The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

That was a rather complicated process.

Third.

When both the first and the second are assumed to be true.

Why would a being like Black Jeanne d'Arc, with such a fragmented mental state, come into being?

What exactly happened during the summoning process?

Damn.

This is not an answer at all - it is a track that transports more problems to you!

Ian clenched his fists subconsciously.

"Hey!"

Black Jeanne's irritable voice came.

She reached out and pinched the man's face.

"You're here again, aren't you?"

"Why do you always lose focus in the middle of a conversation? Don't tell me you're thinking about that Saint Lady!"

"..."

Looking at Black Joan of Arc's murderous look, Ian knew that he definitely couldn't say what was in his heart directly.

Her mental state is extremely unstable. If she is stimulated again, she may do anything.

At this point, the best way to deal with it is to pretend to be her believer and then praise her behavior.

"of course not."

"I just think the way you describe it is very..."

"very?"

The moment she heard this word, Black Jeanne moved forward a few inches, with her cheek almost touching the man's face.

It can be seen that although she has no sense of shame, she cares very much about these external evaluations.

fine--

The man's response was still praise.

"Very handsome."

"Eh--?!"

Black Jeanne originally thought that Ian would criticize her behavior, but she didn't expect to receive praise from him.

She, who was so aggressive just now, suddenly became a little more delicate.

"really?"

"You think I'm handsome like this?"

Although it was a bit against his will, Ian nodded seriously.

"Yes."

"I do think so."

These few simple words deeply touched Black Jeanne's heart.

There was a hint of joy in her eyes, just like a sister who had done a good deed and was praised by her brother.

But soon——

She seemed to realize that this was too embarrassing, so she immediately changed the subject.

"By the way, I have another question for you!"

"what is the problem?"

"This is it!"

As Black Jeanne spoke, she showed the man the front garden that they had just used during their in-depth conversation on the dragon's back.

At this moment, it is still raining outside.

Tick-tick, tick-tick, it sounds just like the snow that you never see in summer.

"What on earth are these things you left behind?!"

"..."

Ian knew that Jeanne d'Arc had zero knowledge in this area, but he never expected her to be so poor.

"Put it down first."

"..."

Although she didn't like Ian, a servant, giving orders to her, a master, she really wanted to know the answer, so she did it anyway.

She stopped that embarrassing action.

"All right."

"Now it's your turn to tell me the answer, right?"

"..."

He realized that what he was going to say next would most likely cause permanent and irreversible damage to Jeanne d'Arc, who had absolutely zero experience in this area.

Ian considered his words carefully.

"Well...it can be regarded as a kind of recognition of you from me."

"Agree?" Black Jeanne d'Arc, who was sitting on the man's lap, looked at him with a puzzled look.

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

"Because you said this was a contract, right?"

"Since it is a contract, it is actually a process of mutual assessment between both parties - you are assessing me, and I am assessing you."

"..."

Black Jeanne d'Arc did not answer immediately.

But judging from the serious look on the girl's face, she at least didn't mind the statement.

"So what are my assessment results?"

"Of course it's excellent." Ian coughed a few times, "It's all overflowing, right?"

"Yeah?!"

Black Jeanne seemed very happy to hear the man's affirmative answer.

It seems that for her at this moment, being able to achieve even a little success in anything is something worth showing off.

Seeing her reaction, Ian breathed a sigh of relief.

but--

Before he could even congratulate himself for a few minutes.

Black Jeanne, who was very happy the previous second, frowned the next moment as if she had thought of something bad.

"Wait a moment!"

"I thought you said—"

"You are very familiar with that Saint Lady, right?"

Ian became cautious after noticing the murderous aura emanating from Black Jeanne d'Arc.

"……Well enough."

"That--"

This time, Black Jeanne sat directly on the innermost part of Ian's thigh.

She grabbed the man in front of her by the shoulders, and a blazing red flame seemed to appear in her golden eyes.

"Have you...ever tested her?"

"..."

Hit by accident.

Black Jeanne d'Arc, who had no idea of ​​the situation, asked about an extremely sensitive point.

Although you can get away with it by telling a little lie.

But at this moment, Ian didn't really want to do this - because he always felt like he was letting his sister Joan down.

After thinking it over, the man answered:

"Well... there was indeed an assessment."

"What about her outcome?!" Black Joan of Arc grabbed Ian's collar excitedly.

"……excellent."

"what?!"

Black Jeanne showed an extremely unhappy expression, and her grip became more forceful.

"I didn't even beat her?"

"Are you reviewing it carefully?!!!"

Although Black Jeanne was unhappy, Ian did not change his statement.

"It is precisely because of the careful review that we get this result - you and she focus on completely different things."

“You like that kind of sonorous process.”

"She's better at taking the long-term approach."

"I don't think there's a high or low between the two - I like both."

Hearing this, Black Jeanne bit her lip and looked unwilling to accept such a vague statement.

"You are obviously my Servant...you should please me."

"But you don't want your servant to lie to you, right?" Ian responded calmly.

"Besides, this doesn't mean you lose, does it?"

"Eh?!"

After being reminded of Ian's words, Black Jeanne suddenly realized something.

"If that's the case—"

"Anyway, as long as you enter, it's considered an assessment, so it can be done many times, right?"

The man found that his previous remarks did not seem to change Black Jeanne's mind.

She seemed to understand it in a different way.

But at this moment, I can only speak according to her thoughts.

"…It's not impossible for you to understand it this way."

"That--"

Black Jeanne d'Arc's eyes quickly moved downwards.

She licked her lips.

"I want my test results to be better than that saint's!"

"Help me!"

As she spoke, the girl stretched out her hand directly towards the examination site.

Ian quickly stopped her.

"I have no objection to you improving your assessment results."

"but--"