The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"I have decided that I will become a great magician in the future!"

"Otherwise, in a situation like this, where I'm supposed to go find Ian but can't help at all... it's too painful!!"

"..."

Hearing this, Mashu took a few deep breaths and then ignited her fighting spirit.

"That's right!"

"I have to work hard too--!"

"Ritsuka! Let's get Senpai back from that woman!"

"it is good!"

Under the starry sky.

The team belonging to the Saint has been assembled, forming a strong fighting force.

Orleans, which has witnessed the battle of dragons, will once again usher in a grand battle of servants!

233. Ta Miao hopes to participate/secret meeting without telling the witch/Devil's City Orleans (4k)

At dawn.

After a long night of flying, the evil dragons finally arrived at their destination just as the sun was about to rise.

With a whoosh sound.

Atalanta jumped off the dragon's back and then stretched out on the ground.

She had been on guard all the way, and now she could finally relax a little after arriving at the Demon King's Castle.

Her tail began to wag from side to side.

but--

Before Atalanta could enjoy herself for a few minutes.

She was so embarrassed by the scene before her that her entire face turned red.

She saw her Master passionately kissing the Servant she had chosen on the most powerful evil dragon.

It was the same scene as the kiss on the city wall, but now it seemed even more unsightly because it was out of control.

The Dragon Witch, who was usually cold and ruthless in front of other people, turned into the most pampered little girlfriend in front of him.

The word "desire" was written all over her eyes as she looked at him, as if in the next moment she would really perform a master-servant relationship with him on the dragon's back.

Do not--

Atalanta's gaze shifted slightly downward.

To be precise, the master-slave relationship should be re-established.

Looking at this scene, the cat girl suddenly felt very thirsty.

Her throat was moving slightly, and strange images began to appear in her mind.

If--

At this moment, the one kissing Ian on the dragon's back was not the Master, but himself.

How wonderful it would be...

The moment she realized this, the cat girl's pupils dilated slightly, and then she raised her hand and slapped herself.

Atalanta! What are you thinking about!

That's the Servant that the Master has his eyes on, and they really have a relationship that crosses the line!

It was already too much for me to be unclean with him in private.

Now you still want to do that kind of thing for her? !

No!

Absolutely not!

We absolutely cannot get to that point!

Atalanta shook her head, trying to throw away the voice that had just been born.

But she soon discovered that this was not as easy as she had imagined.

At least--

It is definitely impossible now.

During the time when the cat girl was reflecting, Black Jeanne also enjoyed a happy time on the dragon's back.

She had already become as soft as a puff, and she hooked her arms around the man's neck, exhaling a breath of hot air.

"Carry me down~" she said in his ear.

Obviously.

Black Jeanne d'Arc may not even realize that what she is doing is no different from acting like a spoiled child to her girlfriend.

She simply felt that she could get something from it - and that was enough.

However, Ian didn't intend to say much about it.

After all, it was just a matter of carrying her down, which was quite easy to accomplish.

"……it is good."

The man hugged Black Jeanne - she was much lighter than he had imagined.

He jumped off the dragon's back and landed on the ground quite smoothly.

The cat girl also managed to calm herself down at this time.

She put away her Tauropolos and walked towards the two people who had landed.

"Master, and Ian."

"Atalanta."

Black Jeanne, who was being held, responded softly - she seemed to quite enjoy the feeling of being held in Ian's arms.

"Thank you for staying alert along the way."

"That's not true." The cat girl shook her head. "Protecting the Master is the Archer's (archer's) responsibility."

"but--"

A flash of doubt flashed across Atalanta's eyes.

"There is one question I haven't figured out along the way."

"Ok?"

Black Jeanne's eyes fell on Atalanta who said this.

She frowned slightly.

"Problem? What problem?"

"That's it..." Atalanta's expression was a little complicated, "I... don't understand why we have to retreat."

Just as the cat girl confessed.

Although after Ian's Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur Morgan) was released, both Joans suffered considerable damage.

but--

Relying on her keen perception as an Archer, Atalanta quickly determined that her side still had an absolute advantage.

Even if the Clarent and Excalibur Morgan continued to tie.

When facing the Shielder who is obviously weaker than me, I will definitely have the upper hand.

This was an excellent attacking opportunity no matter how you looked at it, but it was shattered by the word "retreat".

Atalanta, who was born as a hunter, naturally couldn't understand such things.

but--

In stark contrast to the cat girl's confused state, Black Jeanne d'Arc knew exactly why she did this.

She raised her head, and in front of Atalanta's sight, she gently kissed Ian, and then explained the reason with some warmth she received from him.

"Of course we have to retreat."

"because--"

"I'm going to come back here with him and get married."

"Wha, what?!"

Atalanta scratched her head but couldn't imagine that this would be the reason given by Black Joan of Arc.

The reason why his Master gave up the attack was because he wanted to come back and marry his Servant? !

This is impossible, right? !

……

No.

Other masters might not do this, but for her, it is a reasonable thing to do.

after all--

There was always something wrong with the way she looked at Ian.

That is not the attitude a Master should have towards his Servant.

This has already been verified in previous cross-border behaviors between men and women.

Giving up fighting immediately just to get married is something she is capable of doing!

After completing the logical arrangement, Atalanta's gaze fell on Ian who was holding Black Jeanne.

There was a hint of cautious exploration in the cat girl's eyes.

And Ian fully understood the meaning behind it - it was asking himself whether what Black Jeanne had just said was true.

There's nothing to hide about this.

The man nodded directly.

"..."

Atalanta's expression showed a little bit of loss for a moment, but she quickly regained control.

She thought she was foolproof, but she didn't know that Ian had already noticed the change - he just didn't say it to her face.

"I see... I understand."

"That--"

"Master, when do you plan to hold this wedding?"

"I haven't decided yet." Jeanne d'Arc answered happily, "But it shouldn't take too long."

"Once I have learned what to do from Caster, I will take action immediately."

"but--"

"Before that, there is one more thing I must do."

Black Joan of Arc turned around and looked at Ian, with a little more cuteness of a girlfriend in her eyes.

"Dear~"

"Put me down."

Atalanta looked indifferent when she heard this title.

But her tail stood up at this moment - that was the most instinctive jealous reaction.

Although Ian noticed this, he could only follow Black Joan's instructions and put her on the ground.

The Dragon Witch who returned to the earth immediately took the next step.