The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"so--"

"What on earth do you want to say while she's away?"

Hearing this, Atalanta glanced at the other end of the corridor - that was the direction where Joan of Arc had just left.

"It's not enough time to talk now."

She looked back at the man in front of her and said seriously:

"Can you come to the rooftop tonight?"

"..."

While meeting in the bathroom.

Outside the ruined village of Domremi.

After a long journey, Fujimaru Ritsuka and his group finally reunited with Mashu and Fufu near the village.

“Mashu——!”

Seeing his Servant again, Fujimaru Ritsuka waved his hand happily.

"Eh?!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Mashu, who was sitting under the tree, raised her head, and then saw her real Master.

"Ritsuka——!"

"You are finally here!"

"Fu!" Fu Fu also shouted.

"Hehehe." Fujimaru Ritsuka grinned and rubbed his hands together, "Sorry, sorry."

"The roads of this era are much more complicated than I imagined... I wasted a lot of time going around in circles."

"is it?"

Mash wiped her eyes.

"It's okay~ It's good to be together again... I thought I would never see you again."

"How could that be! You are my Servant!"

"I told Ian - we have to be good friends with you!"

In stark contrast to the excitement that Fujimaru Ritsuka showed after seeing Mash, Mordred at this moment was much more gloomy than before.

Because she found that there were indeed only Mashu and Fufu left here, and her father was nowhere to be found.

She clenched her fists, looked at the pink-haired girl in front of her, and said:

"Where did my Master go?"

"..."

Hearing this question, Mashu's expression suddenly turned guilty.

She recalled the scene where Ian was taken away by "Joan of Arc" in her mind.

"I'm sorry, Mordred."

"I failed to protect my senior... and he was taken away by Jeanne d'Arc."

"..."

Mordred had no intention of making things difficult for Mashu - after all, she was his father's favorite girlfriend.

Seeing her bowing her head to apologize, the naughty boy quickly restrained his questioning tone and comforted her instead:

"It's okay!"

"My Master is very powerful... Even if he is captured, there will definitely be no problem!"

"Maybe he has already dealt with that person called Jeanne d'Arc!"

"Yes, really?"

Hearing this, Mashu's hope was rekindled - she was really afraid from the bottom of her heart that something might happen to Ian because of his lack of ability.

Just then, a gentle voice cautiously came into the girls' conversation.

"that--"

"I really don't want to interrupt your reminiscing, but can I join in?"

Although the voice was gentle, it was a little strange.

Mashu subconsciously looked in the direction it came from, and was then startled.

Because the person who was speaking was none other than "Joan of Arc" from not long ago!

"Danger!"

Without saying a word, Mashu picked up her round shield, protected Mordred and Fujimaru Ritsuka behind her, and then stood in front.

however--

"Pfft."

Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled, then reached out and patted Mashu on the shoulder.

"Don't be so nervous."

"She...is probably not the Joan of Arc you met."

"..."

After hearing what her Master said, Mashu did not believe it at first. Instead, out of caution, she silently observed the girl in the cloak in front of her.

Joan of Arc was also very tolerant of such suspicion.

When she realized this, she even took a few steps forward so that Mashu could observe her more closely.

With this assistance, the pink-haired girl soon discovered some clues.

Although at first glance, the "Joan of Arc" in front of him did look almost the same as the "Joan of Arc" who had kidnapped Ian before.

But if you think about it carefully, you will find some differences.

Like the color of hair and eyes;

Or it could be said that it is the aura that emanates from the inside out.

A little description.

The previous "Joan of Arc" was as gloomy as darkness.

At this moment, Joan of Arc is as holy as light.

Mashu was now certain of one thing—they were not the same person.

The pink-haired girl breathed a sigh of relief when she realized this, and then immediately apologized.

"sorry."

"I was reckless."

"It's okay." Joan of Arc generously forgave Mash's behavior.

"I can see that you are doing this to protect your companions."

"but--"

There was some worry in Jeanne's blue eyes.

"Looking at you like this... the other 'me' should be very powerful, right?"

"Yes."

Knowing that the Jeanne in front of her was the "friendly party" mentioned by Olga Marie during the contact, Mashu no longer planned to hide anything.

She reported truthfully what had happened to her and Ian.

"Is such that……"

A few minutes later.

Everyone who learned what happened from Mashu seemed a little surprised.

"Mashu, are you sure?!" Fujimaru Ritsuka was the first to shout, "That Jeanne d'Arc can control the dragons of this era?!"

"Yeah." The pink-haired girl nodded, "I did see this happen with my own eyes."

"She...can control the dragon freely!"

"Is that a dragon like that?!" Mordred gestured to the evil dragon he had seen outside the forest before.

Although it seemed a bit abstract, Mashu still roughly understood it.

She nodded:

"Yes."

"It seems you have encountered those dragons as well."

Completely different from what Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mordred care about, Jeanne seems to be more touched by the burned down Domremy Village.

She looked at the ruins at the foot of the hill and sighed.

"The village...is gone."

Mashu, who was very thoughtful, heard her words and after hesitating for a moment, she asked cautiously.

"that--"

"Ms. Jeanne, is this village something very important to you?"

"..."

Jeanne forced a wry smile.

“Well, this is where I was born.”

"what?!"

As Mordred shouted, everyone's eyes turned to Joan of Arc.

There is no doubt that her words just now revealed a fact - that is, another "Joan of Arc" destroyed Joan of Arc's hometown.

"..."

The saint clenched the white flag in her hand.

The girl's expression seemed a little complicated - she really didn't like this village, but she never hoped it would end like this.

"Everyone is dead."

"Eh... that's not the case." Mashu replied in a low voice, "Senior and I did save some people."

"only--"

"Not much, that's right."

"I see." Joan of Arc nodded slightly towards Mash to express her gratitude.

"Thank you so much."

"Nothing." Mash waved her hand.

"Alas." Mordred sighed, "What should I do now?"

"Since my Master was taken away by a dragon... where can I find him now?"

"..."

Everyone was silent, only Joan of Arc spoke at this moment.

"Don't worry, I think I can find him."

"Really?!" Mordred gave him an excited look.

"real."

The Saint nodded, and then looked at the Master's Command Spell on the back of her hand that was glowing red.

"It... is guiding me."