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

but--

Facing this extremely horrific scene, Ian found that he did not feel even a trace of sympathy in his heart.

From the bottom of his heart, the man hated the village of Domremy very much.

To be more specific, I hate the shameful betrayal that was fostered here.

He is not a saint and has the likes and dislikes of an ordinary person.

He felt it was unfair.

Why can they live such a free life after betraying Joan of Arc, while his kind-hearted sister has to hide from place to place, and in the end even her name cannot be made public?

and so--

Well cooked!

If possible, Ian even hoped that some of those flames could come from his own hands.

The moment the flames fell like meteors, he suddenly felt the pleasure of revenge, and the blood in his body seemed to boil with them.

This may be a little morbid.

But it was enough comfort for him about the past.

The man standing on the hillside looked at the Dongremi Village falling into the sea of ​​fire, with a bit of hatred that was hard to hide in his eyes.

but--

This is in stark contrast to the state in which men enjoy themselves wholeheartedly.

After seeing this hell on earth, the pink-haired girl Mashu's kind heart suddenly became nervous.

"Senior... the village ahead is on fire!"

"..."

Seeing Matthew's worried look, Ian's mind freed from the pleasure of revenge and became much more sober.

He looked at the burning village in the distance, frowned slightly, and then said:

"That's too late."

"This place is still far from Dongremi Village... Even if we want to save people, I'm afraid we won't be able to save many."

Ian was telling the truth.

But Matthew didn't seem to want to follow such an answer.

"So there's still a chance, right?!"

"Save as many as you can!"

After saying this, Mashu took a deep breath and then tightly grasped her huge round shield.

"senior--"

"I'm going!"

Following her inner thoughts, the pink-haired girl took advantage of her physical strength as a Servant and rushed to the flame-ridden Donremi Village as quickly as possible.

"..."

Looking at the determined figure of the girl walking away, Ian hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to follow her.

He didn't want to save those who betrayed him and Joan of Arc.

I was just worried that something might go wrong if someone like Mashu went there.

Soon, Mashu and Ian arrived at the burning village of Domremi one after another.

The village, which was extremely peaceful before, has now turned into a living hell.

The black smoke emitted by the incomplete burning of wood and the aroma of paste were entangled in a strange way.

It was a sickening smell, and even Ian, who had experienced countless things, couldn't help feeling a little nauseous.

but--

Even though the situation in the village was so bad.

Mashu, however, had no intention of giving up this place.

Her figure kept moving back and forth in that extremely hot environment, and her lips opened and closed in this dry environment, expressing her feelings at the moment.

"Anyone else?! Can you hear me?! I'm here to help!"

Mashu is very simple and direct.

At this moment, she had no extra thoughts in her mind and only hoped to rescue people from the sea of ​​fire.

In this situation, even Ian, who was enjoying the pleasure of revenge just now, was more or less touched.

He sighed, and then, like Mashu, called out to the living people here.

"senior……"

"Don't talk, hurry up and look for it, it's not safe here."

Ian didn't want to help these betrayers - they didn't deserve to be saved.

He simply didn't want to see Mashu's efforts go to waste.

That is something much more valuable than these people's lives.

Two people working together are better than one.

one;

two;

three;

With the help of Ian and Matthew, more and more people left the sea of ​​fire.

of course.

This number is far less than one might imagine - a dragon's fire is still quite dangerous to humans.

Besides.

Those who were rescued also seemed to have fallen into a state of madness.

"is her!"

"is her!"

"She's back! She's back!"

"what?"

Mashu never expected that things would suddenly turn out like this.

who is she? !

Who's back?!

Realizing that something was wrong, the girl quickly called Ian.

"Seniors... they have become so strange."

"..."

Hearing Mashu's anxious words, Ian brought Fufu over.

But at this moment, something even more unexpected happened.

As soon as the man walked in front of the survivors, they began to scream and act crazy.

"He's back too!"

"They're all back!"

"Retribution! This is retribution from God!"

After uttering these words filled with fear, these people fainted one after another.

Mashu had never expected such a situation and was suddenly panicked.

Ian could guess some of the reasons for this.

In this era, he was Joan of Arc's brother, and had already been sentenced to the heinous death by burning at the stake by the English in that trial.

In their eyes, they had already been dead, but now they suddenly appeared here.

It is normal for anyone to be somewhat surprised and regard all this as "retribution from God."

only--

What Ian cared about was not this, but the previous sentence.

"They're all back."

Ok?

Judging from the tone, it seems that I am not the first one to receive "retribution".

If you think about it this way——

Did Joan of Arc come back here? !

Maybe she's nearby?!

Ian found that he seemed to know some incredible information.

"senior?"

"senior?!"

"senior!!!"

Matthew called out three times before pulling Ian back from his thoughts.

"I'm sorry...I was distracted."

The man came to his senses and apologized.

"Don't apologize yet!" Mash pointed at the villagers on the ground anxiously, "They all fainted!"

"What should I do?"

"..."

Ian looked at the village that was still burning, and then glanced at the villagers who had fainted on the ground.

"It's fine."

"It's just that I'm exhausted... I'll be able to recover after a short rest."

"is it?"

Although she always felt that the situation was not that simple, after hearing Ian's explanation, Matthew no longer had any doubts.

But her expression did not relax.

On the contrary, the pink-haired girl seemed even more remorseful.

The image of the village that had completely fallen into flames was reflected in her eyes.

"……Eh."

"Oh...if only I could be faster."

"That way, more people can definitely be saved."

"..."

Hearing this, Ian patted her shoulder gently and comforted her.

"It's not your problem."

"After all, no one expected a dragon to raid this village."

"and--"

Ian glanced at the villagers who had fainted on the ground and temporarily suppressed his hatred.

"If it weren't for you, they would be dead in there now."