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223. Puff Production Manual/Cat Girl Servant/The Essence of Singularity (4k)

Unlike the half-baked Fujimaru Ritsuka who was tricked into coming to Chaldea as a Master candidate by a few boxes of milk.

Ian did learn some magic knowledge systematically from Ophelia.

Although it was only some very basic knowledge, he did get the recognition of the top magician.

Ophelia even promised that once things were over, she would take him back to the Clock Tower and register him as a magician recognized by the association.

Although now, that is already an unattainable ideal.

But it still proves that Ian has studied this area seriously.

and so--

After seeing the bright red mark on the back of Jeanne d'Arc's hand, Ian immediately recognized it as the Master's Command Spell.

He knew the purpose of this thing very well.

It not only symbolizes the absolute command power of the Master over the Servant, but is also a crystalline substance that is the embodiment of magic power.

Once two strokes or more are used, the servant can be forced to do anything.

and many more.

In that case—

Ian looked at Jeanne d'Arc, who was happily holding his hand and walking towards the depths of the city.

From the moment I saw her, she seemed to be constantly mentioning the concept of "Servant".

The reasons used for having relationships with oneself are all words like "concluding a contract".

That's right.

This is the tone a Master should have.

Could it be that she is actually the "Master" summoned by the Holy Grail rather than a "Servant"?

A few more words of contemplation:

Isn't France "conducting" a Holy Grail War at this moment? !

And Black Jeanne d'Arc is one of them!

The moment he realized this, Ian felt like his breathing was about to stop.

He wanted to refute the results of his own thinking, but found that it could indeed explain some problems.

"What the hell do you want?!"

Seeing Ian's silence, Black Jeanne, who had no idea that she looked like his girlfriend, seemed very angry.

"I have done everything you said, right?"

"I'm sorry." Ian came to his senses and apologized, "This is my first time here, I'm a little uncomfortable."

"Not used to it?"

Black Jeanne d'Arc secretly took note of these words.

"fine."

“You don’t have to get used to it.”

"Now just follow me in quickly--!"

"Row."

So, Ian walked forward, held by the hand of Black Jeanne like a boyfriend.

During this process, the man felt a lot of resentful gazes from all over the city.

obviously.

These were the looks from people who hated the Dragon Witch but dared not say a word due to her strength.

If they had enough power, they would probably rise up against Black Joan of Arc immediately.

etc--!

Ian suddenly realized a problem.

Since Black Jeanne has such a bad reputation, I would probably be treated as her pawn if I stayed with her.

This is really...

The man prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the future situation would not be worse than he had predicted.

Before they knew it, Ian and Black Jeanne arrived at a place.

It was the tallest building in this border city - her ostentatious nature was fully displayed at this moment.

At this moment, a young girl was waiting there with a bow and arrow.

I saw a person with long green hair...

Cat girl?!

Ian rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not seeing things.

That's a real cat girl.

But compared with Black Jeanne's proud figure, her chest seems a little thin.

No.

To call it thin would be an understatement - it should be said that it is not there at all.

Seeing Black Jeanne approaching her, the cat girl bowed respectfully, and then said in a very humble tone:

"Master, you are back."

Just this simple sentence perfectly verified Ian's previous guess.

Black Jeanne d'Arc, who came because of the Holy Grail, is not really a "servant", but is closer to a concept like "Master".

The so-called singularity is likely to be an unexpected Holy Grail War in essence!

After completing the necessary greetings, the flat-chested cat girl noticed Ian standing next to Jeanne d'Arc.

There was a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Master, this is..."

"Oh...you mean him?"

Hearing the cat girl in front of her ask this, Black Jeanne leaned directly on Ian, looking like a girlfriend in love.

"Atalanta."

"This is the Servant with whom I just completed the contract."

"Servant?"

The cat girl called Atalanta by Black Jeanne had her tail slightly curled into a small question mark.

She put down her bow and walked towards Ian, then leaned in front of him and sniffed for a moment.

Her ears trembled slightly, and she said:

"Master... he seems a little different from us, right?"

"Nonsense." Jeanne glared at Atalanta and pushed her away from Ian. "If I were the same as you, why would I sign a contract with him?"

"……Too."

Atalanta looked at Ian with a little more respect.

"So what are his specialties?"

"Specialty?"

Black Jeanne frowned slightly - she seemed to be thinking about how to answer this question.

“I don’t know how to describe it.”

Atalanta was stunned when she heard this.

"How come you don't know how to describe it?"

"Because I don't know what Ian's thing is called." Black Jeanne explained, "It's as sharp and broad as a sword, and as warm and solid as the sun."

“It will be very comfortable to touch.”

The Dragon Witch was a virgin with zero knowledge of sex, but Atalanta was not.

As a "Servant", she has the "knowledge correction" from the Holy Grail, so she naturally understands what this is describing.

She looked at Ian in front of her with a blushing face, and her voice trembled a little.

"This, this is it..."

Although he realized that Atalanta must have understood what Jeanne d'Arc was saying, Ian had no way to explain it and could only force out a wry smile.

The Dragon Witch simply ended the topic at this time.

"Let's not talk about it for now."

"In a hurry."

"Oh...oh." Atalanta was very tactful and made way.

Just looking at the two people's backs as they walked away, her expression became a little complicated.

Inside the building.

Ian and Black Jeanne walked hand in hand, one after the other.

Realizing that he had learned almost everything about the "Servants", the man turned his attention to another thing.

That is the Holy Grail held by Black Jeanne.

He asked tentatively:

"By the way...are we going to see the Holy Grail now?"

This is a targeted question.

Since Jeanne d'Arc admitted herself that she was an avenger summoned by the Holy Grail, it was impossible for her to place such a valuable item casually.

A building like this guarded by his servants would obviously be a good place.

but--

Things didn't go as smoothly as Ian had imagined.

Hearing the man's words, Black Jeanne stopped and looked back at him.

"Would you like to see the Holy Grail?"

"Correct."

Ian nodded - there was no point in hiding his intentions from Black Jeanne at this moment.

"I can let you see~"

"but--"

Black Jeanne moved a little closer to the man.

"You have to accompany me to do something first."

"Do one thing?"

"Ah."

Black Jeanne pointed to the end of the corridor - there was a room there.

"Take a bath with me first."

"..."

"make a deal."