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

As the last word fell, Joan of Arc felt her consciousness quickly detached from the end of time and fell back into reality.

When she came to, she found Fujimaru Ritsuka and others standing in front of her with curious looks on their faces.

"What's going on here?"

The saint was somewhat bewildered by this scene.

Although she was no longer afraid of other people's gazes, she still felt somewhat embarrassed to be surrounded by a group of people like this.

"Ms. Jeanne."

The thoughtful Mashu noticed the saint's embarrassment and immediately began to explain.

"You don't have to be nervous."

"We... just thought it was impressive that you prayed like this for a whole day."

"is it?"

It was the first time that Joan of Arc was praised by others for such a thing - after all, prayer had long been a part of her life.

"Hmm~" Mordred nodded, further confirming what Mash said.

"and--"

“You were glowing just now!”

"Fu!" Fu Fu also nodded.

Jeanne was stunned

"Hey, I was glowing just now?! Is there such a thing?!"

"Yes!"

At this time, Fujimaru Ritsuka gave his answer.

At the same time, she also gestured with her hands and feet, trying to describe to Joan of Arc what had just happened in this way.

"You just flashed like this for a long time! It was so beautiful!"

Looking at Ritsuka Fujimaru's hard work in performing, Jeanne bit her lips.

But the orange-haired girl looked too funny.

She finally couldn't help laughing.

"Pfft~"

The saint smiled, which was rare.

However, she soon realized that such behavior was somewhat impolite, so she quickly restrained her smile.

At the same time, the saint also knew that they were the few companions she could rely on at the moment.

"Everyone... this is what happened just now."

Over the next few minutes, Joan recounted what she had just experienced.

This is undoubtedly explosive news at this moment.

Joan of Arc really met "the Lord"!

"This is too amazing!" Mordred's eyes sparkled, "Did he give you the Holy Grail?!"

"Sorry." The saint shook her head.

“He didn’t give me anything like that.”

"Then..." Mash asked cautiously, "Did he leave any other instructions for you?"

"Neither." Joan of Arc shook her head.

"If I have to say something... maybe only the first two sentences would be useful, right?"

"..."

This is undoubtedly bad news.

The discussion among the crowd fell into silence again.

This time, it was Fujimaru Ritsuka who broke the atmosphere.

"oops!"

"Don't do that!"

"At least that guy left a few words, right? It's better than nothing at all—!"

"Yes, that's right!" The careful Mashu fully understood Fujimaru Ritsuka's intention.

She quickly followed suit.

"At least we still have two sentences worth pondering!"

"But what can be figured out from this?"

Mordred sat down directly next to the campfire, crossed his legs, held his chin, and looked sad.

"What do you mean by 'a man has a special skill' and 'your way to salvation is in it'? Can't you just talk straight? You're being so mysterious! Who can guess?"

"Fu!"

Although Mordred's expression is a bit rough, it is indeed the biggest problem at present.

In a sense, the so-called hints from the "Lord" are almost infinitely equivalent to zero.

Even Fu Fu knew this clearly.

but--

Is this really the case?

Joan of Arc doesn't think so.

As a devout believer, she firmly believed that the appearance of the "Lord" must have a meaning.

The oracle He spoke must contain the key to solving the problem.

But what would that be?

It was rare for Jeanne to face difficult problems alone - in her previous life, these were things her brother would do for her.

But now, she had to think for herself.

but--

This doesn't mean she is stupid.

The girl who was able to fool the church back then couldn't possibly be a fool.

correct.

According to the conclusion He gave.

"God" does not exist at all - everything that has existed so far is just human beings' own hope.

Some of them have become reality, while others still exist in this world in the form of fantasy.

Considering this aspect, what exactly are your hopes?

Joan of Arc soon had the answer - to find as many followers as possible and rush to Orleans as her brother requested.

It is because I feel that I can achieve this that I firmly believe that "the Lord" really exists.

and many more! !

Jeanne suddenly reacted.

Since "the Lord" is a collection of hopes and the sublime expression of all human desires.

That means the key to everything is still people!

This gives a whole new interpretation to the first two sentences.

"Everyone has his own skill" - everyone has his own way to solve problems.

"The way to your salvation lies in it." - If you want to solve a problem, this method that you experience yourself is the best choice.

Yes.

In the end, you have to solve your own problems by yourself!

The answer to the question is actually your usual "method".

There is no need to consider so many other things - the right path is to move forward courageously without changing!

Jeanne, who was comprehending the oracle, raised her head and glanced at the girls present.

"Everyone——"

"How do you usually perform summoning?!"

"I want to try it!"

——Deep——Deep——Deep——

After reconnecting with Chaldea, Mash immediately reported what Jeanne wanted to do.

"This……"

Olga Marie sounded a little embarrassed when she heard the saint's request.

"It's okay, that's fine."

"But in this case, there must be something that can serve as a medium for magic."

"You... are unlikely to have it?"

"..."

Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at the empty back of his hand with some disappointment - all the Master's Command Spells on it had been used up when he was protecting Jeanne d'Arc.

Now she is half disabled.

Even if I want to do something, I can't do it because of my lack of ability.

Mashu noticed this and patted her shoulder gently.

"It's okay...it's just temporary."

"Once we find our senior, we won't have to worry about this kind of problem anymore."

Jeanne did not notice this, she just spoke at this time:

"In that case——"

"Then use my blood!"

"Didn't you tell me... that I have something similar to Ritsuka's on the back of my hand?!"

"..."

I have to say that Joan of Arc's remarks at this moment do make some sense.

First of all, she does have the Master's Command Spell, so she can naturally be called a "magician" of this era.

Secondly, she did successfully summon the Servant Isalibeth Bathory.

Combining the two, it means that there is likely a large amount of magic power hidden in her blood - which is just the thing that can act as a medium!

After brainstorming, Olga Marie realized the feasibility of the plan.

But she was still worried.

"I say...if you really want to use blood, you'll need a lot of it."

"It's okay!" Joan of Arc responded decisively, like a saint in war.

"I can!"

Ever since——

Thus began the summoning of servants using Jeanne's blood as the medium.

The girl cut her hand with the holy flag.

The flowing bright red blood gradually formed a shape like a summoning circle under Olga Marie's guidance.