Seeing the expressions on their faces, Lancelot began to suspect that these two might truly be from the future.
Of course, it was also possible that Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash Kyrielight were colluding with Morgan and deliberately trying to deceive him.
But after so thought, Lancelot realized that while his current state and abilities weren't lacking, they still paled in comparison to Calot's might. If they truly intended to harm him, they wouldn't go through such convoluted thods.
Thus, the idea that these individuals were from the future seed increasingly plausible.
As he was lost in thought, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly spoke up, asking Lancelot:
"Um, Sir Lancelot, how old are you right now?"
Compared to the Lancelot they had seen as a Heroic Spirit, this version appeared much younger far from looking like soone who already had a child.
"? Twenty years old."
Lancelot thought for a mont before answering.
He was around the sa age as Lot and Morgan.
"Twenty? Then how did Galahad co to be?"
Ritsuka tilted her head in confusion.
At that mont, Lancelot suddenly sensed sothing unusual and turned his gaze toward a certain direction. A woman's upper body appeared in midair.
"Hello~ Can you hear now, Ritsuka-chan? There was a slight issue during the Rayshift, but we've finally managed to establish a connection."
"What is this?"
Lancelot demanded, glaring at Ritsuka.
"What's going on here?"
The woman, too, looked at Lancelot with curiosity.
"Huh? Sir Lancelot of the Round Table? Why are you here?"
"Miss Da Vinci, it's like this…"
Mash quickly explained everything that had happened so far.
"Ah, I see." Da Vinci nodded lightly, then turned to Lancelot. "Greetings. My na is Da Vinci. I'm not physically present in your world I'm communicating through a special thod. As for our identities, we truly are from the future. At the very least, the era you're in right now definitely doesn't possess magecraft of this level, wouldn't you agree?"
"Such thods are indeed impossible in this current age."
Lancelot had to concede that point.
Da Vinci continued, "As for our purpose here, it's to resolve anomalies across various eras."
"Anomalies in this era?"
Lancelot's gaze sharpened.
Da Vinci nodded.
"Indeed. For example, soone who, by the flow of ti, should never have beco king."
"Who? Are you referring to Morgan?"
Lancelot's voice grew tense.
"I never said that~" Da Vinci chuckled. Then, she added, "Judging by your earlier reaction, you seem to be aware of Galahad's identity soone who shouldn't exist in this tiline. Aren't you the least bit curious about that?"
"So, you want my help?"
"Exactly. It's always easier to talk to intelligent people."
Da Vinci smiled knowingly.
"I can tell you want to investigate Galahad's origins. We can assist you with that. If you cooperate with us, we promise to help you uncover the truth."
"I'll hold you to that."
After a brief mont of consideration, Lancelot agreed.
The technology before him defied common sense, and his curiosity was piqued. If this woman called Da Vinci was offering answers, he had no reason to refuse.
Lancelot then asked, "So, what's our next step?"
"We should first find a suitable location to perform a Heroic Spirit Summoning."
Da Vinci addressed the group.
"Heroic Spirit Summoning?"
Lancelot's interest was visibly piqued.
"Yes, indeed."
Da Vinci proceeded to explain the concept of Heroic Spirits and the summoning ritual to Lancelot.
After listening, Lancelot nodded slowly.
"I see."
His curiosity only grew.
Without hesitation, he declared, "Then let's begin the summoning at once. I'd very much like to et heroes from other tilines."
"Right."
The group set out to find a suitable location for the summoning.
Chaldea
After ending the transmission, Da Vinci stroked her chin, deep in thought.
"That place… While anomalies were detected, it doesn't quite resemble a Singularity. Yet, that period of history is undoubtedly distorted. We'll need to investigate that world thoroughly."
She muttered to herself.
Just then, the sound of approaching footsteps reached her ears.
Turning her gaze, she saw a golden-haired girl clad in red armor, a massive sword resting on her shoulder.
"Hey, Da Vinci. Did Master really go to 5th-century Britain?"
She asked bluntly.
"Indeed." Da Vinci smiled at Mordred. "How about it? Would you like to head over and assist Ritsuka-chan?"
"Sure."
Mordred shrugged nonchalantly.
"Perfect chance to see so familiar faces. Just don't make run into that King."
"You might not even et that King where you're going."
Da Vinci's tone was teasing.
"Huh? What happened to her?"
Mordred's expression instantly tensed.
"Oh, she's fine. It's just that the current ruler of Calot is your mother."
"…What?"
Mordred's face twisted in disbelief.
"My mother's the king? Since when was she qualified for that?"
She knew exactly what her mother was like.
"Well, from what we've observed, she's doing a decent job so far."
Da Vinci spread her hands innocently.
"Oh, and Calot has another ruler."
"Who?"
"King Lot."
"Him?"
Mordred's grip on her sword tightened.
Without another word, she declared, "I'm going. I need to see this Calot for myself."
"Excellent. You'll be assisting Ritsuka and the others shortly, then."
Da Vinci grinned like a rchant who had just secured a profitable deal.
"So this is a Heroic Spirit Summoning ritual?"
The group had arrived at a location rich in mana. As they watched Ritsuka and Mash prepare the summoning circle, Lancelot turned to Mash for confirmation.
"Mm."
Mash nodded stiffly.
Her awkward deanor only deepened Lancelot's confusion.
Noticing his bewildernt, Da Vinci's projected image giggled.
"You two actually share a connection, you know."
Lancelot recalled how Mash's expressions bore an uncanny resemblance to Galahad's. A sense of dread crept over him as he asked,
"Don't tell … she's also my child?"
"Absolutely not!"
Mash vehently denied it.
But her reaction only confird Lancelot's suspicions.
That was definitely a lie.
Which ant the truth was…
Before he could process the implications, Ritsuka began chanting the summoning incantation.
"Let silver and steel be the essence…"
As her voice echoed, a figure materialized within the magic circle.
"Saber, Mordred here I am!"
A helted girl in full armor announced loudly.
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