Chapter 59: Believe

Standing on the slope outside the church gate, Tatsuya Suzuki watched Rider, who had left earlier, pat Waver on the shoulder to encourage him. He remained silent for a long time before finally speaking:

"Shall we use magic to transfer back directly, or should we walk for a bit?"

"Let's take a walk," Morgan answered clearly, understanding the unspoken invitation.

So, the two of them began walking down the stone-paved slope.

"I originally thought you and King Arthur were mortal enemies, but whether it was last night or just now, you seemed to have some intention of defending Saber," Tatsuya remarked to Morgan. "Is it because you're relatives? You can only bully them yourself and can't tolerate others criticizing them?"

"Is that what you think?" Morgan asked with an amused expression.

"It's just a hypothesis," Tatsuya admitted honestly.

Morgan understood. "It's nothing special, but to some extent, I understand her better than most. Artoria Pendragon is just the product of Merlin and Uther's plans. She was born with the fate of Britain on her shoulders from the beginning."

"So you can't allow people who don't know the full story to judge her. Only those who know the whole truth, like you, have the right to comment on the Knight King?" Tatsuya laughed. "You truly are the Queen of Winter, having the final say on such matters."

"As the queen, I have nothing to do with what happened to Artoria Pendragon," Morgan replied, knowing Tatsuya was joking but choosing to answer directly.

Tatsuya's smile gradually faded. "I see, I misunderstood."

"But even so, the King of Conquerors isn't entirely wrong," Morgan continued with a faint smile. "I am a woman with deep obsessions, but sometimes those obsessions are for Britain, and other times, for something else."

Hearing this, Tatsuya, who had walked several steps ahead, stopped.

He stood at the bottom of the slope for a long time before slowly turning around to look up at Morgan, who stood behind him.

"I know."

The complex emotions in Tatsuya's eyes surprised Morgan, and then she gradually understood.

"I see, that's how it is," she said, smiling a kind of smile that Tatsuya couldn't decipher—a smile that seemed both frustrated and happy. "When you decided to intervene in this Holy Grail War, you ignored this crucial fact."

There was a magical channel for communication between a Master and their Servant, and memories could be shared through dreams during sleep.

So far, Morgan had only slept once. The rest of the time, because the magical energy Tatsuya provided was so abundant, she had no need for sleep.

On the other hand, Tatsuya needed rest, and he would inevitably see glimpses of Morgan's past memories in his dreams.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude. I just dreamed about it after I fell asleep," Tatsuya said, looking away guiltily, his gaze falling to the empty side of the ramp. "I thought you must have known, Morgan. You didn't block the interference of your deep consciousness; you just didn't care."

However, Morgan didn't mind at all. She was well aware that her long, unreasonably detailed memories were more interesting than Tatsuya might have realized.

"Don't worry about it. I'm more curious—what did you see?"

They started walking again.

Tatsuya slowed his pace, walking side by side with Morgan once more.

"It's hard to sum it up in one sentence. I only caught glimpses," Tatsuya replied, shaking his head. "The first time was okay. I dreamed of a place where it always rained... But the second time..."

"Second time?" Morgan raised her eyebrows slightly.

Tatsuya's expression grew serious. "I really can't laugh about it. It was just a dream where things kept falling apart—going from being in the same boat to sharing the same hatred, and finally fighting against each other... There's no worse story than that."

"fratricide..." Morgan murmured the word softly, and the joy on her usually calm face deepened. "So you felt that, did you?"

Tatsuya crossed his arms helplessly. He didn't understand why Morgan was so happy. "Okay, I get that it's not a good feeling to become enemies with an old acquaintance, but you don't have to deny it outright, right? Or is it that you find it unacceptable that people who once shared the same ideals have parted ways, so you habitually deny the existing facts?"

Morgan looked at his expression and realized Tatsuya seemed genuinely concerned about her, perhaps even worried that this was why she had been summoned as a Berserker.

"Well, maybe that's true," Morgan conceded, not wanting to dwell on the topic. She changed her tone to one of warning. "One of the things I hate most is being betrayed by someone I trust. You should also be careful to avoid this, Tatsuya."

Realizing that Morgan didn't intend to delve further into the subject, Tatsuya dropped it. "Don't worry. If it were any other Heroic Spirit, it would be fine. But with you, the thought of betraying trust is terrifying."

He smiled, turning away. "Whether from a personal or practical perspective, that's true."

"My husband is quite eloquent. Perhaps you'd make a successful envoy to other nations with such a silver tongue," Morgan teased.

Tatsuya could only sigh, waving his hand to indicate the conversation was over.

Fuyuki Church was located on a mountain southeast of the city, from where most of Fuyuki City could be seen.

The cold wind blew in her face, and Morgan's long silver hair fluttered in the wind.

"My husband, since you are determined to purify the Holy Grail, in order to avoid any unexpected changes to the entire plan," Morgan said, her expression faint as she looked in the direction of Einzbern Castle, "it's necessary to eliminate potential threats."

"Are you talking about the Hero King?" Tatsuya asked instinctively.

He was always wary of Gilgamesh, and Kirei, who remained a dark presence, also made him uneasy.

Objectively speaking, purifying the Greater Holy Grail was as troublesome as the Holy Grail War itself.

"Let's put the Hero King aside for now. There's something more immediate that must be dealt with," Morgan said, shaking her head. "Artoria and her Master must be eliminated first to prevent them from interfering with your plan."

"If it comes to a fight, I have no problem with that," Tatsuya replied, not opposed to a confrontation.

"Don't worry, I have another way," Morgan said confidently, looking at Tatsuya. "To defeat the enemy without fighting—that's something you taught me."

"When did I teach you that?"

Tatsuya had a lot of questions, but they seemed secondary. He decided to treat Morgan's words as mere flirting and put it out of his mind.

Since Morgan had another plan, Tatsuya would naturally let her handle it.

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