Mordred and Sisigou arrived in a village in Trifas and were having a meal.
"Nothing's happened since last night..."
"Are you bored? Saber."
"Tch, they call it a war but they don't even come to fight. They just send small fry."
"Well, we're patrolling around the graveyard and residential areas for now. It's the fastest route, so at least the Black Faction doesn't want civilian casualties either."
"Do you think I want something explosive? I just want to fight one-on-one, fair and square."
Mordred was getting a little bored with the overly peaceful streets. Sisigou tried to soothe her, saying a big fight would come soon... when a man and woman approached them.
"Why are you complaining so much, Mordred."
"Huh? Who are you! How dare you call my na──me?"
"Ah──Dad?"
'There's no one here. Did they use a bounded field... This is bad.'
Mordred was flustered seeing her face, and Sisigou immediately loaded his gun, preparing to fight...
"We're not here to fight. My introduction is late. I am Ruler, Fergus mac Róich. We came to talk about a family matter?"
"Ruler? That's hard to believe..."
"Will this convince you?"
In response to Sisigou's suspicion, Fergus showed his right arm. The concealment magecraft was lifted, revealing the Command Spells of the Revelation of the Holy Grail. Sisigou confirmed they were real Command Spells and put his gun away.
"Family matter? Hey, Saber. Just now you clearly──"
"Tch... what do you think you're doing, looking for me!"
Mordred shouted at her. Even with mixed feelings of love and hate, the proportion of hatred was still greater for Mordred. She shouted at her in anger... then, Artoria seemed to hesitate, fidgeting...
"I'm sorry, Mordred."
"... Huh?"
Artoria then bowed her head in apology. Mordred couldn't hide her bewilderment.
Fergus had summoned Artoria, who became his wife through his Noble Phantasm, and asked her to reconcile with Mordred. Persuaded by Fergus, Artoria admitted she had also been at fault.
"In life, I had closed the doors of my heart due to various problems... Because of that, I denied your existence, which to anyone would seem like Morgan's spy and an attempt to shake the throne. That was a mistake... I denied your existence without even understanding your heart. I... had no biological parents, so I didn't know how to be a parent. My marriage to Guinevere was also a sham marriage between same-sex individuals, so I had no children, and I didn't know what to do from a parent's position... The most I saw were people like Lancelot as examples..."
"...."
"Even if it was an unwanted child, a child is a child... I denied it back then. But, I only realized my own shortcomings and mistakes just before I died... I won't ask for forgiveness. Honestly, I'm still not completely at ease myself... but would you give me another chance?"
"... What is this now. What are you talking about after we've both died!"
"I'm not dead yet."
"What?"
"Although I am a heroic spirit, I am still alive. The return of the Holy Sword... I entrusted the return of the Holy Sword to Bedivere a second time and fell asleep, then I was summoned. For me now, it's a dream I'm having while alive. You are dead... I know. But, I am still a living person. That's why I wanted to apologize to you before I die."
"... You're still, alive?"
Mordred felt that Artoria wasn't lying. She didn't know how to respond. The recognition she never received in life was being given after her death, with her father still alive and apologizing. Mordred's hatred began to waver.
"Did you answer the summoning hoping for a new life?"
"And who are you.... Wait?"
"Yes, that's how heroic spirits originally are. They answer the summoning not to desire a second life, but to fulfill a wish they couldn't in life. I know what your wish is... but really, is that all?"
"...."
Mordred fell silent at Fergus's words and pondered deeply. But then, she felt something strange.
"Wait, is Dad Black Saber?"
"No."
"Then what?"
"I was summoned by Fergus. By Fergus's Noble Phantasm."
"What kind of Noble Phantasm does that shrimp have?"
Mordred openly called Fergus, who was the same height, a shrimp. Artoria made a face at that but then relaxed her expression.
"Ah, my Noble Phantasm is one that summons my wives."
"Huh? But why is Dad... huh?"
Mordred felt something was off. Sisigou drank his beverage while practically sightseeing the dysfunctional family drama from behind...
"Step-dad, no, step-mom, Mordred!"
"He is my husband, Mordred."
".................."
"????????????????????"
Mordred doubted her own ears. Suddenly, her father had a husband (wife).
They sat her down and explained everything from the beginning. Mordred looked dumbfounded, and now even her hatred for Artoria was forgotten out of sheer absurdity.
"No... right? Is that really right?"
"I am seeking love. It's already too late to oppose my marriage."
"No... ah... my head hurts. This shrimp is my new mom? I'm going crazy."
"Shrimp? We're the same height as you, Mordred... oh? Then is he a shrimp?"
"You wanna die!?"
"Hey! Mordred, how rude to your new mom."
"Ugh, I'm really going crazy!"
Steam seemed to rise from Mordred's head, and she then banged her head on the table and let out a deep sigh.
"Hahaha! What a complicated family matter. I can't even hand out my business card."
"That's how myths are. British or Celtic family trees rival the Greeks."
"Fuck... why does it seem more complicated after death."
"Don't worry, Mordred. I will be a good parent. I have several wives and several children. I'm confident in being a good husband and father."
"This guy's the worst...! So Dad's an NTR guy!?"
"I did it because I wanted to, and for a king, this much is natural, isn't it?"
"That's true but... ah, fuck!"
Mordred screamed, holding her head as she watched the two casually drinking their beverages while being a couple. Sisigou watched with great interest from the side.
"Excuse me, are you done with your talk?"
Jeanne, who had been quietly watching from behind since it was a family matter, came and sat next to them.
"... Are you his wife too!?"
"What!? No no, I'm not!"
"Really? Ah, I'm getting paranoid..."
Jeanne was genuinely flustered by Mordred's words for a moment, and her heart pounded. And then Fergus took out a picnic bag.
"Here, have this, Mordred."
"... What's this?"
"Oh, it's onigiri?"
"Onigiri...? Is it okay to eat? But why all of a sudden?"
"I was wondering what to make, and I liked rice when I was in Japan. So, I tried making some. Fergus did most of it, though..."
"Ah, Dad made it...?"
"Yes... It's embarrassing, but Fergus suggested we prepare something, so I tried making it."
Mordred was genuinely moved by Artoria, who was being kind to her for the first time.
".... It's delicious."
The first meal her father made for her was truly delicious.
Seeing that, Fergus smiled contentedly. And then... a curiosity he had thought of before came to Fergus's mind. Just in case... he grabbed the ahoge of Artoria, who was eating, and mercilessly pulled it out.
Puiit...!!!
"Dad!?"
"... This works?"
Then Artoria began to glow with a black light... and her changed form was revealed.
"What, did you prefer this side? Fergus."
"Ah, Dad transformed...!?"
"What is this..."
"Heh, heroic spirits are really amazing."
"..."
Fergus thought about whether it was really possible with just pulling out an ahoge. The ahoge of Saber, called Artorium. Fergus glanced at Jeanne... and thought, perhaps? And being a real man, Fergus immediately put his thought into action.
Plop...!
And then, the Pioneer of the Stars stuck the Artorium right into her head. Immediately, a black light arose.
"Oh...."
"What is it? Why are you staring at me like that? Do you have something to say to me?"
"... This works too?"
"What is this now..."
Mordred couldn't understand Fergus, who was casually doing crazy things.
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