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

Atalanta's two cat ears drooped slightly, and her tail no longer swayed from side to side like before.

It can be seen that the human skin magic book still left her with a certain psychological trauma.

"How can Caster (magician) have such a thing?"

"Is this...his Noble Phantasm?"

"..."

Seeing Atalanta's puzzled expression, Ian couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

He felt that she was qualified to know more.

After thinking it over again and again, the man made up his mind and said:

"Atalanta, can I trust you?"

"Eh?"

Suddenly being asked a strange question, Atalanta wanted to ask the other party a question in return.

But she soon noticed Ian's serious and earnest look - this was often his reaction before he was about to announce something important.

As a man’s most sensible pet, a cat girl would naturally understand this truth.

Without any hesitation, she nodded.

"of course can."

"You...are my master!"

After this expression of loyalty, Atalanta bowed her head.

It is really shameful to voluntarily admit that a man is your master.

but--

It's not unacceptable.

After all, Ian is more like his Master than the Master himself.

I also felt great joy in this process.

The only thing that could hurt me now is probably his refusal to acknowledge this relationship.

"..."

Seeing that Atalanta was willing to express her loyalty in such a shameful way, Ian knew that he had nothing to hesitate about.

He said directly:

"Atalanta... this is what happened."

In the next few minutes, Ian told the cat girl in front of him about his discovery.

of course.

The discovery here refers to the strong speculations that the man has about the person of Gilles de Rais.

He believed that Atalanta was indeed qualified to know these things.

"what?"

The cat girl's tail stood up.

"You mean... Gilles de Rais is a human... and not a Servant?"

"And he might be the one who summoned the Master?!"

Ian nodded.

“That’s about it.”

"At least from what I have learned so far... it should be close to the truth."

"..."

The cat girl's expression seemed quite surprised, yet mixed with some complicated thoughts.

Obviously, she didn't doubt what Ian said.

But at the same time, she felt that such a thing was too absurd - this was saying that there was another Master above the Master!

And the moment she realized this, Atalanta suddenly thought of a question.

"Hey, wait!"

"What is Gilles de Ray's reason for doing this? Does this mean anything to him?"

As an Archer-class servant, Atalanta is quite careful in observing things.

She noticed something noteworthy in Ian's words.

And the man is not ambiguous either.

"This is where the problem lies."

"Why would he do such a thing?"

"as well as--"

"Where did he get that human-skin magic book in his hand?"

“This is all stuff we don’t know yet.”

"Atalanta." Ian held the cat girl's hand, "I need your help."

"..."

Atalanta turned her face away, but her tail was shaking even more violently than before.

"Why are you saying these things..."

"My master has helped me save so many children - when he needs my help, I certainly won't turn a blind eye."

"But~"

The kitten licked her lips.

“That reward…”

"It will happen." Ian leaned close to the cat girl's ear and whispered.

"You'll be so happy that you won't be able to get out of bed."

"But before that..."

"I understand!"

After getting the promise, Atalanta has become a real pet cat.

"Let's get this all straightened out first!"

"Ah."

The two reached a consensus at this moment.

At night, in a room somewhere in the castle.

Black Jeanne d'Arc is still endlessly demanding the source of magic power from Ian.

For her, it seemed like no matter how many times this happened, she would never feel satisfied.

but--

Ian was still thinking about Gilles de Ray.

So after a simple kiss, he put his arms around Black Jeanne's waist and asked her to stop temporarily.

"what happened?"

The Dragon Witch didn't look very happy when her deadly rhythm was interrupted.

"Why did you stop so suddenly?"

"Aren't we married?"

"You are completely mine now, hurry up and continue!"

Although at first glance these remarks seemed to be in line with the Dragon Witch's violent personality, Ian knew that she did not fully understand the true meaning of these concepts.

She simply found that she could have some fun with it, and so she did it.

As to whether there was any real emotion between them, Ian didn't know.

but--

He thinks so.

After all, most of the time, Black Jeanne's standards of conduct are indeed mixed with some of her personal emotions.

This makes her look like a wild and lustful girlfriend.

"Can you please stop for a moment?"

Ian said in a coaxing tone, looking at Black Jeanne who was sitting on him.

"I have something to ask you."

"..."

Although I prefer to do things that release my nature rather than being asked questions.

But after hearing what Ian said, Black Jeanne really stopped.

She pouted, like a bullied girlfriend, and looked at the man in front of her and said:

"Ask quickly!"

"After you've asked me that, stand up straight!"

"..."

Ian was not thrown into disarray by Black Jeanne's anger.

He knew what he wanted to ask.

"you--"

"Last time I said Gilles de Rais was already there before you showed up, didn't I?"

"Yeah." Black Jeanne d'Arc muttered.

“Is it necessary to ask this question again?”

"Don't be angry with me." The man gently stroked Black Jeanne's head, trying to make her more docile in this way.

And in fact, this is very effective.

Black Joan of Arc's temper improved a little after being patted on the head - this was one of the few things she could have in common with Joan of Arc.

"Are you done asking?" The Dragon Witch muttered softly, "I really want to do that now..."

"almost."

Ian continued to ask while calming her down.

"I just want to know...the details of what happened at that time."

"Details?" Black Jeanne d'Arc didn't quite understand the meaning of this word.

"What do you mean by details?"

"That is, did he make any request to you or something like that? After all, it's impossible for him to just give you the Holy Grail for no reason, right?"

"..."

Black Jeanne d'Arc, who roughly understood what Ian meant, began to recall seriously.

The man had expected her to offer some of the same demands that Gilles de Rais had made at the time.

In this way, it can be said that an equivalent exchange explains why this man summoned Black Jeanne d'Arc and then presented the Holy Grail to her.

In a sense, this is quite consistent with the function of the Holy Grail being used to make wishes.

however--

After reminiscing for a long time, Black Joan of Arc finally shook her head at Ian.