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

Jeanne Alter raised her head and continued speaking in an unquestionable tone.

"From now on, I'll call you 'darling'!"

"what?"

"That's the decision, no arguments allowed!"

"..."

Meanwhile, outside the city of Jura.

In stark contrast to the affectionate scene of a girlfriend playfully teasing someone on the back of the evil dragon, the atmosphere here was deathly silent.

Despite successfully rescuing all the innocent people in Jura from the fire brought down by the evil dragon.

But everyone except Joan of Arc clearly realized one thing at that moment.

That means Ian really did run off with the Dragon Witch.

"How could this be..." Mordred simply couldn't believe it.

She simply could not accept that the person whom her mother and adoptive mother called a "hero" had betrayed her in public like this.

This is not something he would do.

"Why would you do that, senior..."

Recalling what had just happened, Mashu felt terrible.

She still remembered what Ian had said when he left—"I'll be back once I figure out what's going on."

But when they met again, he stood completely against everyone.

What exactly happened?

Needless to say, Fujimaru Ritsuka is another one of them.

Her mind was filled with the promises she and Ian had made together in front of others when they set off from Chaldea.

"Together, we will reclaim the future that humanity deserves."

But now——

How could he have betrayed his cause and become an underling of that female demon?

Is it...

Were all those seemingly righteous words just an act?

Fujimaru Ritsuka dared not think any further.

Unlike the others, Joan of Arc, who understood Ian's meaning because of the bond between her and her brother, was in a different state at this moment.

She realized that this might just be a recurrence of the past.

My brother is doing something for himself that cannot be made public for the time being.

This is absolutely not a betrayal, but rather an unspeakable hardship.

So--

We must trust him.

I believe he didn't betray his cause and become the Dragon Witch's subordinate, but rather had ulterior motives.

I believe his final words were not a huge trap.

Joan of Arc pondered this, and then made an unprecedented decision.

only--

How can we summon more "Servants" to Orleans as he instructed?

I have absolutely no experience in this area.

The saintess took a deep breath, clasped her hands together, and began to pray.

"Lord... I know my hopes are insignificant to you."

"But I still hope you can guide me and put me on the right path."

Even just a single sentence would be helpful.

Joan of Arc prayed again and again.

She was so devout and focused that she didn't even notice her own body was faintly glowing.

Time passed, and the sun set.

After a full day of prayer, Joan of Arc suddenly heard the voice from her dream again.

Those were incredibly simple words.

"Everyone has a skill."

"The way of your salvation is in therein."

232. Heroic Spirits from All Eras! /The Saintess's Apocalypse/ Assemble (4k)

It was the voice I heard in my dream that night.

Joan of Arc opened her eyes and saw a dazzling light.

Unlike the fantasies previously "created" by his own brother—

What she was facing at this moment was genuine light, without a trace of falsehood.

It is so pure, completely unmixed with any other concepts.

Gazing at the light before her, Joan of Arc felt as if she were strolling at the end of time, able to encompass the entire world with a single glance.

That was a feeling I had never experienced before.

In my entire life so far, there has never been any description that can match it.

"Lord... is that you?"

The devout Joan of Arc couldn't help but voice her doubts.

The light was silent.

Then came a dubious answer.

“There is no ‘Lord’ as you speak of in this world.”

"That is merely your hopes and fantasies about fate relying on other things."

“But you have indeed appeared before me now,” Joan of Arc said anxiously, gazing at the light before her.

"Can't this serve as the basis for your existence?"

"Then why don't you use the fact that a day never occurred in the past as evidence that it didn't exist?"

"Even after saying all this, it is still because you have some hope that you are certain of the existence of the 'Lord'."

"..."

Joan of Arc was unable to refute these words from the light for a moment.

She felt that her perception was undergoing some kind of strange change under the influence of these remarks.

She pressed for details:

"If you believe, it exists... if you don't believe, it doesn't."

"Lord, is this what you meant?"

"That's it for now."

Guangmang did not continue to answer Joan of Arc's questions.

If you want the answer—

You should first find the problem.

"This is the best response to your dream."

As the last word fell, Joan of Arc felt her consciousness rapidly detach from the end of time and fall back into reality.

When she regained consciousness, she found herself standing in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others, who looked on with curiosity.

"What's going on here?"

The saintess was somewhat bewildered by this sight.

Although she was no longer afraid of being stared at by others, she still felt somewhat embarrassed to be surrounded by a group of people like this.

"Miss Joan of Arc."

The perceptive Mashu noticed the saint's embarrassment and immediately offered an explanation.

"You don't need to be nervous."

“We... just think it’s amazing that you prayed like that all day.”

"is it?"

This was the first time Joan of Arc had been praised for something like this—after all, prayer had long been a part of her life.

"Mmm~" Mordred nodded, further confirming Mash's statement.

"and--"

"You were glowing just now!"

"Fu!" Fufu nodded in agreement.

Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment.

"Huh?! I was glowing just now?! Is that even possible?!"

"Yes!"

At this point, Fujimaru Ritsuka gave her answer.

At the same time, she began to gesture wildly, trying to describe to Joan of Arc what had just happened.