"Sorry, this isn't Saber's problem."
At that moment, White shyly lowered her hand as well.
"But I suppose that possibility does exist," White said. "Still, I can't imagine who I might fall in love with."
"Is... that so?"
Seeing White like that, Artoria also breathed a sigh of relief.
But what White said made Artoria think of Rin and Sakura.
But between two girls... descendants?
Uh, that really was possible.
After all, Artoria herself was technically someone who had been through it.
Either an ancestor or a descendant—any other possibility was extremely unlikely.
It couldn't possibly be the person herself, could it?
Ah? You Can Use It Like That? ### When the two returned to the room, Rin was still resting. She did not have White's constitution, and what had happened last night had truly left her physically and mentally exhausted.
"Good morning... Saber."
White then went to Sakura's room.
There was another Saber here.
Having two Heroic Spirits of the same class in the house made addressing them rather inconvenient.
Medusa had stood guard here all night.
But for a Heroic Spirit, fatigue was not much of a concern.
Medusa had a good impression of White.
Compared to that noisy older sister, White was taller than her and gentler, too.
She was a good person.
"Hello." Compared to Medusa as Rider, Medusa as Saber looked somewhat younger. She gave off a cool impression overall.
"How is Sakura's condition?" White asked Sakura.
"My Mana Transfer is stable, and my Master's magical energy is fine. It's just that, mentally, she's somewhat..." Medusa turned her head and looked at Sakura with some heartache.
White nodded as well.
Logically speaking, Sakura's consciousness and personality were already different from those in the "original work."
Although Athena's Olive Branch could designate a certain range, it