The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Master Ian, you, you, you are not kidding, are you?" Sayaka's words became a little stuttering, "I... can I go with you?"

"Eh?"

Ian looked a little surprised.

"From your tone, it seems like you're looking forward to leaving with me?"

"No! No, it's!" Sayaka grabbed Ian's hands, one on each side, "I really want to leave with Master Ian!"

"Then why not just say it?"

The man answered Sayaka very patiently.

"I thought you wouldn't want to."

"because--"

Sayaka turned her face away.

"I didn't help at all this time. I'm just a complete burden, right?"

"I think... Lord Ian will think I'm doing more harm than good."

"No."

"some!"

"..."

Realizing that there was no way to convince Sayaka, Ian thought for a while, temporarily let go of Sayaka's hand, and then reached forward and gently pinched her lips, squeezing them into the shape of a little octopus.

"Well at least it's nice here."

"..."

Sayaka blushed even more.

But she was reluctant to give up this kind of affirmation from a man - it was good enough like this!

"Then I will serve Master Ian for the rest of my life..."

And the Black Joan of Arc in the dark really couldn't help it this time!

She jumped out and was about to shout, but Joan of Arc, who had not held her down, appeared at this moment.

But at this moment——

What should have been a Shura field for the girls was suddenly interrupted by a huge shock.

It was an extremely powerful magical vibration.

And Ian was completely stunned.

Because he was so familiar with it——

That is……

From the wave that shines in the Rhongomyniad?

801. The Holy Baptism of the Spear of the End / The Re-displacement of the Mountain People (4k)

No mistake——

The magical fluctuations that spread throughout the entire camp were not some simple substance.

But...

From the wave that shines in the Rhongomyniad.

Even Ian felt a strong threat at this moment.

no--

It has to be dealt with quickly!

These mountain people have survived with great difficulty, how can we just watch them die again!

Although she didn't understand it as clearly as Ian, Joan of Arc's years of training as a nun had given her extremely terrifying insight.

She also noticed that something was wrong.

"Brother, this..."

"The situation is very dangerous." Ian knew that his emotional affairs were far less important than saving the people down the mountain. "We—"

"We must organize an evacuation immediately!"

"..."

Although she was dissatisfied with Sayaka's sneaky behavior, Black Jeanne still nodded obediently.

"okay, I get it."

Ever since——

The harem Shura scene that was supposed to happen has now disappeared, and instead, there is an urgent evacuation of the mountain people.

Ian came outside with the three girls.

The scene before him made him gasp involuntarily.

Countless sky fires fell like meteors towards the territory that had just recovered from desertification, as if to destroy everything.

The bewildered mountain dwellers were fleeing in all directions, showing unprecedented panic.

yes……

Who has seen this phenomenon?

Could this be the curse brought by the so-called pharaoh after his fall?

Is he...really an almighty God?!

Is this a curse from God?!

Ian knows—

This is not some astronomical phenomenon, but a sign that shines before the arrival of the Rhongomyniad wave.

"Everyone!"

Ian raised the giant sword left by the first Hassan and pointed it at the sky above his head.

At that moment, the people of the mountain, who were originally in chaos, saw hope again - as long as that adult was there, everything would be fine!

That is...

The most powerful leader of the mountain people!

however--

Soon Hassan discovered that the person holding the sword was not the old man who needed to sacrifice his own life to appear, but Ian.

The panic that had just disappeared not long ago now spread like a virus throughout this not-so-large territory.

All kinds of bad and malicious speculations spread in the current environment.

"Could it be that he stole the sword of the First Generation?"

"Could it be that he killed the First Generation?!"

All kinds of ridiculous speculations like these emerged one after another until they completely occupied the hearts of the people in the mountains.

only--

Although it sounds extremely absurd, the mountain people's speculation is reasonable.

After all, no one dares to confirm how Ian got this giant sword that symbolizes the first generation Hassan.

But just when the man was still thinking about how to make Hassan and others believe in him, Sayaka stepped forward at this time.

“Everyone——!”

The assassin girl leaped and reached the highest hill in the mountain people's territory.

She raised the dagger that she had turned into poison long ago and shouted loudly in the clear moonlight.

It was a sound that was played at full strength, not very loud, but clear enough.

"Trust Ian—"

"This is... a token left for him by the First-generation Master!"

"..."

Ian looked at the courageous Sayaka and realized that she had mustered up a lot of courage to do this.

After all, even if he inherited Zabaniya, the man is still not Hassan in the standard sense.

By doing this, Sayaka is essentially speaking for the "outsider".

This is obviously not something that can be done easily.

But it must be said that although this matter is very difficult, the effect is unexpectedly useful.

After Sayaka shouted this, the Hassans, who were still suspicious, gradually calmed down - for them, Sayaka's words were still trustworthy.

"Lord Ian!"

The assassin girl conveyed this message to her lover very promptly.

“Write down what to do!”

"..."

Sayaka was so decisive, and Ian knew he couldn't be vague, so he quickly continued:

"Evacuate, we must evacuate from here immediately."

"The precursor to the shimmering wave of the Rhongomyniad has arrived. Soon, something even more terrifying will arrive here!"

"This……"

Black Jeanne felt obvious pressure.

Joan of Arc herself showed the same extreme initiative as her brother.

"I understand!"

"If that's the case!"

The Saint Girl ran towards the hill where Sayaka was and jumped to her side.

At this moment, she has completely broken away from the identity of a clingy sister.

Instead,

She is like the saint who wanted to save all French people during the Hundred Years' War between England and France.

Joan of Arc conjured up the flag that symbolized herself and her Lord, and then held it high in the moonlight.

The flags and sails fluttered in the violent wind, but they did not lose their original momentum and order at all.

“Everyone——!”

"If that's the case, please follow me and retreat immediately!"

"Every mountain dweller, please contact your friends and relatives immediately - we must not leave anyone behind, and we should never leave anyone behind!"

Joan of Arc seemed to be born with this unique and inspiring temperament.

After she said a few words, the Hassans looked at each other and then started to move one after another.

In less than a moment, the separated teams had regrouped.

"Sayaka—let's go together."

Jeanne extended her hand towards Sayaka - with her protection, she was not afraid of the assassin girl's poison at all, and was one of the few who could be friends with her openly!

"Ok!"

Sayaka looked back at Ian and indicated that she and Jeanne would take these mountain people away together.

After receiving the latter's nod in response, the formal evacuation operation began in an orderly manner.

Black Jeanne was a little at a loss now.