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

"..."

Upon hearing this, Gilles de Rais shook his head.

"I do not know either."

"but--"

"If we follow the wish she made back then... perhaps it can only be fulfilled if she agrees herself."

"..."

Ian did not doubt what Gilles de Rae said.

After all, during the time he was "married" to Jeanne Alter, he could only see the Holy Grail with her consent.

Ian knew that it would be equally impossible to obtain the Holy Grail through brute force.

Because "attacking" Jeanne Alter is equivalent to directly "attacking" the Holy Grail—and no one can be sure what will happen after that.

The atmosphere at the scene fell silent once again.

They were just one step away from repairing the singularity, but they couldn't seem to take that step.

Even Ian, who had already experienced so much, didn't have a good solution at this moment.

And at this moment——

The man felt his sleeve being tugged.

He turned around and saw his sister Joan of Arc.

"What's wrong?" Ian asked.

"Um... I just wanted to ask you a question."

Joan of Arc, holding the holy banner, looked at Gilles de Rais with a hint of concern in her eyes.

"Was the other 'me'... born into this world burdened with all sorts of resentment?"

"..."

Although Ian wasn't quite sure why his sister was asking this, he quickly gave an affirmative answer.

"Well, you're right."

"Her birth was a tragedy."

"That--"

Joan of Arc looked up at her brother.

What kind of person do you think she is?

"..."

Ian frowned slightly, pondering the question.

After a long silence, he spoke again:

"If you ask me... I guess I'm a pitiful person, right?"

"A pitiful person?"

“Hmm.” Ian nodded.

"She didn't actually know what she was doing, and she hadn't thought about what her future goals were at all."

"Her only guiding principle is 'instinct' and... feelings that even she herself is not quite clear about."

"Tell the truth—"

"I think she's a bit like you when you're sleepwalking."

"Eh?!"

Joan of Arc looked surprised.

But soon, this surprise quickly turned into a new plan.

Joan of Arc picked up where Ian left off and continued:

"What if it's like this—"

"I do have an idea."

"what idea?"

“Hmm…” Joan of Arc pointed to herself.

"Since even my brother thinks she and I have something in common—"

"Then why don't we just accept this younger sister as our official sister?"

244. Jeanne Alter: Surely there's no one who hasn't been married to Ian? (4k)

"..."

Ian never expected Joan of Arc to make such a suggestion at this time.

He instinctively denied it.

"Jeanne...isn't this a bad idea?"

"why not?"

Joan of Arc blinked her beautiful blue eyes.

“Brother, the other ‘me’… is also pitiful.”

"Knowing nothing and understanding nothing, they came into this world in this way simply because someone made a wish for resurrection."

"Since brother has decided to save the world—"

"Then she should be redeemed too."

"and--"

If we really want to nitpick...

Joan of Arc's eyes showed a hint of guilt.

"We are one of the reasons she came into this world, aren't we?"

"..."

Ian thought carefully about what Joan of Arc had just said and realized that it was indeed true in a certain sense.

after all--

If Gilles de Rais hadn't misunderstood Joan of Arc's "death," none of the subsequent events would have occurred.

However, even though he accepted Joan of Arc's explanation, Ian still had doubts in his mind.

"That--"

"Jeanne, how do you plan to make another 'you' become your sister?"

"Hehe~" Joan of Arc chuckled mischievously, "I don't know either~"

"However, it certainly wouldn't be a bad thing to meet her first, would it?"

"Shall we all go together?"

Ian's gaze swept over Mash, Mordred, and Fujimaru Ritsuka who were present.

They were comforting the grief-stricken Gilles de Rais with words—no one would have imagined that such a strong man would feel so guilty.

“No.” Joan of Arc shook her head.

"If everyone goes, the pressure will be too great."

"Brother~"

"Just the two of us will go."

"..."

Although it feels somewhat dangerous for the two of them to confront Jeanne Alter like this.

But seeing the unwavering determination in his sister Joan's eyes, Ian no longer hesitated.

"okay, I get it."

"Since you think this is a good idea, let's give it a try."

Ian was the absolute core of everyone present.

After hearing his request to go into the city alone with Joan of Arc.

Although everyone had some doubts, no one raised any objections.

This is not difficult to understand.

A man who can resolve a major crisis that would normally require a group of people to handle within three hours naturally has a lot of credibility in his words.

Ever since——

Ian and his sister once again entered the Demon King's Castle of Orleans, heading directly towards the castle where the Dragon Witch Jeanne Alter resided.

As she walked along the road, Joan of Arc's expression gradually became one of surprise as she observed the surrounding scenery.

This city was completely different from the one she remembered—this was a place that had witnessed the war of dragons!

Joan of Arc still remembered the desolation she saw when she first came here, but now it had completely disappeared.

Seemingly sensing his sister's thoughts, Ian quickly spoke up:

"Does it feel very unfamiliar?"

Knowing there was nothing to hide in front of her brother, Joan of Arc nodded.

"Yes."

"It's completely different from the Orleans I remember...it's even more beautiful than it was back then."

"It's a matter of course."