In the world of Type-Moon, start by becoming Morgan's husband!

His body was already covered with bruises, and even most of his wings were broken.

According to common sense -

This should have been a situation where there was absolutely no way to continue fighting.

but.

But he still stood there, as if the attacks from Plerati just now had caused no harm at all.

"impossible."

"Absolutely impossible."

Plerati looked at the giant black dragon standing in the ruined city and shook his head as if doubting his life.

"How is it possible that you are still standing?!"

"Yeah..." Sparks surged from the black dragon's mouth, "It has indeed reached its limit."

"But if I fall down now—"

"It's not possible, yes."

"If I fall... no one else will protect Jeanne."

"Then let her die!" Plerati roared, "Can't you see that so many people want her to die?!"

"But I don't want her to die!"

A blood-red light flashed from the black dragon's eyes.

"Why do you have the right to decide her life so self-righteously?!"

"She obviously did nothing wrong!!"

"Uhhhhhhhh-!"

The dragon roared, then attacked the sky again.

"Her existence is a mistake—!"

Plerati's eyes widened, completely losing his previous indifference.

"die!"

"You die too!"

The incarnation of the Demon Pillar, having completely lost his mind, once again slapped the giant dragon that was flying in the sky with his sister.

But this time——

The situation is completely different.

She found that she couldn't stop him - he seemed to have some powerful magical support.

[The Talent Dragon Corrosion EX has been activated: You, transformed into a dragon, have reconnected to the Holy Grail that exists in this era. 】

[You absorbed enough magic power from it at the cost of your life. ]

[The talent Endless Rage EX has been activated: You have transformed all the magic power of the Holy Grail into raging flames. ]

[You used this fire curtain to forcefully break through the Demon Pillar Beelzebub, who was much stronger than you.]

[Under her astonished gaze, you used your last bit of strength to fly away from the city that attempted to judge Jeanne.]

A huge figure flew across the sky, then got lower and lower until it fell heavily to the ground.

Ian under the Dragon Mask did break through Plerati's blockade.

But as a price, he also reached his limit.

The dragon loosened its claws and lowered Jeanne to the ground.

"well enough?"

"……Um."

"That's fine... Let's go now." The wounded dragon gently pushed Jeanne with its claws, "Brother is a little tired, I want to rest here for a while."

"I won't leave." Tears flowed from Joan of Arc's eyes.

"Brother...you were actually the angel at that time, right?"

"..."

"That's not true." The dragon's voice was quite weak. "How could my brother be an angel... Jeanna, don't talk nonsense."

"No, my brother is an angel!"

"Brother is really not an angel."

The dragon looked at the girl in front of him.

"Jeanna, you must firmly believe that you are the one chosen by the Lord."

"No one is qualified to judge you... and no one is qualified to call you a heretic."

"You have the right to live well, and you must live well."

"so--"

"Leave now and find a place to hide, okay?"

"No!" Joan of Arc shook her head with tears in her eyes. "If my brother is here, I won't go anywhere!"

"..."

After a moment's silence, the dragon choked and then roared.

"roll!"

Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting her brother to say such a thing.

But soon the second identical sentence came over.

"Get out of here!"

Flames spewed out from the dragon's fang-filled mouth and landed right in front of Jeanne d'Arc.

"Can't you hear me?!"

"..."

Joan of Arc stepped back step by step as the flames approached.

"Brother...I'm sorry."

The girl said this, then turned around and ran towards the boundless fields.

Watching her go away, the dragon used up the last of its strength and looked up at the sky.

"Lord, please save her."

"I...can't hold on any longer."

After saying this, the dragon lowered its head and closed its eyes forever.

【You died on English soil.】

[Although the public trial was a complete failure and the city was completely destroyed, in order to gain sovereignty over the war, the English still claimed that they had executed the heretic Joan of Arc.]

[They searched for her all over England, hoping to kill her and prove their words.]

[But as if by some miracle, they never found Joan of Arc again in the following years.]

[It is somewhat ironic that with the "death" of Joan of Arc, the originally numb French people began to awaken one after another.]

【They recaptured Paris and drove the English from their land.】

[Two years later, Charles VII, who completely took over France, used all his power to vindicate Joan of Arc and affirm her outstanding contribution to the Hundred Years' War.]

【She was canonized posthumously.】

[Everything went as you wished. Through your efforts, she, who could not read or write, became a true saint.]

【But Joan of Arc no longer cares about this title. 】

【The only thing left in her heart was the wish to meet you. 】

[Some power beyond this world is watching all this.]

[You may meet each other again in some time and space soon. 】

[——Simulation ends——]

[The results you have achieved have been written into pan-human history, and some of your abilities have been incorporated into your body.]

【Thank you for your contribution! 】

Ian (Berserker)

【Name】: Pierre/Fafnir (Ian)

[Occupation]: Berserker

[Attribute]: Chaos·Good

[Strength]: A

【Durability】: A+

[Agility]: A

[Magic]: B

【Lucky】：E

【Noble Phantasm】; A

[Class Abilities]

Madness: A

All parameter levels are increased, but most rationality is lost.

However, due to the influence of the great magic left by his mother, the human face symbolizing rationality and the dragon face symbolizing anger were completely separated.

On the contrary, he was able to remain rational in a normal human state.

However, when he transforms into a dragon, he will lose most of his memory and the ability to control his body.

But this weakness was completely "eliminated" after he became Fafnir.

To be precise——

The human face has completely disappeared.

Props Creation: E

Create various magical tools.

This is an ability that he retained from his time as a magus.

However, since he learned most of his magic on his own, his performance in this area can be said to be very poor.

More often it is used to make some food that my sister Joan of Arc likes.

It can probably be called something like "cooking skills".

【Skills to possess】

Dragon Seed: B

As one of the few dragons in the Hundred Years' War between England and France, its strength is far inferior to its counterparts in the Age of Gods.

But even so, he still gained the ability to resist some magic, and at the same time he could sense the flow of magic power.

Its essence is the improvement of physical fitness.

Therefore, if it can weaken itself, such bonus will disappear.

Battle continuation: B

A skill that allows a person to continue fighting even when seriously injured and on the verge of death.

But more often it is reflected on the face of the dragon, and hardly at all on the face of a human.