The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"call--"

"Finally I'm alive!"

After replenishing his water, Fujimaru Ritsuka leaned against a tree and shouted.

"Ian, how long have I been unconscious?"

"..."

"Not for long." Ian smiled slightly. "You woke up just when the matter was resolved."

“Eh…really?”

Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched his face a little embarrassedly.

"I was thinking of fighting that guy to the death - now it seems a bit unnecessary."

"That kind of thing isn't important anymore!"

Mashu's voice came, and it was obvious how long the two had been underground. She was worried about them.

“It’s great to be back!”

"That's exactly what happened..."

Gray also followed Mashu's steps to comfort Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"After all, such a huge Round Table Fortress disappeared in just a few seconds - if we hadn't escaped from there, there would definitely be very serious consequences!"

"..."

Ian actually wanted to tell Grey that this would not happen.

After all, Galahad's final wish was for everyone to escape successfully.

The collapse of the Round Table Fortress will only continue after everyone leaves.

This is his belief as the next generation Knight of the Round Table.

"But what a pity..."

Helena muttered softly.

As an expert in theosophy, she cares about different things from other people.

"Such a representative building, to be gone just like that—I haven't studied it enough yet, it's really…"

Helena hesitated to speak.

Although she really likes to study this aspect, it does not mean that she only cares about research.

Just like Mashu said, being able to escape from there smoothly is already a pretty good thing.

"okay!"

“There will definitely be another chance to go in the future!”

The voice of Black Joan of Arc came from not far away. She looked helpless as Lliy was riding on her head.

"That everyone is here is all that matters, isn't it?"

"That's it!"

Little Lily followed Black Jeanne and echoed.

After resolving the misunderstanding, she seemed to really fall in love with her mother.

"That's indeed the case..."

Jeanne smiled slightly and walked in front of Ian.

"It's finally resolved."

"Welcome back, brother."

"Roar--"

Fafnir's roar came from the sky at a very timely moment. Although it sounded a bit rough, it was the most appropriate way to celebrate at this time.

Athena just looked at her wingman silently. As the goddess of war, she seemed unable to express her emotions too much.

But that long gaze was enough to show His inner approval of Ian.

"Yes--"

"I am back."

As everyone watched, Ian responded to their concern.

Just thinking back to what Galahad said before he left, the man's expression could not be as relaxed as usual.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Joan of Arc quickly noticed that something was wrong with Ian. She walked up to him, reached out, and hugged her brother.

"Why do you seem unhappy?"

"..."

"Because the matter has not been resolved yet."

At this time, Mary, who was holding the staff, suddenly spoke.

She, who had remained silent before, naturally became the focus of everyone's attention at this moment.

“Hasn’t it been resolved yet…?”

After all, Joan of Arc had been on the battlefield, so her reaction speed was much faster than expected.

"Isn't that Round Table Fortress the final destination?"

"I'm not sure about that."

"but……"

Mellie pointed her wand at Ian.

"I think there should be nothing wrong with what I said."

"After all, this singularity hasn't collapsed, right?"

"..."

Although it was a bit uncomfortable to be ruthlessly exposed by Mary, Ian was not the kind of person who cared too much about face.

He nodded, and quickly confirmed that the Flower Magician's statement was correct.

"Yes, everyone."

"That's exactly the situation now—every singularity needs a Holy Grail to support it, but there's nothing like that beneath the tomb."

"I believe the Holy Grail that maintains this singularity is somewhere else."

Ian's eyes fell on Sister Jeanne.

"And that's probably why you were directed to this place."

"..."

"..."

Black Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc looked at each other, but neither felt any surprise.

After all, this is not the first time the two have encountered such a thing.

They had experienced something like this once before, during the Hundred Years' War between England and France.

The idea that they were connected by the Holy Grail is a very reasonable explanation.

"So what should we do now?"

Jeanne said somewhat confusedly.

"..."

"Just wait." Ian replied after thinking for a moment.

"Just wait?" Joan of Arc was a little confused.

"Correct."

"I believe that now that the Round Table Fortress has completely vanished, the person truly lurking behind the scenes will certainly not sit idly by."

"Probably... there will be a response soon."

The man just finished speaking.

An evil black light rose from the ground in the distance and soared into the sky!

That's the direction of Jerusalem.

"Ah...it seems to be faster than I thought."

"But this is just right."

Ian's eyes swept over all the girls present.

"Everyone, let's go!"

828. The Call of the Holy Grail of the Joan of Arc Sisters/Strangeness in the Holy City of Jerusalem (4k)

The pillar of light that reached the sky shot straight up into the clouds, and it actually took away some of the brilliance that originally belonged to the daytime.

Because of this, heaven and earth seemed to be connected together in an instant.

Above the desert.

The "transport team" composed of the mecha goddess Athena and the dragon Fafnir is moving at the fastest speed.

The dust raised by this spread across the earth, like a series of shelters.

"..."

Sitting on Athena, Ian looked at the light reaching the sky in the distance with a very solemn expression.

He stretched out his hand, as if trying to grasp the light.

"Could it be..."

"That's it." Mary's voice came, and at the same time she pulled back the man's outstretched hand.

"It is the Rhongomyniad."

"You should be able to feel that fluctuation just like me, right?"

"..."

Although he was not so willing to accept what Mary said, Ian had to admit that it was the truth.

"Yeah..." the man sighed.

"I know it's the Rhongomyniad—but if that's the case, isn't it a serious problem?"

Galahad's words illustrate that this singularity of Jerusalem is presented on the basis of the Holy Grail.

So--

People related to the Holy Grail, such as Leif, are very likely to exist in this special point - judging from previous events, he is very "good" at such mysterious appearances.

Once things become like this, it will be much more complicated than imagined.

after all……

Rafe is a complete lunatic.

But at this moment, Ian suddenly felt a wet feeling on his cheek.

He soon realized it was Mellie kissing him.

"you……"

Looking at the Flower Magician's expressionless face after doing such a thing, the man didn't know what to say for a moment.

That state was just like saying "just kissed".

"Don't you like it?"