In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

Although Mashu usually dotes on this little creature, she understands that now is not the time to be so hasty.

She looked at him.

"Senior... what do you think we should do?"

"..."

Ian glanced at Fou on his shoulder, then looked at the path it had chosen.

“Mashu, let’s try it as Fou suggested.”

"Anyway, there's no other intelligence right now, right?"

"……Um."

Mashu nodded, then stole a glance at Fou on the man's shoulder.

A hint of anticipation appeared in the girl's eyes.

She genuinely hoped that Fufu, whom she had been raising, could help the two of them solve their problems.

"Let's go then."

"Hmm~"

As it turned out, Fufu deserved their trust.

After walking along the path it indicated for a while, Ian felt the gold around him gradually becoming familiar.

Everything is getting closer and closer to my memories.

What truly connects the two is the village seen on the hillside at the end of the road.

Extremely familiar with the layout of the houses;

The road direction is consistent with my memory;

An extremely simple decorating style;

as well as……

That church that Joan of Arc visited countless times.

correct.

This is the village of Don Remy from my memories!

There were no problems with the Chaldea observations!

but--

Before Ian could report this to Olga Marie, another unexpected event occurred.

A huge black shadow flew in from afar.

As it drew closer, its appearance gradually became clearer.

That was a real dragon.

The instant it reached the sky above the village of Domremi, it unleashed a torrent of fierce flames downwards!

Boom!

The village of Dongremi was instantly engulfed in flames!

217. Another Joan of Arc? / Burning the Village of Sin / The Return of the Avenger (4k)

The flames that spewed from the dragon's mouth, full of sharp teeth, engulfed the entire village of Dom Remy in an instant.

In an instant, the villagers who were doing various things were swallowed up by the crimson waves.

They struggled in the raging fire that had fallen from the sky, letting out heart-wrenching screams that were truly terrifying.

It was a scene like purgatory; just one glance at it could easily give you a nightmare.

After doing all this, the dragon once again soared into the sky and disappeared into the distance.

but--

Faced with this horrific scene, Ian found himself feeling not even a shred of sympathy.

To be honest, the man really hated the village of Dom Remy.

To be more specific, I hate the utterly shameful betrayal that has been fostered here.

He was not a saint; he had the likes and dislikes of an ordinary person.

He felt this was unfair.

Why should those who betrayed Joan of Arc live such a free and easy life, while their kind sister had to hide and go into hiding, and in the end, she couldn't even reveal her name?

and so--

Well cooked!

If possible, Ian even hoped that some of those flames could come from his own hands.

As the flames fell like meteors, he suddenly felt a surge of vengeance, and the blood in his body seemed to boil with them.

This might be somewhat morbid.

But it was enough comfort for him regarding the past.

The man standing on the hillside looked at the village of Domremi, which had been engulfed in flames, and his eyes were filled with an undisguised hatred.

but--

In stark contrast to the state of complete enjoyment that men experience.

Upon witnessing this hellish scene, the pink-haired girl Mashu's kind heart immediately tightened with anxiety.

"Senior... the village ahead is on fire!"

"..."

Seeing Mashu's worried expression, Ian's mind snapped out of the vengeful thrill and became much clearer.

He gazed at the village burning fiercely in the distance, frowned slightly, and then spoke:

"That's too late."

"It's still quite far from Donremi Village... Even if we wanted to save people, we probably wouldn't be able to save many."

Ian was telling the truth.

But Mashu doesn't seem to want to follow that answer.

"So there's still a chance?!"

"Save as many as you can!"

After saying this, Mashu took a deep breath and then gripped her huge round shield tightly.

"senior--"

"I'm going!"

Following her own heart, the pink-haired girl used her physical advantages as a Servant to rush towards the village of Donremy, which was engulfed in flames, at top speed.

"..."

Watching the girl's resolute figure disappear into the distance, Ian hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to follow her.

He didn't intend to save those who betrayed him and Joan of Arc.

It was simply a concern that someone like Mashu might cause problems in the past.

Soon, Mash and Ian arrived at the burning village of Domremi, one after the other.

The once peaceful village has now been transformed into a living hell.

The black smoke from the incomplete burning of wood intertwined strangely with the aroma of the meat paste.

It was a nauseating smell, and even Ian, who had experienced countless things, couldn't help but feel nauseous at the smell.

but--

Despite the dire situation in the village.

Mashu, however, had absolutely no intention of giving up on this place.

Her figure moved constantly through the scorching heat, her lips opening and closing in the dry air, expressing her feelings at that moment.

"Is anyone else here?! Can you hear me?! I'm here to help!"

Mashu is simple and straightforward.

At that moment, she had no other thoughts in her mind but to save people from the sea of ​​fire.

Even Ian, who had just been enjoying the thrill of revenge, was somewhat moved by this scene.

He sighed, and then, like Mashu, he called out to the living.

"senior……"

"Don't talk, hurry up and look for it, it's not safe here."

Ian didn't want to help these traitors—they didn't deserve to be saved.

He simply didn't want to see Mashu's efforts go to waste.

That's something far more precious than these people's lives.

Two people working together is better than one person working alone.

one;

two;

Three;

People continued to escape the inferno with the help of Ian and Mash.

of course.

This number is far less than imagined—dragon fire is still quite dangerous to humans.