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"this."

Jeanne rolled up her sleeves while answering Fujimaru Ritsuka.

I saw several red marks on the back of her hand.

"A few days ago...I had a dream."

"In my dream, I heard a voice that said it would give me the power to accomplish something."

"When I woke up, they were on the back of my hand."

“I could feel it guiding me somewhere.”

"I didn't know what this meant before... but now that I hear you guys talking about it, I wonder if it's the 'singularity'?"

"I see."

Mordred nodded thoughtfully.

"It's been strengthened! No wonder it can defeat a dragon with just one move!"

"..."

"Ritsuka, why are you staring at someone's hand?"

"nothing."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked back at the back of his hand.

"I just think that the thing in Jeanne's hand is similar to the one in my hand..."

"what?"

After hearing what Fujimaru Ritsuka said, Mordred immediately compared the marks on the backs of their hands.

"Eh--!"

“It’s exactly the same.”

千".寻;!免.;费,;小,"说'裙,!2;5"5"?5;9'5".3.:0.;0, '千,寻!;小'?说;:中??转.裙,5,5"4!7?0:7?5,:5.:5“嗯？！”听到这话的贞德来了精神，“所以说你们知道这是什么东西吗？！”

"I know a little bit." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded.

"This is the Master's exclusive Command Spell."

"Uh...what is that?" Joan of Arc asked in confusion.

"I don't know how to explain it." The half-baked Ritsuka Fujimaru scratched his cheek.

"Anyway, it is something that will only appear after you make a contract with the Heroic Spirits and make them Servant."

"I think it's related to the Holy Grail War."

"this?"

Joan of Arc, who was born during the Hundred Years' War, was completely confused.

Due to the limitations of her knowledge, she had no idea what Command Spells were, what contracts were, and she even knew nothing about the Holy Grail War.

But she understood one thing - the marks on the back of her hand were not unique.

“So…wasn’t this a revelation from the Lord to me?”

The saint's expression seemed a little lonely at this moment.

——Sizzle——

The device in Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand moved again, and Olga Marie's anxious voice was heard from it.

"Ritsuka, something doesn't seem right!"

"Mashu also said that she met Jeanne... and kidnapped Ian over there!"

"What?!" Mordred shouted excitedly, "Someone kidnapped my dad?!"

"Your father?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Mordred with a puzzled look.

"Uh... because my Master secretly likes me to call him dad!"

“So I just called it out subconsciously now~”

"Uh, hey!"

After forcing an explanation, Mordred, with an awkward smile, directly put the blame on Ian who was not present.

But what she didn't know was that instead of doubting it, Fujimaru Ritsuka secretly kept these words in his heart.

"So...he likes playing like this?"

The girl licked her tongue and seemed to have made some kind of plan.

“There is another me?”

Joan of Arc was surprised at first when she heard the information, but soon realized that this might be related to the sound.

"In that case——"

"Why don't we meet up with Mashu first!"

“This way, it will be safer.”

After hearing Jeanne's suggestion, Mordred and Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at each other and nodded.

"Yeah!" they answered in unison.

So, the three people who met by chance began to rush towards where Mashu was according to Olga Marie's instructions.

Let’s go back to the present.

Salatari.

This is a frontier city.

After flying for a while, the evil dragon driven by Black Jeanne arrived here.

Obviously, she has completely controlled this place.

Countless evil dragons were flying in the moonlight, blocking the moonlight rushing towards the ground again and again, and then turning them into black shadows.

Fear and despair linger in the city, oppressing everyone's nerves.

The source of all this, Black Jeanne, is now walking on the road into the city.

She held the evil dragon flag in one hand and held the arm of the man beside her with the other, with a smile on her face, looking quite happy.

Everyone would think this was a girl in love - if there wasn't an evil dragon flying over the city.

Repressed.

Very depressing.

Ian could feel the painful wails emanating from this city surrounded by evil dragons.

Everyone who looked at Black Jeanne had fear in their eyes.

Everyone knew that she was the Dragon Witch, but no one dared to stand up and point it out.

Because that is a mortal situation.

This scene made Ian take a deep breath and his mind became much clearer.

He began to admonish himself.

Although Black Jeanne d'Arc is indeed a virgin with zero sexual knowledge, she also has strong desires.

But she is also the dragon witch who destroyed the country.

This is not an empty reputation.

The atmosphere was too depressing.

A little child suddenly started crying.

Although the mother reacted immediately and quickly covered his mouth.

But the crying was still heard by Black Joan of Arc.

She was a sweet girlfriend just now, but in an instant she turned into a terrifying dragon witch.

“What are you crying—!”

"Did I allow you to cry?!"

Brutal and despotic.

Black Jeanne, who was in a bad mental state, raised her evil dragon flag and pointed it at the crying child.

Immediately, the crowd made way for them.

Only the mother knelt down and begged for mercy.

But everyone knew that this was meaningless - the witch would not accept anyone's plea.

At this moment, although the man was not very moral, he would not watch a child being killed.

He stopped her.

"What are you doing?!" Black Joan of Arc was very unhappy when she was stopped.

"This kid is so noisy, I'm going to kill him!"

"Come on, the others hate you."

"So what?" Black Jeanne sneered, "You don't think I'm afraid of this, do you?"

"..."

This direction of dissuasion is not acceptable.

Ian rolled his eyes and came up with a new idea.

"That--"

"What if I say this will affect the assessment results?"

Ian's words hit upon what Black Jeanne cared about.

“Why does it affect you?”

“It’s hard to explain… but it’s related.”

"Then I won't do it." Black Jeanne murmured softly.

"Well, that's right."

Ian smiled slightly, then changed his expression and yelled at his mother who was kneeling on the ground.

"Get out of here now."

The mother was stunned for a moment, then she realized that the man was helping her.

"Yes Yes!"

She immediately took her child and disappeared from Black Joan of Arc's sight.

Black Jeanne curled her lips and then took the man's hand.

"Let's go back quickly--!"

"It's unbearably hot there again."

"..."

"Okay." Ian replied helplessly.

He unconsciously glanced at the two people's clasped hands, but saw something unexpected.

There were several red marks on the back of the girl's hand.

That was a place I had never paid attention to before.

The more Ian looked at it, the more familiar it looked, and then he remembered the correct answer.

That is--

The Master's Command Spell!