The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Fafnir, answer my call—"

As Black Jeanne d'Arc said this, lightning and thunder were heard in the sky, and the originally clear night became chaotic.

"Roar--!!!!"

A dragon roar came from the clouds, and a giant black dragon appeared in the sky above the three people's heads.

It has sharp claws and huge wings, and it seems that every flash will bring a devastating storm to the place below it.

After circling in the air for a while, the dragon called Fafnir by Black Jeanne finally stopped in front of her.

Contrary to its appearance, this huge black dragon was surprisingly docile in its reaction to Black Jeanne d'Arc.

"Come up, brother—"

"And..." Jeanne looked at Mellie who was not far away, "You come up too."

"..."

"..."

Without further words, Ian followed Black Jeanne's words and sat on the dragon Fafnir.

Then Black Jeanne d'Arc nimbly leaped in front of him, like a child longing for a hug.

And Mary sat behind the man and pulled his clothes without saying a word.

"Fly—"

As Black Jeanne gave this order, the dragon Fafnir flapped its wings again and soared into the endless night.

Only large areas of yellow sand and strong winds remained, announcing its recent appearance.

"so--"

"Where are we going now?" asked Jeanne d'Arc. She was "controlling" Fafnir, but actually didn't know what to do next.

Now she was doing it entirely because her brother Ian did it.

"..."

Before Ian could answer this question, Mary behind him spoke first.

"there--"

As the Flower Magician said these words, countless white petals flew out from behind the dragon, and then flew forward at a speed even faster than the dragon itself, paving a path forward made of white petals in an instant.

"Just follow it—" Meili replied expressionlessly, "You'll know what to do then."

"..."

Seeing that Black Jeanne was still hesitant, Ian quickly spoke:

"Sister, do as I say—"

"Meili is a trustworthy partner. She won't harm us."

"Fine……"

With her brother's assurance, Black Jeanne finally put her worries to rest a little.

She grabbed the dragon's shackles and shouted, "Fly towards the petals—my Fafnir!"

"Roar--!"

The dragon's roar once again pierced the sky, as if it was going to deal a fatal blow to this uneasy night with its claws.

However, although Fafnir was already moving at a very fast speed, it did not seem like this was a journey that would reach its destination in a short time.

After all this, Black Jeanne began to pay attention to what the Flower Magician had said before.

My brother... has an inseparable relationship with Fafnir?

What does this mean?

Speaking of which——

My sister seemed to have mentioned something similar, otherwise she would not have been so enthusiastic in welcoming the dragon when I summoned Fafnir.

There must be something... that only these two people know, but I am completely unaware of?

The more Black Jeanne thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and she didn't even notice that she was leaning on her brother.

"what happened?"

A man's voice came from behind the girl, pulling her back from her thoughts.

"Jeanne, what are you thinking about?"

There is not only one Joan of Arc, this is also the name of the former Dragon Witch.

After hearing this shout, Black Joan of Arc felt a little aggrieved - they were both Joan of Arc, so why did her sister and brother have so many unknown secrets.

"I am not happy."

"Yeah." Ian nodded, "I can see that."

"So what's causing your unhappiness? Can you tell me? I'll see if there's anything I can do to help you solve it?"

"that is……"

Black Jeanne turned around and saw Ian looking at her seriously.

Her expression became a little embarrassed, but also more determined.

"elder brother--"

"What's your relationship with this dragon?... Why doesn't my sister hate it at all, and this wild woman named Meili also says it has a deep connection with you?"

"How come I don't know anything?"

"..."

Listening to Black Joan of Arc's aggrieved voice, Ian knew that she really cared about this matter.

As for the truth, the man also fully understood what was going on.

after all--

When Ian was with Joan of Arc, he realized that he was not just a simple "human", but his mother at that time. In order to protect himself and Joan of Arc, she deliberately integrated the "dragon" side into her body in the form of an amulet.

With his departure, Fafnir naturally became a separate "dragon".

What Ian didn't expect was that this other side of himself as a "dragon" would return to Black Jeanne again after such a long time.

perhaps……

It is his true thought, that he wants to protect these two sisters forever.

As expected, she is one with me...

Even though he has lost his human rationality, his heart is still the same as mine, and he always wants to protect his sisters.

It is no wonder that Joan of Arc, as a saint, would not want to drive Fafnir away.

but--

Having said that, telling the truth directly like this doesn't seem to be a good thing for the other Joan of Arc.

After all, in this way, she would easily understand that Fafnir's appearance was "brought" by her sister.

And I am just an insignificant part of this.

Ian knew that Joan of Arc would definitely not like to see this kind of thing - she vowed to cherish her hard-earned sister who came from a complicated background.

"Sister doesn't hate it or anything...isn't that for sure?"

Ian spoke softly, his tone gentle as if he was coaxing his girlfriend.

Oh--

In a sense, it can be considered as coaxing my girlfriend.

"Don't forget, this dragon was summoned by you."

"..."

Black Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment, and then she understood - she was not so ignorant of such social customs.

"You mean...my sister accepted Fafnir because of me?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

"definitely."

The man felt that this was not a lie - after all, from Joan of Arc's perspective, such a reason was inevitable.

only……

There must be other reasons for this.

"..."

The knot in her heart that had just formed was untied by her brother Ian with just a few words, and Black Joan of Arc was naturally extremely happy.

"I understand!"

The dragon girl returned to her previous state, and her drive to drive Fafnir also became much more proactive.

"..."

Mary pulled the man back to her side - and in doing so, she and he held the child named Lily tightly together.

"You haven't even finished explaining to her—"

"Or rather, this is simply not the truth."

"..."

Ian has always been a little helpless about Mary's intelligence.

She always sees a lot of things that she thinks she shouldn't see, and she is completely "unable to guard against them".

"That--"

"What do you want?"

Ian lowered his voice - he didn't want the excuse he had just prepared to be shattered in the conversation with Mary.

"Not very good—"

Being attacked from both sides, Mary had her hands free and hugged the man in front of her.

Her cheek rubbed gently against the man's back, like a wild cat that had found its owner, docile and obedient.

"If I make any requests at this time, you'll definitely hate me—that's not what I want to see."

"...You are quite sensible."

Feeling the "harassment" from Mary behind him, Ian was not unacceptable - this was better than her making some offensive declaration in front of Black Jeanne, right?

"Ah."

Mary nodded expressionlessly.

"So, in that case, can you tell me what your relationship with that dragon is?"

"Don't you know?" Ian was a little surprised.

"I don't know." Meili said bluntly, "I just feel that there is a strong similarity between you two. When I saw that dragon, I felt an inexplicable aura that was consistent with yours."

"..."

For a moment, Ian couldn't tell whether what Mary said was true or just a hint.

After thinking for a moment, he continued:

"So--"

"Let's just understand that we are one. Do you understand that, Merry?"

"..."

"Probably." Mary answered expressionlessly, an expression that was difficult to read.

but--

Just as the man was about to say something more, the Flower Magician's next words brought him back to reality.