.

If it's a trick, what will he lose?

What will he get if it's true?

The scales swayed back and forth, and in the thick fog on the other side, a slender white arm placed weights on a tray.

"Let's achieve victory together, Artorius."

The beautiful and graceful noblewoman revealed a confident smile, her sparkling eyes shimmering in the gentle moonlight.

King Arthur suddenly discovered something.

Morgan's gaze toward him was completely different from before.

Unlike the ethereal beauty of fairies or the resentment of witches, it possesses the cunning of an older sister.

In that instant, Artorius heard a faint sound of dust settling within his heart.

-

The dining table at Sato's house was set with food for six people.

A girl dressed in a light blue lace dress hummed a cheerful tune as she arranged pots and pans that emitted the aroma of food in front of the kitchen counter.

As the last dish was served, the girl... Sajou Ayaka realized that the food had been piled up into a small mountain, while the Servants sitting on either side of the table stared blankly at the sumptuous meal in front of them.

Yes.

The large amount of food filling the entire table is not based on the number of diners.

Just for the two of them.

"Here, please have some," said Ayaka Sajou, who was facing away from the sunlight streaming through the window.

The girl, beloved by the world, is bathed in holy light, so beautiful that it's almost impossible to look away.

"Thank you." Although he couldn't compare to the knights who often flirted with beauties, Artorius still thanked them sincerely.

"Um..." As the Servants reached for the food on their plates with their utensils, Ayaka Sajou said shyly, "Because I didn't know your preferences, I just made whatever came to mind, so the quantity might be a bit too much."

"No, I will eat it all with gratitude."

"No need to force yourself, eat as much as you can."

Altoris and Sajo Aika's conversation continued, while Morgan silently filled his plate with food and slowly enjoyed the perfect dish in terms of both taste and seasoning.

However, no matter how skilled Sajou, the Root Princess, Aika, was, she could never compare to the cooking of Emiya, the Grand Chef, Shirou!

Morgan, whose appetite had been spoiled by Shirou Emiya, would not easily give his approval.

In particular, when the Master's magical energy is abundant, the Servant has no need to replenish it through eating. Morgan must be blind to not see Sajou Ayaka's intentions.

"I will eat everything you've done for me, Aigo."

—Listen to what these words are!

Morgan squinted at the girl, whose expression grew increasingly radiant as Altoris exclaimed "It's delicious!" and who was completely bewildered by the Knight King's direct attack. He couldn't help but worry about what would happen in the future.

Perhaps Artorius himself did not realize the significance of his words to Ayaka Sajou, or what actions they would cause her to take.

But Morgan wasn't worried about Aika Sajou; she was worried about her foolish younger brother.

--If it were a sweet and docile girl like Guinevere, that would be fine, but for a "beast-like" neurotic yandere like Aika Sajou, I absolutely disagree!

Fortunately, Aika Sajou's father had already taken his daughter far away, otherwise what a scene it would have been like.

In the early morning, as a reliable adult magician, Hiroki Sajou knocked on their door with information about the other masters and servants, so that the two servants could quickly grasp the situation of the battle.

Morgan's impression of Hiroki Sajou was neither good nor bad, and the curious gaze peeking out from behind the corner of the wall did not displease her.

only……

"Think of your family who spend their mornings with you, your father, your sister. It's the same principle; the owner of Linglong Pavilion certainly wouldn't want that either—"

Artorius's barely concealed anxious tone pulled Morgan back to reality. Morgan glanced at the Knight King who was trying to persuade Ayaka Sajou, and then looked at the blonde girl who had unbuttoned her collar to reveal the Command Seals on her chest.

"Why did you say those things?" Ayaka Sajou's smile never faded.

—That beauty is shown only to those you love.

"I've already decided, I'm going to give you the Holy Grail." The blue eyes reflecting the king's face shone brightly.

—At the same time, it's like an unfathomable, cold pool at its depths.

"I will grant your wish and help you save Britain." The softened, melodious voice was like flowers blooming across the hills.

—He did not hesitate or resist the idea of ​​depriving others of their prayers.

"For you—" bathed in brilliant light.

—Yet it seems to be the embodiment of the abyss.

"I can do anything, I'm willing to do anything." The girl's declaration was resounding.

—Woven into a cloth that tightly grips the golden-haired king's neck, rendering him unable to utter another word.

It failed to reach the other party.

Or perhaps there was never an option to be heard in the first place.

Sajou Aika simply smiled gently and brightly at King Arthur.

Love can turn into the most twisted curse.

Pure love cannot distinguish the other things contained beneath its fiery passion.

No matter how much the loved one advises, the fuel (love) that drives the lover will not be easily extinguished.

King Arthur, who was not a negotiation expert, was mired in trouble from the very beginning.

"Altoris".

The brief, silent eye contact ended with the silver-haired woman's call.

Having drawn the attention of both master and servant, Morgan said casually, "Don't we still need to discuss the war council and intelligence gathering with the head of the Sajō family?"

That's right.

"Speed ​​is of the essence in war, and time is of the essence. I suggest we begin preparations as soon as possible. What do you think?"

"nature."

At this point in the exchange between the British royals, Artorius, realizing Morgan's intentions, lowered his head and devoured the food on the table with the speed and efficiency of a whirlwind.

Sajō Aika watched with a smile as her carefully prepared dishes disappeared one by one into the King of Knights' mouth.

Morgan, who came to Altorlis's rescue, keenly noticed the intimidating gaze directed at her.

It was like being targeted by a wild beast lurking in the shadows, its terrifying, sharp teeth pressed against your throat.

Despite the threat of being torn apart at any moment, the Island Witch curled her lips into a smile. "Aika, thank you for your hospitality."

"You're welcome, sister."

Sajo Aika returned the same smile.

One was a dignified woman in the bitter cold of winter;

One is a flawless young girl bathed in brilliant sunshine.

Absolute strength comes with innate confidence, so no one considers how to be tolerant of the other party.

Born into a world far removed from that of ordinary people, Ayaka Sajō is connected to the very essence of modern magicians' lifelong pursuit. The mysteries that magicians can only barely grasp with their entire family lineage are merely a matter of breath for Ayaka Sajō.

How blissful it must be to be loved by such a beautiful and dreamy girl.

To be loved by such a cruel and meaningless being must be utterly despairing.

Altolis was unaware of these things.

Therefore, King Arthur simply lowered his eyes and listened to the girl's words, "I cannot bear to see you injured in battle."

For a couple who are truly in love, these words are the strongest fortress.

But the reality is quite the opposite, so they only become thorns on the path to understanding.