The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"I can tell they don't have much ill will towards Pierre—just leave it to this old man."

"Really?" Black Jeanne d'Arc was still not reassured.

"I swear to you in the name of Hassan—" the First Hassan suddenly swore a solemn oath. "If you have any other intentions, you will perish violently in this yellow sand, with no chance of resurrection."

"..."

The first generation Hassan's promise, which was at the risk of his life, finally convinced Black Jeanne d'Arc.

Without saying a word, she handed Ian to the first Hassan, and then she and Joan of Arc watched him enter the so-called "sanctuary".

"that--"

After confirming that Ian was taken away by the first generation Hassan, Sayaka came over and asked cautiously.

"You are……"

"Oh, you're the most proactive girl just now, aren't you?" Jeanne smiled gently. "Thank you so much."

As she said this, the older sister temporarily transformed the holy flag that saved Hassan from the poison into particles and dissipated it, and then she wanted to touch Sayaka's head directly.

It was an action that was almost identical to Ian's, even the start seemed like they were cast from the same mold.

"no!"

Sayaka reacted.

"I'm dangerous, don't touch me!"

however--

Despite this warning, Jeanne did not stop her actions, but continued to gently stroke Sayaka's head in a manner almost identical to Ian.

so comfortable...

Exactly the same...

Exactly the same as Lord Ian...

Sayaka couldn't help but squint her eyes.

At this time, Joan of Arc said:

"Don't worry—if it's venom of this level, it won't be able to hurt me."

"Eh?"

The assassin girl was a little surprised.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Yes." Joan of Arc nodded, "I'm not afraid—"

"..."

Once again meeting someone who was not afraid of her "poison", Sayaka's eyes were naturally filled with light.

She began to believe that this girl named Joan of Arc was really Lord Ian's sister.

but--

Sayaka felt a little embarrassed, but finally expressed her doubts.

"Why do you call Master Ian Pierre?"

"..."

The moment Sayaka said this, Jeanne was obviously stunned.

She seemed to have never expected that she would hear such a question at this time.

And especially when the name Ian was mentioned, the surprise reached a deeper level.

only--

When Black Joan of Arc, whose personality was obviously the opposite of Joan of Arc herself, was about to attack, her sister covered her mouth.

The latter smiled and replied:

"Maybe it's just a nickname I give to my brother."

"pet name?"

Sayaka was even more confused.

"Then why doesn't Miss Meili have such a nickname?"

"Merry?"

Jeanne frowned slightly, then looked at the flower magician next to the assassin girl and asked cautiously.

"Is it her?"

"Yes!" Sayaka nodded repeatedly, "She is Lord Ian's 'original wife'!"

"..."

"..."

What Sayaka didn't expect was that the moment she said this, the atmosphere suddenly became cold.

Jeanne and Merry just looked at each other.

A wave of magical power spread across the battlefield that had just ended not long ago.

But it was precisely because of this that Black Jeanne was able to break free from the "control" of her sister.

"call--"

"Suffocated me!"

Black Joan of Arc, who regained her "freedom", supported herself with both hands, and then immediately joined her sister Joan of Arc's battle line to "attack" Merry.

"What kind of 'original wife' are you?"

"Sister, but the most important thing is that we already have children!"

"what?"

Sayaka felt as if she had heard something terrible and her head was buzzing.

What's even more terrifying is that Athena seemed to care about this matter as well, and walked over with heavy steps.

But at this moment, the first generation Hassan came out of the "shelter".

Although his expression was impossible to discern, his movements seemed to have slowed down considerably.

"Something bad is happening."

The first Hassan almost uttered these words.

And Joan of Arc was the first to notice this.

She ignored the war atmosphere and grabbed her sister Jeanne d'Arc's hand.

"Sister, come with me!"

"Brother, we are needed!"

794. The Fall of Jeanne d'Arc / Reverse Utilization of Demonic Power (4k)

Under the gaze of Hassan and others, Joan of Arc pulled her sister and rushed towards the "shelter" where Ian was.

Seeing them coming, the first generation Hassan took a deep breath and then planned to tell some cruel truths.

however--

Before the old man could do so, Joan of Arc reached out her hand and stopped him.

She just opened her mouth and said:

"Anyway, let me try first."

"He is my brother. Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, I must save him!"

"This is...what I should do!"

"..."

The first Hassan's hand trembled.

Then, without saying anything, he silently made way for the two sisters to enter.

"Thank you."

Joan of Arc, carrying the child on her back, took her sister into the "shelter".

It has to be said that although Joan of Arc knew that this was a temporary structure, she still felt that the environment was too bad.

If possible, she would never want her brother Ian to end up like this.

but……

There is no other choice now.

With the utmost confidence, Joan of Arc came inside.

But as soon as she entered, Ian's appearance made the saint stunned.

If he had not escaped the so-called just burning at the stake "presided over" by the British, his fate would probably not be much better than what he is facing now.

"Idiot... What an idiot..."

Joan of Arc's voice suddenly became tearful.

“It’s always like this…”

"..."

Looking at her sister beside her in such a state, Black Jeanne didn't know what to say for a moment.

She is good at arguing with people, but she doesn't know how to coax people like this.

Fortunately, Joan of Arc was a strong enough girl. This kind of sadness only lasted for a short while before she took it back by herself.

Yes.

This is not the time to cry.

If even the old man who can cut off the sun boat (Mesektet) can't save his brother, then I am his last straw!

"Sister, come with me."

Jeanne, who had stopped crying, said so.

"……it is good."

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, Black Joan of Arc stopped making a fuss and quietly obeyed her sister Joan of Arc's arrangements.

After all, when the first singularity dissipated, we said that we would truly treat each other as family from now on.

Restraining her inner sadness, Joan of Arc came to Ian and sat down.

Thirty-eight wounds.

Each one was so shocking that Joan of Arc was completely stunned. If her willpower was not strong enough, she would have probably half-fainted by now?

"Sister, how is it..."

Black Jeanne, who simply knew that her brother Ian was seriously injured, asked cautiously.

"There should... there should be a way to save him, right?"

"Let me think about it..."

Jeanne responded softly to her sister.

Those sapphire eyes, a little hazy, were thinking seriously.

"Eh……"

"What's wrong?! What's wrong?!" Realizing that her sister might have realized something, Black Jeanne immediately came over.

She was so anxious that she would never miss any opportunity to save her brother Ian!

"Sister, what should we do!"