The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"what do you mean?"

Fafnir's deep voice came faintly from the pendant.

"What do you mean by making her a saint?"

Although it is a two-sided existence.

But there still seem to be many differences in the way Fafnir, the dragon side, and Ian, the human side, understand things.

"Fafnir."

Ian stretched out his hands toward the sky.

He seemed to see Joan of Arc smiling happily right in front of him - that was the way she looked when she was recognized by everyone.

"If Joan of Arc really becomes a saint, she will be welcomed wherever she goes, right?"

"Thus--"

"Even if I'm not with her, no one will bully her anymore."

"Do you want to solve your sister's problem once and for all?" Fafnir directly pointed out Ian's thoughts.

"Yes." The boy did not hide his purpose.

"Since the lies started in this form."

"That--"

"We can't just let it stay where it is, can we?"

"I have to keep lying."

"..."

Fafnir was silent for a long time before answering Ian.

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if she realized one day that all this was fake?"

Ian shook his head.

"I never thought about it."

"Because I don't intend for her to know."

"..."

"..."

"Hahahaha~" Ian laughed, "Fafnir, do you think my idea is a bit outrageous?"

"A little bit, indeed." Dragon Face said bluntly.

"but--"

"It's normal for you."

"Then Fafnir, will you support me?"

“There is no such thing as support or non-support.”

The pendant in the boy's hand emitted a faint black light.

"You are me and I am you."

"Our thoughts should be united."

【Fafnir agrees with your idea.】

[However, to achieve this, it seems that a very complicated process must be followed. ]

[You decide to go back to Domremi Village first.]

[You want to see with your own eyes how Jeanne will be treated after driving away the dragon. ]

【You returned to the village.】

As the "evil dragon" in the eyes of the villagers, it is impossible for Fafnir to leave no traces of destruction in the village.

but--

These locations of destruction were carefully selected by Ian.

They are all the residences of those who have expressed hostility to Joan of Arc in the church.

After all, it will only damage their vital interests.

They will only be absolutely grateful when Joan of Arc drives away the dragon and "saves" the village of Domremy.

The scene in the village at this moment was almost exactly what Ian had predicted.

Joan of Arc, who drove away the dragon with fire, unsurprisingly became a hero in the village.

Almost everyone expressed gratitude in front of her, and some even knelt down on the spot, admiring the girl as if they were worshipping her.

obviously.

After today, no one will think that Joan of Arc did not see the "angel".

but--

This scene was a little scary for Joan of Arc.

After all, normally there wouldn't be so many people treating her in this way - the girl began to feel a little uncomfortable.

and so.

The moment Ian appeared, Joan of Arc felt like she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Please make way!"

"My brother is here to take me home for dinner!"

Having said what was obviously an excuse, Joan of Arc walked through the crowd and ran straight towards Ian.

"Brother~"

"Let's go home!"

"it is good."

In this way, the girl took the boy's hand and quickly escaped from the scene where she was being worshipped.

This kind of scene where everyone is paying attention to her seems to be a torture for her.

[You left the place where the villagers gathered.]

[You return to the cabin.]

[Joan of Arc seems to have a lot to say to you. ]

"Brother~"

Joan of Arc raised her head, put her hands behind her back, blinked her beautiful eyes, and looked at Ian in front of her.

"Where did you go today?"

"Uh... cough cough." Ian coughed twice, "I went out for a while for something."

"Oh, I see." Joan of Arc nodded thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?" Ian asked knowingly, "Is there something you want to tell me?"

"Yes!"

Jeanne gently shook her body - that was a cute look she would only show in front of her brother.

"Today, I chased away a super-large black dragon!"

"Wow--!"

Ian pretended to be surprised.

"Really? You're not lying to me, are you?"

"No!" Joan of Arc said very seriously, "Everyone saw it."

"I--!"

"Using a big torch to chase away the big black dragon!"

Although Ian was not quite sure what he would look like when he turned into a dragon, judging from his sister's reaction, he would probably look ferocious.

and--

Ian briefly imagined Joan of Arc holding a torch and driving away the dragon.

“＞-＜||Don’t come over here, you dragon! If you come over here again, I’ll kill you!”

Uh……

Seems like something is a little bit wrong?

But that doesn't matter.

The result was that the villagers all witnessed the crucial scene - and that was enough.

"is it?"

Ian still maintained that surprised look.

"No wonder everyone gathered around you just now... So that's what happened."

"This way, no one will doubt that you have seen an 'angel', right?"

"My sister is so brave and amazing."

The girl who had seen the angel used the fire that the angel had seen and heard to drive away the evil dragon.

Nothing could be more convincing.

"Mmmmm~"

Joan of Arc looked at her brother, and he was the only one left in her eyes.

"Everyone believes that I have seen an 'angel'."

"..."

"..."

Ian placed his hand on his sister's head.

"Do you want any reward?"

"Huh?!" Jeanne looked at her brother in surprise, "How did you know?"

"Because I'm your brother."

Ian rubbed Jeanne's head.

"Go ahead."

"What reward do you want?"

"Let me make this clear first - I can't do anything that's too difficult."

have to say.

Even though everything was acted out, facing the Black Dragon head-on still required some courage.

Ian thought this was indeed worthy of praise - it showed that his sister had not grown at all.

Jeanne shook her head.

"No, it's not difficult at all!"

"The reward I want is..."

The blonde girl held her brother's hand.

"It's sleeping in bed with my brother tonight!"

"Ah?" Ian was stunned.

This reaction made Joan of Arc suddenly nervous.

"Is that too much?"