If one were to say—
That this is not the ideal Evil Dragon War.
Then, what exactly would a summoning based on Jeanne [Alter] yield?
Ian discovered he actually harbored a sinful curiosity.
"Summon a Servant?"
"Can I... do it?" Jeanne [Alter] couldn't quite believe Ian's words.
After all—
No matter how one puts it, she had indeed failed once already.
"I don't know."
The man shrugged.
"But, after tasting so much 'Pain', don't you want to give it a try?"
"..."
Jeanne [Alter]'s throat moved slightly, as if something was still stuck inside.
She could feel that she had provoked something incredible.
But at the same time...
She was excited by it.
"True enough."
"If I can't achieve anything, wouldn't I have drunk that for nothing?"
"Just you wait, if it doesn't work, I absolutely won't forgive you!"
To be honest—
Ian's understanding of the Caster-class Jeanne [Alter] was almost zero.
The only thing known now was that she no longer possessed the ability to control dragons, but retained the possibility of manipulating flames.
However—
When it involved Servant summoning, Ian really didn't have a bottom line on what level could be achieved.
But, since the imprint of 'Pain' was added, it probably wouldn't be too bad.
Low incantations echoed in the church.
Jeanne [Alter] crossed her hands, assuming the posture of chanting a grand spell.
She hadn't even had time to completely wipe the traces from the corners of her mouth before hurriedly beginning the summoning.
"I am going to become the savior—"
"So whoever it is, just hurry up and come!"
Magical energy was gathering; Ian could feel the echo of 'Pain' mixed within it.
On such a basis, just what kind of Servant would be summoned...
The form of gathering magical energy gradually solidified.
"Responding to the summons, Berserker, Kiyohime appears."
Amidst such a light and airy greeting, a petite girl appeared.
She was dressed in pale cyan plain clothes, holding a faintly glowing golden fan in her hand.
"Success!"
Jeanne [Alter] shouted.
"I did it!"
Looking at the young girl cheering like a child, Ian didn't feel too repulsed.
After all, this was indeed a breakthrough from zero to one; it was only natural to feel happy.
Moreover—
If it is Kiyohime, she indeed fits the situation of this moment.
Dragon, fire, and...
That feeling of dissatisfaction in the heart.
Compared to Jeanne herself, it seemed indeed that Jeanne [Alter] could attract her a bit more.
"Um, I..."
Jeanne [Alter] had just started speaking when her mouth was gently pressed by the object in Kiyohime's hand.
"No need to say more."
"I already know your thoughts—"
"You already know my thoughts?" Jeanne [Alter] revealed an excited expression.
What could be happier than meeting a Servant who understands oneself when being a Master?
Only—
"If you are willing for two women to serve one husband, I will not have any complaints about it."
"After all, in my view, honesty is something more important than two-timing. Do you understand what I am saying?"
Snap.
Jeanne [Alter] felt as if the connection in her head suddenly snapped.
After a good while, having reacted, she shouted out loud.
"What are you talking about!"
"I am your Master!"
"Eh?"
A few minutes later.
The summoned Kiyohime finally figured out the actual situation.
"How strange..."
The petite girl gently covered her lips with her long sleeve.
"How could you be my Master? Such a thing, even when lightning transforms, is hard to become reality."
"On the contrary, this gentleman beside you..."
"Hehehe." Kiyohime let out a laugh that made one shudder. "Is more worthy of my trust."
"What are you saying!"
Jeanne [Alter] grabbed the corner of Ian's clothes.
"Hey! Look at the good deed you've done!"
"Quickly explain it clearly—"
"Mn, Kiyohime." Ian stroked the head of Jeanne [Alter], whose face was flushed with anger. "Although this guy is indeed not very reliable, she is indeed the person who summoned you—"
"Both emotionally and logically, the Master you acknowledge should be her."
"Is that so?"
"Hearing you say that really makes me somewhat sad."
Kiyohime rested her chin on her hand, as if thinking about something extremely important.
"I understand."
"In that case—"
The girl put down the item in her hand, and then performed a dogeza towards Jeanne [Alter].
"I am extremely sorry."
"That... that's more like it."
Jeanne [Alter] was not an unforgiving existence.
"Just get clear on who the Master is, don't mistake it again!"
"Eh?"
Kiyohime raised her head.
"But what I am apologizing for is not that, please do not misunderstand."
Hearing this, Jeanne [Alter] froze for a moment.
"Not that, what else could it be?"
"You may indeed be the person who summoned me here; emotionally and logically, you have sufficient fate with me."
"Precisely because of this—"
Kiyohime raised her head, her gaze falling upon Ian once again.
"I need to apologize for requesting you to transfer the identity of Master to him."
"No!" Jeanne [Alter], having understood, felt like she was about to faint.
"So in the end, you still want to recognize him as Master, right!"
"Yes, please understand!"
"Hehehe..." Kiyohime sneered. "You will surely be understanding, right?"
Jeanne [Alter] turned her head back, looking at Ian who was biting his lip to keep himself from laughing.
"It's all your fault!"
"How can I use such a Servant!"
"No way—"
"I have to try again!"
Completely giving up on Kiyohime who was attracted by Ian, Jeanne [Alter] immediately took action.
This time, she absolutely could not summon a Servant seduced by him again!
Hands crossed, the young girl began the summoning once more.
She did not realize that the magical energy flowing in her body, coming from him, would actually have a considerable influence on the result.
For example—
"It is the scent of Father..."
"Saber, Mordred has arrived."
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