The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Why are you saying these things..."

"My master has helped me save so many children - when he needs my help, I certainly won't turn a blind eye."

"But~"

The kitten licked her lips.

“That reward…”

"It will happen." Ian leaned close to the cat girl's ear and whispered.

"You'll be so happy that you won't be able to get out of bed."

"But before that..."

"I understand!"

After getting the promise, Atalanta has become a real pet cat.

"Let's get this all straightened out first!"

"Ah."

The two reached a consensus at this moment.

At night, in a room somewhere in the castle.

Black Jeanne d'Arc is still endlessly demanding the source of magic power from Ian.

For her, it seemed like no matter how many times this happened, she would never feel satisfied.

but--

Ian was still thinking about Gilles de Ray.

So after a simple kiss, he put his arms around Black Jeanne's waist and asked her to stop temporarily.

"what happened?"

The Dragon Witch didn't look very happy when her deadly rhythm was interrupted.

"Why did you stop so suddenly?"

"Aren't we married?"

"You are completely mine now, hurry up and continue!"

Although at first glance these remarks seemed to be in line with the Dragon Witch's violent personality, Ian knew that she did not fully understand the true meaning of these concepts.

She simply found that she could have some fun with it, and so she did it.

As to whether there was any real emotion between them, Ian didn't know.

but--

He thinks so.

After all, most of the time, Black Jeanne's standards of conduct are indeed mixed with some of her personal emotions.

This makes her look like a wild and lustful girlfriend.

"Can you please stop for a moment?"

Ian said in a coaxing tone, looking at Black Jeanne who was sitting on him.

"I have something to ask you."

"..."

Although I prefer to do things that release my nature rather than being asked questions.

But after hearing what Ian said, Black Jeanne really stopped.

She pouted, like a bullied girlfriend, and looked at the man in front of her and said:

"Ask quickly!"

"After you've asked me that, stand up straight!"

"..."

Ian was not thrown into disarray by Black Jeanne's anger.

He knew what he wanted to ask.

"you--"

"Last time I said Gilles de Rais was already there before you showed up, didn't I?"

"Yeah." Black Jeanne d'Arc muttered.

“Is it necessary to ask this question again?”

"Don't be angry with me." The man gently stroked Black Jeanne's head, trying to make her more docile in this way.

And in fact, this is very effective.

Black Joan of Arc's temper improved a little after being patted on the head - this was one of the few things she could have in common with Joan of Arc.

"Are you done asking?" The Dragon Witch muttered softly, "I really want to do that now..."

"almost."

Ian continued to ask while calming her down.

"I just want to know...the details of what happened at that time."

"Details?" Black Jeanne d'Arc didn't quite understand the meaning of this word.

"What do you mean by details?"

"That is, did he make any request to you or something like that? After all, it's impossible for him to just give you the Holy Grail for no reason, right?"

"..."

Black Jeanne d'Arc, who roughly understood what Ian meant, began to recall seriously.

The man had expected her to offer some of the same demands that Gilles de Rais had made at the time.

In this way, it can be said that an equivalent exchange explains why this man summoned Black Jeanne d'Arc and then presented the Holy Grail to her.

In a sense, this is quite consistent with the function of the Holy Grail being used to make wishes.

however--

After reminiscing for a long time, Black Joan of Arc finally shook her head at Ian.

"He didn't ask for anything."

"..."

Ian couldn't believe what he heard.

"He didn't ask for anything?"

"Yes." Black Jeanne nodded.

"but--"

"But what?" Ian asked.

"But when he first met me, he seemed very excited."

"It's like... a wish has come true."

"By the way, he was also shouting something like 'Yes, this method is indeed possible!'"

"..."

This was something Ian had never expected.

He thought that Gilles de Rais must have had some other intention in offering the Holy Grail to Joan of Arc.

But now it seems——

That's not the case at all.

He seemed to have gained great satisfaction just by seeing "her" who was similar to Joan of Arc.

How could this be?

Black Jeanne d'Arc did not notice Ian's change of mentality.

She just felt that she had fulfilled the other party's request.

"Okay~" The witch put her arms around the man's neck.

"My mission is accomplished—"

"Isn't it your turn to show off?"

"……Um."

The Dragon Witch's panting could be heard again in the room.

She seemed to be deeply trapped in this kind of life and couldn't extricate herself.

but--

The investigation did not stop because of Black Jeanne's words.

It is true that we cannot get any useful information from the Dragon Witch.

But Ian knew he still had Atalanta, who was quite reliable.

The man believed that this Archer would definitely give him enough opportunities to explain the problem clearly.

On the top floor of the castle.

Under the pretext of drill, Ian began to spar with the servants summoned by Black Jeanne - he wanted to take this opportunity to understand their strength in case of emergency.

And the situation is indeed developing as the man expected.

He had a rough idea of ​​the strength of these servants.

Vlad Tepesh Dracula is probably the most powerful of these servants.

After all, during the competition with him, Ian could clearly feel how terrifying the abilities of this Grand Duke who claimed that he didn't like sucking blood were.

Even if the premise is to stop at the right time, he still brings a lot of pressure.

The strength of Knight Dion and Charles-Henri Sanson should be equally matched.

But there seems to be some undisclosed grudge between them.

As for Lancelot—

Ian felt that his strength was probably second only to Vlad Tepesh Dracula.

The reason why I say it is probably.

Because he didn't seem interested in taking action, Ian could only line up roughly based on his memory.

Thinking of this way——

As an Archer, Atalanta is the worst at close combat among the servants.

However, this is easy to understand - they are archers after all.

Just as Ian secretly arranged the order of strength, Atalanta appeared in front of him.

According to the previously agreed code.

The cat girl pretended to be very dignified and said:

"Ian, the Master sent me to find you."

The man understood what he meant and immediately gave the reason he had prepared in advance.

"Excuse me, everyone."

After arriving at a place where no one else would notice him, Ian spoke immediately;

"Did you find something?"

"It's not a discovery." Atalanta answered with some embarrassment.

"Caster (magician) goes out every day at this time. I'm wondering if I should..."