The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Before that, can you let me see the Holy Grail?"

"Take a look at the Holy Grail?!"

"Yes."

Ian reached out and took it, then gently touched Black Jeanne's head - he already knew that she didn't mind this kind of action.

"I want to see what could summon you so handsomely."

The man has completely mastered how to use Black Jeanne d'Arc.

His words hit her right in the strike zone.

"Row!"

"I just happened to be planning on having you go see the other Servants as well - I want them to know that a very special person has now joined us!"

The girl whistled.

The evil dragon carried the two people and flew up from the cold ground, and flew towards the distance under the light of the night moon.

Let’s go back to an earlier time.

In a forest several hundred miles away from the village of Dongremi, which had not yet caught fire.

"My head hurts so much..."

Having said this, Mordred, who was lying on the ground, covered his head and suddenly opened his eyes.

But the first figure that caught her eyes surprised her a little.

Because that was not the ordinary father and Master Ian.

But -

Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Eh? You're awake~"

Fujimaru Ritsuka breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mordred wake up.

"This is really great."

To be fair, because Ritsuka Fujimaru had previously taught him how to use a mobile phone in the ward, Mordred had a very good impression of her.

So even though she was now replacing her father who was supposed to be there, Mordred was not too angry.

But things are not that simple.

Mordred looked around and soon realized a problem.

"Ritsuka...why are you the only one here?"

"Father... Where is the Master? Where is Mashu?"

"I don't know." Ritsuka Fujimaru shrugged and forced out a helpless smile.

"Because I just woke up not long ago."

"What--?!"

Mordred soon realized that the four had become separated after the teleportation.

"So there's no way to contact them?"

"Ah."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded awkwardly.

She shook the small device used to communicate with Chaldea.

A burst of noise came from inside.

"Communications... seem to be blocked."

"how come……"

Mordred had never expected the situation to turn out like this.

She didn't understand anything about technology in the first place, and now she was extremely anxious.

“This is too unreliable!”

But before she could complain any more, a sharp scream came from the sky.

Mordred and Fujimaru Ritsuka looked towards the direction where the sound came from at the same time.

I saw a dark evil dragon soaring in the sky.

Soon, it spotted two people on the ground looking at it.

"Uhhh-!!!"

The evil dragon roared, then swooped down towards the two people on the ground, intending to kill them right there.

however--

Mordred is no ordinary man.

She remembered what her father had once told her - that Fujimaru Ritsuka was someone who needed to be protected.

“Clarent—!”

The girl tightly grasped her treasure - the pure silver sword, rushed towards the swooping dragon, and then delivered a powerful blow.

That was an attack method that was infinitely similar to the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur).

The evil dragon's body was pierced in an instant and then fell to the ground.

"Oh, I thought you had some skills!"

Mordred, who had achieved victory, did not expect that there was more than one evil dragon.

While she was concentrating on destroying the evil dragon in front of her, the attack from the other side was approaching Fujimaru Ritsuka.

That was another evil dragon.

"Ah——!" The orange-haired girl screamed.

"Ritsuka!"

It was too late for Mordred to rescue.

At the critical moment, a cloaked figure flashed by.

The evil dragon that attempted to harm Fujimaru Ritsuka was cut in half in an instant.

This clean and neat scene left Mordred stunned.

"Okay, so awesome..."

"Isn't this already at the level of a 'Servant'?"

"Servant?" A gentle voice came from the cloak.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a Servant."

The man who killed the evil dragon took off his cloak and let his long ponytail fly.

She turned around and looked at the two girls with a smile.

"Hello, I'm Jeanne d'Arc."

"Just an ordinary French nun."

222. The Living Saint Jeanne d'Arc/The Abnormal Command Spell/Sweet Girlfriend Black Jeanne d'Arc (4k)

"..."

The scene of the cloaked girl using the pure white flag to kill the dragon with one blow temporarily plunged the scene into a mysterious silence.

Ritsuka Fujimaru repeated the name that the other party had just reported, and it always felt that it sounded a little familiar.

I... I must have heard this name somewhere!

Completely different from what Fujimaru Ritsuka was concerned about, Mordred was not at all interested in the name he just heard.

Or rather, she had no idea what that meant.

But this doesn't mean that she doesn't have things she cares about.

On the contrary, Mordred felt even more than Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Because the girl in front of him looked so much like Altria.

The memories of living by the lake with my adoptive mother were completely awakened in an instant.

Clear tears flowed from Mordred's eyes, dripped onto the ground, and blossomed into a flower.

"Mom!"

"I miss you so much!"

Mordred shouted out what was in his heart.

Then the naughty boy rushed directly towards the girl who claimed to be Joan of Arc, buried his head in her chest and began to cry.

Ritsuka Fujimaru was stunned.

Joan of Arc was also confused.

However, listening to Mordred's sad cry in her arms, the girl's eyes gradually became gentle.

She reached out and gently stroked Mordred's head.

"Cry loudly."

“After that, the Lord will surely give you a bright tomorrow.”

A few minutes later.

Mordred realized he had picked the wrong person based on the size of her breasts and looked embarrassed.

Although she is naughty, she is not impolite.

After wiping away her tears, she immediately apologized:

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to mistake you for my stepmother!"

Facing Mordred's apology, Joan of Arc smiled slightly.

"it does not matter."

"The person who can make you cry like this must be someone very important to you, right?"

"It's an unexpected surprise for me that you can temporarily remember her through me."

"and--"

Joan of Arc's flowing lines like water swept over Mordred.

She seemed to remember something, and her eyes became filled with nostalgia.

"You actually reminded me of someone very important."

"If... he could have a child, he would probably look a lot like you, right?"

"Eh?"

Mordred always felt that what Joan of Arc said seemed a little strange.

But before she could figure out what was going on, Fujimaru Ritsuka beside her suddenly shouted.

"I remembered!"

"You must be the saint mentioned in history books, Joan of Arc who led France to start the counterattack!"

"..."

"I really shouldn't have told you my name." Joan of Arc forced a bitter smile.

"Yes, I am Jeanne d'Arc."

"but--"

"Forget about the title of Saint Maiden... I am unworthy of it."