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"It's okay! I'll call the Master now!"

"No need..." Camilla stopped Atalanta, "I know my situation... I'm lucky to be able to come back here and meet you."

"Don't say such things!"

The considerate cat girl was so anxious that she was about to cry.

but--

This cannot prevent Camilla from disappearing.

She looked at Atalanta in front of her and said the last words with all her strength.

"Tell the Master... the other one is very powerful... be careful."

After saying this, Camilla's body gradually faded away, and finally disappeared like a firefly.

Assassin is confirmed to be out at this point.

"..."

Atalanta watched all this and collapsed to the ground.

The pleasure I got from being taught by a man tonight was gone, replaced by the pain of witnessing the death of my companion.

The cruelty of the Holy Grail War was now revealed before her without any concealment.

"how so……"

The cat girl kept repeating these words while shaking her head from side to side.

This was her first time experiencing this and she seemed completely unable to accept it.

Ian watched this scene and gently hugged the cat girl.

He felt that he shouldn't be sad about Camilla's death, but at this moment he couldn't control his body.

The Holy Grail War...it really is a cruel thing.

Let’s go back to an earlier time.

In a forest about a hundred miles away from the city of Jura.

The group, led by Jeanne, were sitting around a burning bonfire.

Several fish were roasting in the pale yellow flames.

This should have been a relaxing gathering, but it seemed quite heavy at the moment.

because--

Several girls witnessed too many cries from France along the way.

Cities were burned and buildings destroyed.

The land that was charred black by the dragon's rage constantly radiated despair, silently chanting a poem full of tragedy.

"This other Joan of Arc is so abominable!" Mordred stamped his feet and shouted, "How can you burn everything you go to?!"

“I wasn’t so exaggerated at first!”

"If this continues, she will burn down everything here!"

Mordred's complaint was also what everyone present was thinking.

Fujimaru Ritsuka continued, "Indeed...if this continues, everything will be burned to ashes."

"but--"

"Did you guys discover something?"

The half-baked Master glanced at the other girls present.

"Although the city was burned to ashes... there wasn't even a single body left."

“It was almost as if everyone had evacuated early.”

"Eh?"

After Fujimaru Ritsuka said this, Mashu also found some things in her memory.

"Ritsuka, if that's the case...we saw a lot of people fleeing along the way, right?"

"Could it be——"

"Aren't they survivors, but escaped from the city in advance?"

"I think that's possible." Fujimaru Ritsuka confirmed Mash's statement.

"After all, every time we encounter them... we will soon encounter a city that has been burned to ashes, right?"

"Yeah, that must be the case!" The pink-haired girl agreed.

The harmony between the half-baked Master and the half-baked Servant made the atmosphere a little more relaxed.

But Mordred thought of something.

She grabbed the grilled fish on the campfire - it was the fish that Joan of Arc had caught herself in the river.

She took a bite and then said:

"That--"

"If you say so, there must be someone helping them secretly, right? Otherwise, how could they run ahead every time?"

"But who would do such a thing?"

"No...it should be said who dares to do such a thing. You know, the other Jeanne d'Arc can control a dragon."

"If we organize a large group of people to escape like this again, she will be very angry, right?!"

"..."

Mordred's words once again caused the atmosphere to fall into silence.

Gradually, everyone's eyes turned to Jeanne d'Arc.

After all, all the routes so far were derived from the guidance of the Master's Command Spell in her hand.

And these routes so perfectly allow everyone to see the tragic situations along the way.

No matter how you think about it, there should be some unexpected information, right?

however--

Joan of Arc had no idea what to do at this moment.

Like them, she also had no idea where the Command Spell would take her, but she simply felt that she should believe in this blessing from her dream.

The tragic scenes she witnessed along the way made Joan of Arc feel extremely distressed - as a kind-hearted person, she could not bear to see such things the most.

So facing the gazes of everyone, the saint had no way to make an accurate response.

And she didn't intend to hide the situation:

"I'm sorry, I don't really understand why things turned out this way."

"I can't control the direction of the curse seal."

Joan of Arc's attitude was extremely sincere, and the other three were not the kind of people who would vent their anger on others.

"What on earth is going on?"

What Mordred hated most was this kind of situation where he had no idea what was going on.

"No, there's no need to be so anxious..." Mashu whispered to comfort the kid, "At least so far, no more people have been hurt, right?"

Realizing that Mashu was trying to take the initiative to establish a good relationship with him, Mordred glanced at her and silently ate the fish.

"Anyway, eat well and sleep well first!"

Ritsuka Fujimaru ended the topic neatly.

"Otherwise, when you really encounter a problem, you won't have the energy to deal with it, and that will be troublesome."

The girl's proposal was unanimously agreed to.

This temporary peace lasted until everyone fell asleep late at night.

Joan of Arc heard the mysterious voice again in her sleep.

She opened her eyes suddenly, only to see an unexpected scene.

But in front of him, a petite loli was using a gun to block the downward attack from a blindfolded woman's staff.

Seeing Jeanne waking up behind her, she greeted her.

"Good evening, Master."

"I am Elizabeth Bathory - the Servant who obeys your call!"

"Now that you're awake--!"

"Then I will use my treasure without hesitation~"

In an instant, thousands of birds flew away.

It was a sound that was enough to shake the earth.

Let’s go back to the present.

Ian was feeling a bit complicated at the moment.

He had expected Camilla's death to have an impact on Atalanta, but he had not imagined it would be so great.

Even though the other party was just a cat that he had tamed for his own convenience.

But looking at the shocked look on his face, Ian still felt a little distressed.

and so--

He did not leave Atalanta's side immediately, but soothed her to sleep like a true boyfriend.

This process is not simple.

But considering that many scenes might lead to censorship if included in the novel, Ian decided to bury it deep in his memory and never mention it again.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

Just as the man confirmed that Atalanta was really asleep and gently pushed open the door to leave, he saw an unexpected figure.

Black Joan of Arc was seen with her hands on her waist, looking at Ian who came out of Atalanta's room with a resentful look on her face.

"you--"

"What are you doing in her room?!!!!"

The Dragon Witch asked.

228. The scene of adultery/The witch's treasure academic invitation/A kiss on the wall (4k)

The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange at this moment.

It can be said that at this moment, Jeanne d'Arc is a Master who is interrogating her Servant.

Rather, she is more like a girlfriend who sees her boyfriend coming out of the love hotel across the street alone and then starts to get angry.

but--

Even with this misunderstanding, Ian still felt the vague murderous intent revealed in the words of the Dragon Witch.

Under such circumstances, it was naturally impossible to tell her the truth about what he and Atalanta had just done in the room.

After all, as the Dragon Witch, if she really gets angry, no one knows what will happen.

Fortunately, a great deal had happened tonight—and there were plenty of excuses to go around to explain it.

Ian thought about it for a while and had a suitable answer.

Or should I say——

The most original answer.

"I'm going to comfort Atalanta," the man said.