The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"..."

"It's hard to explain." Ian took a deep breath as he looked at the blood-red waves surging from all directions like a tsunami.

"BB, let's not talk about it for now."

"I have to take command."

In fact, the situation is now quite obvious.

Leif originally planned to use Galahad, who had found the Holy Grail, but he didn't expect that the other party was far more selfless than he imagined.

Even with the revelation that the "Holy Grail can grant wishes", it did not lead the young man astray.

Corresponding——

Since the situation on Galahad's side could not be handled, Leif's solution was to transform into the Demon Pillar Flauros and try to take over the Spear of the End (Rhongomyniad) himself!

But when he wanted to do so, he was interrupted by the call between the Joan of Arc and the Holy Grail.

Ever since——

Thus, there is the now furious Demon Pillar Flauros.

However, although he was in a state of extreme anger, Ian knew that even a demon pillar like Flauros was not an opponent that could be underestimated!

The first thing to deal with is the bloody waves that are coming from all directions of the village—

At least……

They cannot be combined.

If that happened, the holy city of Jerusalem would be completely destroyed.

By then, no one knows what this singularity will look like.

"Gray—!"

“Helena—!”

Ian called out to the archaeological duo who had returned to his side.

"Can you stop that wave from the east?"

"Eh?"

Helena, who was a little overwhelmed by the scenery around her, was about to say something when she heard Gray's voice.

"no problem!"

"If there is another Rhongomyniad shining in the end, I should be able to do it."

In an instant, Helena also had great courage.

"Yes!"

"Sure—I'll do my best to help Gray, too."

"it is good!"

Ian nodded in confirmation and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu on the other side.

"Li Xiang, Mashu."

"Then you guys go and stop that 'wave' coming from the west. Can you do it?"

"..."

"..."

Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mashu looked at each other and nodded.

The former, Fujimaru Ritsuka, spoke first:

"It should be possible - if we use all our strength to smash the meteorite down, it should be able to block it for a long time."

"I can also come to help!" Mashu said without hesitation.

"We can do it! / Senior, you can do it!"

The two finally gave the same answer.

"very good."

Ian looked up at the mecha goddess Athena.

As a product of the divine generation, He was now looking at him silently.

After sensing the man's gaze, He quickly spoke first:

"I can hold off the one to the north."

"Pegasus, there's nothing inconsistent with your plan, right?"

"No." Ian shook his head. "It's actually a great help—"

"That's the farthest one."

"Ah That's good."

The mecha goddess responded to her compatriots in this way, and then slowly started the power device behind her.

The steam hissed, and it was obvious that He was fully prepared.

"what about me!"

Black Jeanne asked impatiently.

"What am I doing with my sister?!"

"Southside."

Ian looked at the dragon girl in front of him and the holy girl beside her who was hugging Lily.

"but--"

"I need to borrow Fafnir to temporarily stem the tide."

"Can you... do this?"

"Eh?"

Black Jeanne's eyes were full of surprise.

It can be seen that she originally thought that the scenes arranged for her and her sister would be about doing something with her brother.

But now...

When Joan of Arc was feeling a little lost, she suddenly felt someone patting her shoulder.

The girl turned around and saw her sister Jeanne.

The latter's eyes also showed some regret, but they were firm and serious - that was a manifestation of his genuine desire to help Ian.

"younger sister."

"We...are not here to hold our brother back, are we?"

"..."

Black Joan of Arc immediately understood the gap between herself and her sister Joan of Arc.

Yes.

The purpose of meeting him is not to make him feel like a burden.

I've already done that kind of thing.

This time, nothing you say will work!

"I see!"

The dragon girl raised her evil flag again.

"Don't worry—even without Fafnir's help, my sister and I can definitely do these things!"

"Yes." Joan of Arc also held her holy flag.

“We can do it!”

Everything is arranged properly.

As Athena's mechanical engine ejected powerful steam, each blocking team began to carry out its own mission.

In the end, only Mary and Ian were left.

"It's time for a date..." The Flower Magician said suddenly. "I didn't expect you to do this."

"What a cold joke."

"Really?" Mary nodded. "I thought it was funny."

"but--"

"You really shouldn't tell jokes at a time like this."

"As long as you know!"

The man walked up to Mary's body and picked her up like a princess.

"us--"

"It's time to go."

A few minutes later.

"Roar--!!!"

With a roar from the dragon Fafnir, the last "team" consisting of Ian and Mary also took to the sky.

Their destination, of course, was the central area where the undisputed Demon Pillar Flauros was located.

"You-"

"You've left the most dangerous place to yourself again."

Mary said this while hugging the man as she looked at the area around her that had turned an evil black.

"Don't you ever feel scared?"

"How could it not be?"

Ian said without turning his head as he looked at the area ahead which was becoming increasingly suffocating.

"But... being afraid is the most useless reaction, right?"

“Difficulties will not disappear because of your fear, nor will they become soft because of your concessions.”

"So--"

"What else is there to be afraid of?"

"..."

I don't know if he was left speechless by Ian's words, or if he had no intention of defending himself in the first place.

After hearing what the man said, Mary hugged him even tighter.

"I love you so much... Just hearing this makes me feel completely overwhelmed."

"..."

"Is it really okay to say that on a dragon's back?" Ian couldn't help but say, "This is Joan of Arc's dragon."

"But it's you too, isn't it?"

"..."

Faced with the flower magician's easy words that revealed Fafnir's true face, Ian was shocked at first, but then quickly calmed down.

"When did you know that?"

"I guess—" Mary rubbed her cheek gently against the man's back, like a cat washing its face.

"After all, how can one control a dragon so well right out of the gate?"

"But it doesn't matter. I only care about you. Don't worry about falling in love with someone else."

"Your thinking process is really unusual."