Jeanne [Alter] is a Servant who should not have existed.
The foundation of her manifestation in this world is the resentment of her comrade-in-arms, Gilles de Rais (Caster).
In other words—
Her existence itself is a tragedy.
However...
Lying within the [Coffin], Ian watched Jeanne [Alter] vehemently explaining something outside, yet he felt that was not the case at all.
She was not wearing the pitch-black ceremonial robe from his memories; instead, she was dressed like a Caster.
A large hat and loose-fitting clothes were her entirety at this moment.
"Look—"
"Isn't everything just as I said?"
Jeanne [Alter] called out energetically, but what she received in return were gazes filled with a mixture of suspicion and indifference.
"This guy is at it again."
"Saying something about how an Angel will destroy this world—"
"Forget it, everyone, don't pay her any mind. She's just a lunatic, claiming to be Saint Jeanne! Is she even worthy of claiming that name?!"
The mockery of the crowd became increasingly obvious.
Jeanne [Alter], who had been quite happy originally, suddenly found herself somewhat at a loss in the face of such a scene.
Logically speaking—
She should have been Chaldea's enemy.
But...
A faint red glow drifted within the man's eyes.
On her body, the sound of 'Pain' was echoing.
Is this...
An enemy that can be won over?
In other words, if he handles Jeanne [Alter], perhaps this Singularity could be conquered in an instant?
Without thinking any further, Ian leapt out of the [Coffin], drew his [Sword of Slaanesh], and pointed it at those who were constantly mocking Jeanne [Alter].
In an instant, the magical energy accumulated earlier due to [Slaanesh] was released at this moment.
"Utter one more word, and I will kill you all."
The man's words were incomparably fierce.
Coupled with the aura he carried, he immediately intimidated those who were mocking just now.
Realizing that if they spoke further, they might be used by him as an example to warn others, the crowd that had been united against the outsider left resentfully.
Facing such a scene, what Jeanne [Alter] said next was...
"Mn, as expected of the Servant I summoned—"
"Very good, I acknowledge you!"
Saying such words, Jeanne [Alter] came over with a happy face and extended her hand toward Ian.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Watching the girl's actions, Ian was somewhat confused.
Jeanne [Alter], dressed as a magus, froze for a moment.
Obviously, she hadn't expected the man in front of her to answer her like this.
"Hey, I should be the one saying that!"
"Why don't you lower your head?!"
"Lower my head? Why should I lower my head?"
"I am your Master!" Jeanne [Alter] said with a face full of anxiety. "The book said that summoned Servants should obey the Master's commands!"
"So, now that I've extended my hand, shouldn't you welcome my reward like a knight?!"
"But I am not your Servant."
"..."
"..."
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"Then who are you?!"
"Give me back my Servant!"
Jeanne [Alter] grabbed Ian's clothes and shouted.
A few minutes later.
In a house near the landing point of the [Coffin].
After exchanging names with the man, Jeanne [Alter] looked ashen.
"So, I didn't succeed at all, did I?"
"You aren't here to help me..."
This reaction, which was too vastly different from his impression, made it impossible for Ian to treat the pitiful girl before him as any kind of enemy.
"What exactly happened?"
"If you want me to help you, at least tell me the sequence of events, right?"
"Then you will help me?" Jeanne [Alter] asked impatiently.
"That is not necessarily guaranteed."
"You..."
Jeanne [Alter] clenched her fists.
But she soon sighed, looking like she had accepted reality.
"You... should have noticed the dragons in the sky, right?"
"Mn."
Ian nodded.
"There are many— Don't tell me you attracted them?"
"How did you know!"
Jeanne [Alter] looked very surprised.
"I shouldn't have told you at all!"
"I guessed."
Ian perfunctorily gave a random answer.
He couldn't exactly tell her 'I knew long ago that you are the Dragon Witch', could he?
"If it wasn't related to you, you wouldn't have brought it up so suddenly now, right?"
"However, letting them fly recklessly over the town like this will only make people feel fear. No matter what, you should at least make them stop first?"
"This..."
Jeanne [Alter] scratched her face.
"The weather is nice today!"
Such an awkward way of changing the subject naturally gave Ian a bad feeling.
"Say, could it be that you don't know how to control dragons at all?"
A critical hit.
Jeanne [Alter] blushed immediately.
"I just don't know how to communicate with them! If I could find a way, I could solve this problem in an instant!"
"..."
Ian did not deny Jeanne [Alter]'s words.
After all, if that military flag were in her hands, this witch could indeed manipulate hundreds or thousands of dragons.
The Dragon Witch, that is no joke.
But now...
She had neither the Dragon Standard nor that burning flame of vengeance on her body.
Subconsciously glancing at the device reproduced by Da Vinci on his hand, Ian found that he had temporarily lost contact with Chaldea.
He had arrived by Jeanne [Alter]'s side, but where would Fujimaru Ritsuka be?
"Alright then."
"Leaving aside the question of whether you can command the dragons for now—"
Ian became serious.
In any case, facing any unknown situation, intelligence is absolutely an important link.
"Why did you summon so many dragons?"
"Because dragons are powerful," Jeanne [Alter] answered without hesitation. "Only by borrowing their power can I stop the coming judgment!"
"Judgment...?"
"Yes!"
Jeanne [Alter] held onto her hat.
"The other 'me' who became an Archangel is going to judge this world!"
"I must..."
"Stop her!"
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