We successfully made our escape.
To be precise, it felt more like Jeanne Alter simply let us go.
No matter how much I blinded her with flashbangs, she possessed ‘Presence Detection.’
If she had truly intended to find us, she could have done so with ease.
However, she likely dismissed us, thinking, ‘They’re just small fry anyway.’
…And Gilles de Rais would follow that lead.
After all, their ultimate goal was the destruction of France; everything else was merely a means to that end.
In other words, if we could take down Gilles de Rais while leaving Jeanne Alter alone for a while, things might proceed more smoothly.
They say the basic strategy in war is to crush the enemy’s head first.
While Jeanne Alter appeared to be the leader, the practical mastermind was Gilles de Rais.
Unlike other behind-the-scenes manipulators, Gilles fundamentally prioritized Jeanne Alter’s opinions.
…If so, wouldn’t his actions slow down if Jeanne Alter fell into confusion?
No, first, let’s prioritize reinforcing our strength.
If my memory served me correctly, besides the current group of Marie, Amadeus, and Jeanne, there should also be Kiyohime, Elizabeth Bathory, Siegfried, and Georgios.
Ah, and there was the human version of Gilles de Rais too, right?
The top priority was meeting Siegfried.
Considering we needed a Saint, Georgios was also essential.
With Siegfried and Georgios combined, a full-power Siegfried could handle that terrifying dragon, Fafnir.
Please, don’t just say ‘Sumanai’ and vanish this time.
“We should be safe now that we’ve come this far.”
The reasonably dense forest seemed like a perfect place to hide.
Marie let out a soft sigh, looking a bit exhausted.
Well, we had been running at full speed for quite a while.
It was only natural to feel some fatigue after consuming so much magical energy.
I looked down at my arms.
Fortunately, they weren’t broken, but it was only a matter of time before they were again.
In this fight, I didn’t have the luxury of sparing my own body.
I would use everything useful to move forward.
That included my own physical form.
I must not be picky about the means to win, nor stingy with the methods to advance; I had to focus solely on defeating the enemy.
Only then would a single ray of light descend upon me in this darkness.
Even if that light was stained with blood.
“I didn’t have the chance to introduce myself properly earlier.
As I believe you already know, I am the Ruler, Jeanne d’Arc.
Due to the unfavorable circumstances, I have lost the privileges of a Ruler, including True Name Discernment.
I look forward to working with you, Master.”
She certainly had an air of ‘purity and integrity.’
She gave off a neat, clean impression without a hint of filth.
Though her figure wasn’t exactly ‘neat.’
…Acting as a Saint on the battlefield with a body like that.
It must have been difficult.
…I’m definitely not worrying about the soldiers who would have been around her.
I was just worried about her.
I didn’t mean anything else by it.
If I say I didn’t, I didn’t.
I cleared the stray thoughts from my head and took the hand Jeanne reached out to me.
“Rudolf Hawkeye, Master of the Humanity Continuation Institute, Chaldea.
Call me whatever you like.”
“Yes, Master.”
She didn’t show any agitation at my name and simply gave a bright smile.
…She’s a good person.
This person is an incredibly good person.
That work that could only make pregnancy jokes with a person like this as the lead was practically a dark history.
No, since she appears like a Saint in other works, was that just the influence of Laeticia?
Saying that makes it feel like I’m bashing Laeticia again.
Regardless, the person before my eyes was the real ‘Holy Maiden,’ Jeanne d’Arc.
Even before I regained my memories, Jeanne d’Arc was a hero everyone knew.
No matter how weakened she was, her strength would be a great help.
There would surely be aid we could receive just by her mere presence.
“Oh my, your name is Rudolf?
You must be close with Mr.
Santa!”
An innocent attack struck me!
“Rudolf the Hawkeye, eh?
I like it!”
This guy’s being malicious!
“Hey, my name doesn’t matter!
Anyway!
This is Marie Antoinette!
She’s manifested as a Rider!
And this is Amadeus!
Manifested as a Caster!”
“That’s a rather lazy introduction, isn’t it?”
“I don’t mind.
Hello, I am Marie Antoinette.
Ah, I can’t believe I’m actually meeting the real Jeanne.”
Come to think of it, Marie was happy to meet Jeanne in the original story too.
I suppose it’s what you’d call being a ‘fan’?
But beyond that, she probably just liked her personality and wanted to be friends.
Seeing them like this, both were so beautiful that just standing together made for a perfect picture.
If there were a Servant here who painted, they would have started sketching immediately.
That was how beautiful they were.
It’s a good thing for Servants to get along.
Chaldea would have more Servants later, so I might need to pay attention to that.
It’s no laughing matter if Servants start fighting each other.
…I will get more Servants, right?
It’ll be no joke if I have to go to the Seventh Singularity all by myself.
‘Now, let’s think while we take a short break.’
First, the ones we fundamentally had to conquer weren’t the ones under Mad Enhancement who were basically Shadow Servants.
There were three key figures.
The mastermind Gilles de Rais, the combat powerhouse Jeanne Alter, and finally, the absolute brute Fafnir.
Hmm, I’ll think about whether ‘figure’ is the right term for Fafnir later, but the important thing was that I had to overcome these three monsters that could be called major hurdles.
No matter how great Siegfried was, winning a one-on-one against Fafnir would be difficult.
I had to consider Jeanne Alter’s combat power and Gilles de Rais’s support.
The logic that ‘it was fine in the original game, so it’ll be fine here’ doesn’t work.
Unlike the game, it won’t be cleared just by pressing a few buttons.
I can’t win even if I munch on Saint Quartz.
Fafnir’s combat power and everything else would take on a sense of reality, and ‘reality debuffs’ would be triggering all over the place.
…Sigh, my head hurts.
What way is there to kill them all?
My body can’t even resist until it reaches that point.
I die how many times, vanish how many times, and despair how many times.
It’s so painful and agonizing that my head is starting to ache.
How many more times must I die before this ends?
I know I have to stand up again, but I wanted to rest for just a bit.
But knowing I couldn’t stop, I slowly opened my eyes.
Only by crushing the enemy, eliminating them, and trampling them all can this story reach its end.
If so, I must not hesitate.
Humanity, morals, ethics—throw them to the dogs.
Even if I have to tear the opponent’s soul apart, I must not stop.
If I don’t, I’ll be the one taken down.
I don’t want to die again.
So, I will kill the enemy before I die.
Body, mind, and soul—everything.
“Master.”
Thump.
Someone covered my eyes with both hands.
…Judging by the voice, it was Marie.
As I stood there blankly, wondering what this was about, Marie didn’t let go, keeping both my eyes covered.
What is it, exactly?
Is there some meaning to this action?
Is it some kind of ritual Marie does?
A ceremony to bring good luck?
As I stood there dazed, she spoke quietly while keeping her hands over my eyes.
“You were making the face of a bad boy just now.”
“What do you mean, ‘bad boy face’?
Besides, this isn’t the situation to worry about that.
If we don’t do something about the enemies, we’ll be the ones getting taken out first.”
“Yes, I agree with that.
The Master should decide the course of action, and there should be no hesitation in those actions.
Given the already unfavorable conditions and situation, that hesitation would surely strangle the Master.
Therefore, I will trust the Master’s choices.
…But you must not make eyes like those.”
Eyes like those…?
What kind of eyes were they?
I don’t really know, since I wasn’t conscious of it.
Has my way of thinking changed a bit?
I criticize, rebuke, and insult Heroic Spirits to make them lose their cool.
There was no sincerity in that.
I actually admire most Heroic Spirits.
To leave behind achievements as a shadow of human history means they’ve put in that much effort and performed that many feats, so I thought that alone was amazing.
Starting from Benkei whom I met in Fuyuki, to Artoria, and even here….
No, I was relatively sincere about Lancelot.
Anyway, I intended not to forget my respect for them.
Well, since it was ultimately an excuse close to self-hypnosis, my intention to gouge out their hearts and my actions remained the same.
But just a moment ago, I had forgotten that respect and thought about just killing them all.
…That might be the right direction.
I have to become cold and cruel to move forward.
It might even lighten the burden on my heart a little.
However, it makes me think.
…Did the ‘me’ that Caster-bro said he believed in have a face like that?
Did Heracles, who told me to do my best, cheer for me while expecting that kind of person?
Did Charlotte, who gave her all for me despite her weak body, entrust her back to a person like that?
…I don’t think so.
Marie slowly let go of her hands and looked at my face with a beaming smile.
Despite her seemingly thoughtless expression, she immediately noticed the small change in my face.
I suppose a Queen is a Queen.
“Mhm, those are the eyes of a good boy.
Our Master should be like that.”
“We only just met.”
“Even so, I can tell.
Master, on the path you must walk forward, you certainly cannot remain a ‘kind child.’ It must be such a difficult road.
Even so, try to remain a ‘good child.’ A foolishly kind child cannot overcome tragedy.
But a good child might be able to win.
…Even if this is over and I am summoned to that place called Chaldea in the future, I want the Master I meet again to not be a bad boy.
Understood?”
I couldn’t fully understand her words, but I could tell she was worried about me.
Come to think of it, the Doctor said something similar.
That protecting one’s humanity in the hell I have to walk through would be an extremely difficult task.
At first, I’d justify small misdeeds, thinking, ‘There’s no need to nitpick every single thing like this…’ or ‘It can’t be helped if I want to move forward…’
Or bad thoughts would overwhelm my mind.
If that gradually spreads and covers my whole body, it’ll become impossible to fix.
…Was I about to be covered just now?
Is my heart, having died so many times, really alright?
The Doctor also said I was a bit unstable.
…After finishing everything, will I be able to live while laughing like a human?
I could feel that kind of meaningless fear spreading in my chest.
And then, I smiled slightly.
If I’m feeling that fear, it means I haven’t become like that yet.
If a time comes in the future when I think those things and don’t feel even a bit of fear….
I might have to shed tears for myself.
“Thanks for caring.
And I’m an adult, you know.
What’s with the ‘good boy’ stuff?”
“To Heroic Spirits, people of the modern era are all like children.”
Does that…
have any persuasive power?
Since she’s technically a person from the distant past, I guess it’s fine to think she’s transcended the concept of age?
When she put it that way, I couldn’t think of a particular rebuttal.
It seemed this brain and mouth of mine only worked well when rebuking others and failed me at other times.
A ‘criticism-type brain’—I’m starting to dislike my own brain.
“Master, may I ask one question before we start moving in earnest?”
“I’m a fresh young bachelor who hasn’t even had his first love yet.
I’m green in many ways, so I’d like someone to help me ripen.”
“That is not the kind of question I meant!”
Jeanne d’Arc cleared her throat with a ahem.
She doesn’t take jokes well.
As expected, this Jeanne was a bit stiff.
That wasn’t bad either.
But if she put on a swimsuit, she’d probably get Mad Enhancement.
Though such a future probably won’t come in this Chaldea.
When I asked what it was, Jeanne looked at me seriously in the slightly relaxed atmosphere.
…Those eyes were so clear that it felt like I was being sucked into them.
They were the clearest eyes I’d ever seen, so I didn’t know what to say.
The clear and upright gaze even held a resolve not to let any evil enter those pupils, to the point where I wondered how it was any different from madness.
“Master, why do you take to the battlefield?”
“….”
I was about to ask if it was a serious question, but I stopped after reading her expression.
Even if I’m not the most perceptive person, I’m not so dense that I’d crack a joke to someone with a face like that.
I do crack jokes occasionally even when I know better, but it varies depending on the mood and situation.
And right now was a mood and situation where I shouldn’t.
Jeanne d’Arc was asking in earnest.
Was she curious why someone like me, who had nothing and had become half-crippled after clearing just one Singularity, was taking to the battlefield?
Or was it some other reason?
Since she didn’t ask that kind of question in the original, was it a question she asked because it was me?
Or was it like an additional event that occurred as things became reality?
I thought about it for a bit and then answered.
Surprisingly, the answer was simple.
“There’s only one answer to the question of why I do it.”
“Please tell me.”
“There’s no one else but me to do it!”
“…Eh?”
Amadeus, who was listening from the side, expressed doubt.
No, he probably doesn’t know since I introduced it as Chaldea!
There’s no one else but me to do it!
I’m the only one with both Rayshift and Master aptitude!
There’s no one else!
What more do you want!?
There’s nothing!
Nothing at all!!
“Do I become special just because I cleared one Singularity?
I’m not special at all!
I have no intention of becoming a hero, and I’ve never thought I wanted to be one!
Honor, money—I’d take them if they were in reasonable amounts, but the grand honor or money from restoring the Human Order is burdensome!
I’m just doing this because someone absolutely has to, and I’m the only one who can!
A sense of duty!?
There’s no way I have that!
A sense of mission?
None!
If I could trade it for a piece of candy, I’d have just enough to do that!
Listen carefully, I’m going to leave Chaldea with a smile and live a normal life!
That’s what I’m fighting for, and that’s why I’ve come this far.
…I’ve talked for a long time, but the conclusion is just one!”
“Because it must be done, and there’s no one else to do it?”
“Correct!
Want a candy?”
“I’ll pass.”
If there were someone else to do it, would I be crazy enough to do this?
If anyone from Team A, or even just one of the Master candidates had survived properly, there would have been no reason for me to come this far.
I absolutely lack ‘destiny power.’
You might want to say my destiny power is strong since I’ve survived and am proceeding despite the hardships, but my original destiny was to die caught in Lev’s bomb.
Even if we don’t count that since it was before the start, I was stabbed to death by Medusa as soon as I started.
Doesn’t that give you the answer?
I don’t possess the destiny power known as ‘protagonist armor.’
Even if I have some, it’s so minuscule that it’s probably lower than my magecraft aptitude.
I looked at the dazed Jeanne.
Was she expecting a saint-like answer?
I tilted my head and spoke.
“You’re the same, aren’t you?”
“Me?”
“I don’t know if it was a divine revelation, but isn’t that why you moved?
‘If I don’t do it, no one will…’ I’m not a special person.
I’m just an ordinary villager, but I can achieve many things by moving.
Blood that would have been shed doesn’t have to be.
Lives that would have vanished won’t.
I can take back what was stolen.
…So you stood up.
Was the reason you, who lived normally in the countryside, moved really just a revelation?
Ha, I actually think people who say you moved because of a revelation are insulting you!
Listen, you were an ordinary person who knew nothing of battlefields or fighting, just like me, yet you took to the battlefield.
Why?
It’s simple!”
I spoke as I quickly approached Jeanne.
“Because you thought, ‘I have to do it.’ A sense of duty from a revelation?
A sense of mission?
Those are just additional elements that came later after you roamed the battlefields and earned the name of a Saint!
Your most noble deed wasn’t receiving a revelation, but moving after receiving it.
Even if you knew the end would be miserable, you would have moved.
Because from your perspective, it was something that had to be done.”
I think it’s amazing.
I can’t do that; I’d just ignore a revelation.
I’m doing this because if I give up, humanity and the world will end, but it wouldn’t have mattered if Jeanne d’Arc didn’t do it.
Even if she didn’t step forward, the world would have kept turning peacefully.
Despite that, she gave up many things and moved forward to grasp many things, thinking of it as ‘something that had to be done.’
Even if that end was a foolish flame that burned her.
Beyond being respectable, that ‘goodness’ that would never break was in the realm of madness.
I became a ‘bad boy,’ to borrow Marie’s expression, just by seeing hellish sights a few times in Fuyuki.
I wonder how long I can remain a ‘good boy.’
“Now, now, why are you getting so worked up?”
Amadeus grabbed my shoulder and laughed as if he were watching something interesting.
You’re laughing!?
At Uther!?
Not Arthur’s dad!
“No!
It’s irritating!
She’s the one who’s amazing, so why is the God who just gave her a little push praised more?
The praise should go to Jeanne d’Arc!
Applaud her!”
It’s not for nothing that Gilles de Rais created the secondary creation known as Jeanne Alter.
He created her because he couldn’t summon her.
Despite being unfairly burned to death, she didn’t resent, didn’t rage, didn’t hate, and maintained her goodness to the end.
Absurdly, that God called ‘the Lord’ who gave her the revelation never told Jeanne d’Arc about her future of being burned at the stake.
He just pushed her onto the battlefield and that was it.
Despite that, Jeanne d’Arc worships that existence called the Lord, whether he exists or not.
I don’t intend to say anything about her personal religion, but I wished she wouldn’t think her own achievements were thanks to God.
You’re the one who’s amazing, not God.
What are you looking at, you bastard.
“…Master.”
‘Ah….
Did I go too far?’
Was it too much to make remarks bashing God in front of a religious person?
I think I got a bit excited and said some weird things.
No, what I meant was….
Not putting down God…
well, I was, but.
I meant you’re more amazing.
You yourself are more amazing; would the person who just gave you a push be more amazing?
Of course, the person who gave the push is also amazing.
If you ask which one is more amazing, isn’t the answer already decided?
So….
No, let’s apologize first.
It’s not good for our relationship to sour already.
Getting along is best, and suppressing personal opinions to some extent was one way to maintain human relationships.
Just because I don’t have this opinion doesn’t mean I don’t respect Jeanne d’Arc.
“Sorry!
I went too far….”
“Thank you.”
“…Pardon?”
Thank you?
To me?
Why?
I just said things bashing God to a religious person, so why the thanks?
I had that doubt, but I didn’t see any falsehood in Jeanne’s gaze as she looked at me.
Of course, if I were perceptive enough to distinguish that, I would have already had a girlfriend.
It was just a vague feeling without certainty.
It didn’t sound like sarcasm said while suppressing anger and forcing a smile.
“Looking at my blackened self, I thought.
Perhaps I was just deceiving myself, and those kinds of emotions were actually inside this heart.
If so, I wondered which of us was the fake—the me who came out like this as a Servant and still doesn’t feel those emotions, or her, who spits those emotions out honestly.”
‘That sure is a heavy concern you’ve got there….’
It’s a heavy concern, one that’s hard for me to give advice on.
I can’t suddenly blurt out that she’s just Gilles de Rais’s fanfiction!
This is the pain of one who knows; there has to be a rationale for that knowledge after all.
“However, after meeting her, I thought I couldn’t affirm her.
…But I couldn’t deny her either.
…But thanks to the Master, I was able to remember my ‘beginning.’ The emotions I felt when I, who was just living normally, first held a weapon.”
With what thoughts did she hold a weapon?
Someone like me couldn’t even imagine.
What did I think when I first met Caster-bro in Fuyuki and fought Medusa?
What did I think when I summoned Charlotte and stood before Saber…-sama?
I was scared, I hated it, I didn’t want to fight, and I thought I didn’t want to die or suffer anymore.
So I wanted to end it quickly.
I wanted to end all this commotion quickly and grasp peace.
I think that was the first thought I had.
Jeanne had a less stiff face than before.
I don’t know what it was, but it was a relief if the chains on her heart had loosened even a little.
“Now I can say it clearly.
…I will deny her.
I will not hesitate when I meet her again.
…I cannot lose anything in a fight against her.
If nothing else, I can never lose to myself in this heart.”
Oh, I marveled.
That’s so cool!
It felt like, ‘This is what a hero is!’
Caster-bro was cool too, but he was a bit far from a ‘holy’ feeling, and the same went for Charlotte.
The only ones I could feel holiness from in Fuyuki were Artoria, who was Saber…-sama, and Heracles, who was Berserker, but both were properly blackened, so I think I only felt overwhelming power rather than holiness the whole time.
So I think it was my first time seeing that holiness, or should I say nobility, of a true hero.
Man, the reason I wanted to come to Chaldea was to hear stories where I could feel that kind of catharsis from heroes, and my wish has been granted!
“Hehe, see?
Amadeus….
He’s a good boy, right?”
“Yeah.
He’s fresh, and I feel a precariousness as if he might crumble at any moment, but you’re right.
…He’s a good boy.”
“…What’s with that incredibly warm and lukewarm gaze?”
“No, no, I just thought it’s nice to be young.”
“It’s ni~ce to be young.”
The gap is jarring when people who don’t look much different from me in appearance talk like elders.
Marie even looks younger than me.
Come to think of it, Marie had a future appearance come out in the form of an Alter, didn’t she?
Unfortunately, she was never playable, and I remember her only appearing once in something like an event story.
The Marie before my eyes felt close to being summoned by projecting the very concept of the French royalty onto the personality of ‘Marie Antoinette.’
She also died quite miserably, yet now she smiles and says ‘Vive la France.’ I wonder what she would say about the current France if she were summoned without any impurities?
Would she still try to save it like Jeanne, or would she be happy like her Alter form…
I don’t really know, but that would be a more human reaction.
At least the her before my eyes wasn’t an Alter.
Maybe I’ll be able to meet her later.
Since things don’t just not appear here just because they aren’t playable.
I should first think about whether I’ll even be able to pull a Servant, though.
“So, what do you plan to do from now on?”
“First, reinforcing our strength.
I’ve asked Chaldea to search for Servant reactions in the vicinity.
The enemy is strong, so we need more Servants.
I wonder if we’ll have a chance even if we gather everyone scattered around, but…
well, we have to try.”
Siegfried and Georgios are essential.
As long as the opponent attacks with a dragon, those dragon slayers were essential.
Kiyohime and Elizabeth Bathory should also be there, but their priority was inevitably lower than the first two.
But if my memory was correct, I think we met Kiyohime and Bathory first.
My memory is a bit fuzzy on this part since it’s been so long.
Was it the other way around?
Did we meet Siegfried first?
…The development won’t necessarily go exactly like the original anyway.
The important thing is the event of meeting them, rather than the order.
As soon as the communicator beeped, I reacted.
With a vwoom, a screen appeared, and the Director showed her face.
When I suddenly stared blankly, the Director tilted her head with a ‘Hm?’
[What’s with that look?]
“I just thought you looked pretty seeing you all of a sudden.”
[…!!
Please focus while you’re in the field!
You might die!]
Seeing a beauty get embarrassed feels like my lifespan has increased.
“Ehh, are you worried about me?
My limbs are all intact!
For now!”
[For now!?
Are you planning on breaking them!?]
“I don’t have plans to, but I’m certain it’ll be difficult to return to Chaldea in one piece.”
I was worried about which part would fly off this time.
Limbs….
No, one’s already gone, so is it three limbs now?
Either way, is it even a Singularity if you return with your mind and body intact?
It’s not like I’m on a stroll to the past.
The Director couldn’t deny it either and had a subtle expression on her face.
She seemed to be in a quite complicated mood since she was the one sending me into this hell, even if she wanted to deny it.
Good grief, I said as I approached the screen.
“The one who decided to come here was me.”
[Eh?]
“I decided that I would do it.
I’m grateful for you being nice to me, and it’s convenient that you take care of me in various ways.
…But that’s enough.
Can you throw the guilt into the trash?
I don’t need it.”
[……You.]
I was about to say ‘Call me Loop,’ but I held back.
I was looking forward to when this strong-willed woman would call me by my nickname.
“So, did you find any Servant reactions?”
[There are two Servant reactions in a place called Thiers.
You’re going, right?]
“I have to.”
If there are two, then it’s not Siegfried, but the Yandere and Bak-tory.
…Both would be assets.
Since the Elizabeth Bathory summoned here was a person you could reason with to some extent, there shouldn’t be any big problems.
If there is a problem, is it Kiyohime?
…Nah, there’s no way she’d fall for me, right?
In the original, she falls for Fujimaru Ritsuka, but I’m not him.
My appearance is, well, not bad, but I have scars and I think I’m in a bad state in many ways.
Besides, I’m a Westerner.
I don’t know my exact hometown, but I definitely wasn’t born in Japan.
Isn’t that Anchin guy or whatever he’s called Japanese?
So that’s why she fell for Ritsuka, right?
I think that’s a bit of a stretch, but wouldn’t there have to be some commonalities to make it work?
“Marie, double time to Thiers!”
“I’ll take payment in the form of having a tea time later.”
“That’s a reward, actually.”
“Haha, Master.
I think it’ll be fun being with you.
Even if we lose and vanish in this France.”
“Don’t say such ominous things!
If it’s going to be fun anyway, we should win and happily promise a next time!
I’d be grateful if you could come to Chaldea too.”
I hear there are also limits to taking Servants from the field to Chaldea.
I thought I could take everyone I wanted.
…Is that why the game gave one person every time a story was cleared?
I didn’t know there was such a deep meaning.
Nasu probably didn’t know either.
In terms of combat power, Jeanne d’Arc or Siegfried would be best to take, but anyway, I’d be grateful if any of them came.
“Master, although the black one isn’t a Servant on my side, there’s no guarantee that Servants will necessarily be on our side.
There are many unique individuals.”
Jeanne said as she got onto Marie’s Noble Phantasm.
That concern is valid.
Hmm, as I seriously furrowed my brow, Jeanne tilted her head, wondering what was wrong.
It’s touching…!!
An incredible volume is touching me!!
As someone who has also touched the black one, I can say these are the same size!!
What the!!
That Gilles de Rais!
What an incredible and delicate pervert he is!
What a righteous pervert he is!
You’re a rotten villain, but I will remember that otaku spirit!
I will remember this detail that no one else can notice or realize!!
If no one else remembers, I will!!
Watching that, the Director said to Jeanne with a smile.
[Miss Jeanne, please ride in the front.]
“Eh?
Understood…?”
“Guh!!”
When I fell flat on the spot to express my frustration, Jeanne looked back in surprise, thinking something had happened to me.
“Ma-Master?!”
The Director looked at me with cold eyes, and Jeanne was at a loss, with a question mark floating over her head.
Damn you, Director!!!
Why are you looking at me with those eyes!
Olga Marie-san!
Why are you watching!!
Dammit!
It’s fine to dream a little, isn’t it!
Since I’m suffering this much, it’s fine to experience a trial version of an unattainable utopia, isn’t it!!
A man’s dream!
Why!!
“I don’t think this trip will be boring.”
“Amadeus, you shouldn’t tease the Master too much.
He’s a delicate child.”
“No, what are you saying?
That boy is the type who entertains even without being teased.
Even if I don’t do anything, he’ll hold a one-man comedian’s orchestra on his own.”
Marie and Amadeus seemed to be saying something, but I felt like my dream had been shattered.
A trial version….
should have been fine….
It’s not like she’d let me touch her own….
Just touching would have been….
Sob, I felt like I was going to cry.
Screw it!
I don’t know.
Let’s just clear the Singularity quickly.
Let’s take Kiyohime and Elizabeth and make searching for Siegfried the top priority.
No, was Georgios first?
Either one is fine.
Let’s just meet them.
Since Elizabeth and Kiyohime were also combat assets, let’s take them to reinforce our strength.
Since there’s no way Kiyohime will fall for me, we should be able to get along normally.
It’d actually be scary if she fell for me.
It’s beyond the level of ‘heavy love.’
Anyway, she’s still a Servant, so she’s stronger than me!
She’s definitely hired!
I’ll have to try and get along well.
***
“Anchin-sama?”
…???
…?????
“Ah, Anchin-sama!
…Who are those women behind you?”
And who the hell are you…?