"Ugh... I'm lethargic."
After the battle with Jeanne Alter, I laid out a mat on the spot and lay down. Ah, comfortable...
"Is it okay to lie like this..."
"What's the matter, Olga. Let's enjoy our leisure."
"That's right, junior. It's good to rest like this."
"Junior, huh..."
"If she became my wife after me, she's a junior, right?"
"Is that so..."
Jeanne Alter also lies down and treats Olga Marie as a junior. Beside her, Artoria Alter stares at her intently, then plucks her ahoge.
"Then I'm the senior."
"... That's something I said, but it's me yet not me..."
"Deep down, you thought so too, didn't you?"
"...."
This saint, was she a stickler... Well, she was a soldier after all.
"But, master, I have one thing I'm curious about."
"What is it, Nero?"
"That child. Is she your daughter? The way you treat her feels like that."
"Ah, Illya? She's not my daughter, but she's like a daughter?"
"Yes, yes~ Berserker and I have a special relationship~!"
"Hmm, is that so... Then, did you not have children?"
"I did. But I haven't seen them since becoming a Heroic Spirit..."
Children, huh... I do miss them. I especially missed them in the Heaven's Feel worldline.
"I'm curious too. Stories about your children."
"There's too much to tell..."
"Then make it simple. Who was the strongest among your children?"
Olga Marie says to keep it brief... The strongest child.
"If it's the strongest child, it's Connla. I used to think my eldest daughter, Uathach, was the strongest... but my second daughter and fourth child, Connla, turned out to be the strongest. Partly due to special lineage, but she's the most talented child. Her mother, Aífe, was from the fairy realm for a long time, so fairy magic flowed into her. Connla inherited that magic. She takes after me in strength, and inherited both Aífe's and my talents, showing abilities beyond Setanta. Thanks to fairy magic, she can perform mysteries without magecraft, and especially in close combat, she surpassed Aífe."
Connla... that child's talent is frightening. If she had been born in the same era, she might have become stronger than me. She had no interest in the throne, so everyone just gave it to my eldest son, Illann, and she became the captain of the Red Branch Knights, protecting the country while preventing the wives' deviations.
Even after we left, that child grew to a frightening degree, right? Among the children, thanks to fairy magic, she lived the longest...
She even became the teacher of that kid Finn mac Cool and that guy Diarmuid. Living for 2 centuries, that child lived a long time. If she had lived until the 5th century...
The tragedy of Ulster might not have happened. No, I died before that, so what can I do. Lucius... because of that Roman emperor...
Because our bloodline was cut off.
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Bang!!!
"Ugh...! This strength is monstrous... Not something that should come from such a small body!"
"But you're not much for a father from another world, are you?"
Connla was practically toying with Fergus, using agile movements and her small stature compared to Fergus to slide between his legs or quickly get behind him to attack.
Clang!!! Clatter!!!
Connla grabs his back again. Fergus quickly swings his sword backward, and Connla blocks the rotating Caladbolg with her spear.
"You're holding up against this!"
"Because I'm used to it...?"
"That spear, now I see... it's Gáe Bolg."
"Haha! Because my aunt gave it to me as a gift?"
Clang!!!!
Connla forcefully swings her spear and pushes Fergus back. As Fergus's daughter, monstrous strength from a small body.
"What do you like?"
"Hmm? That would be women, alcohol, and fights! Among those, the soft flesh of women is special!"
"Wow... you're really not great. Completely opposite of father... There's a reason father didn't want to grow tall, right?"
Connla understands her father's stubbornness by looking at this other Fergus, and in another sense, feels sorry for him. Then Connla takes a stance. With her left hand and left foot slightly forward, she slowly rotates the spear held in her right hand. Soon, her red eyes flash like a beast's, and a red beam shoots from the spear.
KABOOM!!!!
"!?"
It was a beam that cuts through everything. The red beam shooting from the tip of the spear cut through everything, even slicing through and melting rocks with its heat. Connla rapidly spins it in front. Fergus quickly uses his Mind's Eye to dodge the beam.
"You dodged that? Indeed, you're not ordinary."
"Scáthach doesn't use Gáe Bolg like that!"
"It's the way of the new generation to find new things!"
Then, Connla throws the spear at Fergus. Not a True Name release, just a powerful thrown spear. Fergus quickly dodges, and Gáe Bolg sticks into the ground right beside him. And...
Crunch!!!
"Guh!?"
Then, red demon spears sprout from the ground. Like thorns, the spears pierce Fergus's body.
"Goodbye~"
Swish~
Then, Connla draws a light demon sword from her waist. It was a Noble Phantasm that Cú Chulainn, who went to his final battlefield, passed down to her since he had no more use for it.
"{Curadh Coinhen} (Tearing Beast's Blade)!"
Slash!!!
The intensely shining light slash, with magical light rivaling her father Fergus's Caladbolg, cuts through Fergus's body, and light bursts from the cut area, thoroughly destroying his spiritual core.
"Huh, that was easy."
"Wow..."
"It was just like Mr. Fergus."
Ritsuka applauds Connla for splendidly defeating him, and Mash leaves a comment as if seeing another Fergus.
"Really? Truly? Like father? That makes me happy~ Have I gotten a little closer to father? Reaching the same level as father is my goal, you know."
Connla smiles brightly and approaches Mash while speaking.
"So? What's your relationship with father!? You know him, right? Where is he now!?"
"Um, that's... perhaps like a disciple...?"
"Heh~ So you're father's disciple? That's surprising. For being father's disciple, you're weak, you know."
"Haha..."
"Ah, sorry. I'm not calling you weak or anything. It's just that for a disciple of father, you're inexperienced, so you haven't been learning for long, right? Father is the best in Ulster as a teacher too. Seeing your lack of skill, you're still learning the basics, right? Hang in there! Father's training is tough, but it's rewarding and solid! So, what about this one?"
Connla pats Mash's shoulder to encourage her and immediately asks Ritsuka.
"So... like a coworker? I'm not her Master."
"Really? So there's another Master~ Then, what about over there?"
"They're my Servants... but Fergus sealed their powers because they might cause trouble."
Looking at the clairvoyants sprawled on the ground, Ritsuka sighed. Everyone felt unfair, but it was the unavoidable reality...
"Heh~ If father went that far, it's serious... You're really unlucky, huh?"
"Have you said your piece, hybrid!"
"It's unfair..."
"Well, what can we do. It's our reality."
[The insults are no joke...]
"Huh? What's this cowardly voice? Is this some kind of magecraft?"
[Calling me a coward on first meeting... that's too much.]
Romani is disheartened by Connla's evaluation, and Ritsuka explains what has happened so far to Connla.
"Heh... with the director of Chaldea, and such and such a relationship...?"
"Oops..."
In the process, she ended up mentioning that Olga Marie and Fergus are in a marital relationship, and Ritsuka regrets saying that to his daughter.
"That can happen~ Actually, it would be strange not to fall for him? Father is too open-hearted, that's the problem~"
"Uh... is that okay?"
"Hmm? In Ulster, it's normal for capable people, whether men or women, to have multiple wives or husbands. So, what's the big deal? From the start, our mother was the third wife, so what? All of us siblings have different mothers. If anything, for someone in the position of king, father has few wives, don't you think? Honestly, it's better than being like Uncle Cú Chulainn, who doesn't take responsibility while fooling around, right?"
As an Ulster woman and Fergus's daughter, she was a very bold type. Whether her father gained a new wife or not, she was the type to let it slide if it made sense.
"It's not like he's neglecting our mother, so there's no need to make a fuss, right?"
"Is this a cultural difference..."
[She's very open-minded... ahem.]
"Indeed. In a way, I feel it's impressive."
"So, where is father now?"
"We're on our way to find him too... want to come along?"
"That sounds good. I'll be in your care?"
Thus, Connla joined the party. However...
"But, let's rest a bit..."
"Tired, are you? That's understandable~"
Everyone was too tired to move. So, they decided to rest for a while, and Connla also sits down. Ritsuka stares intently at Connla...
"Um, your outfit is kind of... revealing, isn't it?"
"Hmm? Ah, this?"
"In Ulster, someone like me is very unusual? Most people wear tight outfits like my uncle or Aunt Scáthach. Everyone's in tights, so isn't someone like me or father fine?"
"For that, it's kind of like a leotard..."
"Senior, that's rude..."
[Well, for Ulster, she's dressed well by our standards.]
"What on earth are other Ulster people's outfits like..."
"Like the other father we fought earlier?"
"Ugh... I don't want to see that."
In reality, Ulster warriors fight shirtless without armor like the other Fergus, or in full-body tights like Cú Chulainn. Conversely, Fergus or Connla were like heretics. That was the cultural difference.
"But, Connla-chan, how old are you?"
"Me? Let's see... over 250, I think?"
"... Why is this family like this with age?"
"But compared to father or mother, I'm young~ Or not? 260? I haven't been counting since the 3rd century, so I'm confused. Anyway, what does it matter?"
"Um, I have a question... is this your appearance from when you were in your 200s, like Mr. Fergus?"
"Yeah. Unlike father, thanks to the fairy magic I inherited from my mother, I've maintained a young appearance."
[I'm jealous...]
This family was more than just youthful; they had appearances that looked too young for their age... In fact, even Aífe, when Fergus met her, was at an age that would be a grandmother. Truly, it was a family history of eternal youth.