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

"No complicated preparations are needed."

"A venue and a witness are all you need."

"What really matters... is the desire to be with the other person."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ian suddenly realized something.

Jeanne Alter would not bring up such a thing without a reason.

When she said that, it meant that she already had this idea in her mind.

This conjecture soon became a reality.

Jeanne Alter looked at Ian, her eyes filled with an excitement that came from "understanding" everything.

"I made a decision."

"Since it's a further step in our relationship—"

"Then marry me!"

As before, the Dragon Witch had no intention of giving her "servant" any chance to refuse.

Before Ian could even comment, a passionate and intense kiss silenced all words.

Jeanne Alter arranged the marriage between the two in a semi-forced manner—even though she did not actually understand its true meaning.

But it's harmless.

For her, it was enough to simply bring the two of them closer.

This scene, however, became the image of the saintess stealing her brother in her eyes.

However, in a sense, this understanding is indeed not problematic at all.

But this is just the beginning.

To be fair, Ian never expected Joan of Arc to appear outside the city of Jura at this time.

But the man was deeply moved when he saw her.

Because he confirmed something.

This singularity, confirmed by Chaldea, is proof that Joan of Arc successfully survived François's rampage.

At this moment, she is the result of all her previous efforts, a phenomenon akin to a "miracle".

"Very good……"

Ian couldn't help but feel that way.

but--

Jeanne Alter, however, thought differently.

At the moment when Camilla's death was confirmed, Joan of Arc's appearance undoubtedly ignited all the anger in her heart.

The Dragon Witch immediately revealed her killing intent—a determination to kill her opponent.

In the process of fighting against that little girl, this killing intent further intensified into an extremely terrifying magical suppression.

Before the opponent could even retaliate, Jeanne Alter pierced her body with the Dragon Banner and died on the spot.

but--

Ian didn't seem to have much of a feeling about it.

If I had to express my feelings, it would only be gratitude.

Ultimately, he had never actually met the little girl who stood in front of Joan of Arc, so he couldn't really feel much about her.

Compared to her death, men cared more about Joan of Arc's safety.

After all, the Dragon Witch in this state would obviously not let her off easily for daring to come before her.

Should I... take action?

Fortunately, Ian was not the only one worried about Joan of Arc's safety.

Mashu's appearance resolved the crisis.

The man was very relieved—after all, this meant that Joan of Arc had met the Chaldeans and gained their trust.

But the Dragon Witch's next attack completely extinguished the man's brief moment of relief.

She waved her Dragon Demon Banner repeatedly, spewing out bursts of flames.

Ian suddenly realized something.

Since Jeanne Alter was able to carry the Holy Grail with her in a special way—

That means she can get enough magic from it at any time.

This is why the little girl was completely powerless against the Dragon Witch—because she was fighting a witch who had the Holy Grail's power!

This is an incredibly powerful boost to combat strength.

It means that it is almost impossible for anyone to defeat Jeanne Alter.

unless--

The attack itself came from the shadows!

A man's premonitions always come true in strange ways.

"Clarent, the King's Sword of Brilliance!"

As the familiar sound rang out, a lightning-fast beam of light shot from afar at an unimaginable speed.

Ian knew that it was his daughter Mordred unleashing her Noble Phantasm.

He also knew that this beam of light would definitely cause serious injury or even kill Jeanne Alter after it hit her.

After all, the Dragon Witch was now focusing all her energy on attacking.

but--

He absolutely cannot let this happen.

There may be personal reasons behind this.

But more than that, there was another problem he had just realized.

At this moment, Jeanne d'Arc Alter is not simply a Servant or Master, but an being carrying the "Holy Grail".

If Clarent were to strike her, it would indeed cause severe damage.

But at the same time, the Holy Grail will likely suffer a similar blow.

No one knows what the consequences of such an event will be—the Holy Grail was retrieved intact at Singularity F.

Ian knew he absolutely could not take that risk.

After all, if the singularity from the Hundred Years' War between England and France could not be repaired because of this action, all previous efforts would have been in vain.

After weighing the options...

The man decided to take action.

The ability of "memory projection" activated instantly, and a jet-black sword appeared in his hand.

That is Excalibur Morgan, made from memories gained during the battle with Artoria in Singularity F.

It was supposed to be a counterfeit with extremely poor results.

But at this moment, Ian could feel a kind of magic flowing within him that could support his extraordinary performance.

"Excalibur Morgan!"

Driven by the call to protect humanity, the dark beam of light surged toward the lightning emitted by Mordred, causing a violent collision.

And then--

That was his own hope for Joan of Arc.

How much of it can she understand?

"Hey!"

Jeanne Alter's cry pulled Ian back from his memories.

"what happened?"

The man, regaining his senses, looked at the girl lying in his arms and asked her this question.

"You're still asking me what's wrong?"

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you what's wrong?!"

Jeanne Alter raised her head and looked at Ian, who was hugging her, with a displeased expression.

"I called you so many times just now, but you didn't respond at all, it was like you were dead."

"Are you thinking about something strange again?"

"……No."

"really?"

"real."

Hearing the man's reply, Jeanne Alter pursed her lips and didn't pursue the matter any further.

"correct--"

"I have one more question to ask you."

"what is the problem?"

"If we really get married."

Jeanne Alter grasped Ian's hand, her tone softening.

Should I change how I address you?

"……I guess so?"

"That--"