Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

"Artoria?!!"

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Carrying Jeanne d'Arc on her back, Artoria headed towards the pre-arranged meeting place without looking back.

"Alice, I've already snagged Jiu'an. Are you guys ready?"

"Ellie? Ellie?!"

Artoria frowned, a sense of unease rising within her as she received no response.

Hide it?

Should we go and check on their situation?

After hesitating for a moment, Artoria continued to carry the unconscious Jeanne towards the place she had agreed to meet with Irisviel and the others. It was a small private airport, where a private plane was parked.

They found it with Sola's help.

The Holy Grail War in Tokyo is in complete chaos; there are bad women everywhere trying to take Lin Jiu'an away.

Their plan was to grab Lin Jiu'an and leave immediately.

Fuyuki didn't even go back; he went straight to Europe by plane!

"Ellie?"

Looking at the eerily quiet plane, Artoria called out again, her hand unconsciously tightening its grip on her sword.

Just then, a faint voice came from the right.

Artoria immediately swung her sword towards the source of the sound, and rampant dark magic gathered on the blade.

Wind King's Hammer!

The dark, demonic light engulfed the tall, golden figure, but a slender figure had already approached from behind her.

Artoria held Jeanne d'Arc in one hand and gripped her sword in the other.

In a short span of time, their swords clashed more than ten times before Artoria retreated repeatedly, looking at the petite white-haired, golden-eyed girl with a grim expression.

This girl's swordsmanship is superior to hers!

Moreover, Artoria's gaze fell on the other side, where a tall, blonde woman with a greatsword in hand and demonic horns emerged from the smoke and dust of the magical explosion brought by the Wind King's hammer.

The two men positioned themselves in a pincer movement, blocking her escape route.

In a one-on-one situation, Artoria is not afraid of either of them, and even in a two-on-one situation, Artoria is not afraid of fighting. However, the problem is that she is currently holding Lin Jiu'an's Jeanne d'Arc in her belly, and she cannot take care of Lin Jiu'an when she is being attacked from both sides.

"All right."

The woman's haughty and indifferent voice rang out, and the two girls immediately stopped in their tracks.

Upon hearing that somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Artoria turned around abruptly, her pupils contracting sharply.

"Morgan?!"

Although she looked younger than the Morgan she remembered, and was much smaller than the Morgan with the big chest and head, her hair and eye colors were completely different—one had blonde hair and blue eyes, and the other had silver hair and blue eyes.

But Artoria's intuition told her that the woman in front of her was Morgan!

“Artoria.” Morgan looked at her indifferently. “Hand her over.”

"impossible!"

Artoria gripped her sword tightly, staring at Morgan with hostility.

"Fallen Crimson Dragon, have you, in the pan-human history, become so patheticly foolish?"

Morgan delivered his sarcastic remarks with an indifferent tone, showing no mercy.

"Has the foolish and ugly education you received from Uther and Merlin rendered you unable to analyze the situation?"

"Bawanshi."

A blood-red girl emerged carrying an unconscious woman.

Artoria's pupils constricted sharply as she looked at the woman that Bavanshi had thrown to the ground.

"Ellie?!"

The thing she least wanted to see still happened; Alice indeed fell into Morgan's hands!

"This woman's name is Alice?"

A seductive yet wicked smile played on Bavansi's lips as her fingertips seemingly gently traced Irisviel's neck.

"Artoria, you don't want to see her die in front of you, do you?"

Artoria's hand gripping the sword was so tight that the veins were almost visible, and her beautiful eyes were filled with rage.

"One last time, Artoria, hand her over."

Morgan said indifferently, "My patience is limited."

"you..."

"Ok?"

With a slight pressure from Bavanshi's fingers, a red mark appeared on Irisviel's snow-white swan neck.

"What do you want to say to Mother?"

"I see!"

Artoria's face was full of resentment.

She would rather hand Lin Jiu'an over to Gilgamesh and watch him be defiled by him than let him fall into the hands of this despicable Morgan. However, Artoria could not bear to watch Irisviel die in front of her.

"She's for you, don't hurt Alice!"

Bagst walked over.

Capture Joan of Arc.

Bagstaff couldn't pull her over with his first attempt, so he had to use his strength again to finally hold Joan of Arc in his arms.

Artoria could only watch with resentment as Lin Jiu'an walked further and further away from her, as Morgan gave her a contemptuous smile, and as she and her three subordinates led him into a car and drove away.

Morgan?!

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The Radiant Composite Temple.

Osmandis sat high on his throne, gazing into Gilgamesh's bright red eyes.

The ground was littered with the corpses of various magical beasts, each pierced with a magical artifact, and even the corpses of many Sphinxes.

The sphinxes resurrected by the temple did not rush at her again, but instead surrounded her in the center.

"Gilgamesh."

Even someone as proud as her had to admit that the woman before her was indeed qualified to be on par with her, but that was all she was qualified to be.

“If you keep wasting your time with Yu, he’ll be snatched away by those people.”

Osmandis's indifferent voice carried a hint of annoyance.

After discovering that Lin Jiu'an had left the temple, she, Morgan, and Satya Aika stopped fighting and prepared to go find Lin Jiu'an. Then Gilgamesh went up to the temple, leaving her no one to go down and snatch Lin Jiu'an.

"That kind of man who is promiscuous, if he gets taken away, so be it, he'll still be mine in the end anyway."

"It's you."

Gilgamesh's crimson eyes revealed a tyrannical smile, and countless golden vortexes appeared behind him, from which hundreds of Noble Phantasms emerged, pointing at Osmandis.

"I'd like to see what kind of guy dares to call himself the 'King of Kings' in front of me."

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"Dream".

Since Sajo Aika got Jeanne pregnant, Lin Jiu'an has been in her dreams again.

The surrounding scenery has been transformed into a magnificent church filled with a sacred atmosphere.

Yusatis, dressed in a white bishop's robe, was now kneeling alone before the statue deep inside the church.

The bright moonlight shone through the stained-glass window onto her, and her devout and holy expression gave one the illusion that a holy goddess had returned.

Sensing Lin Jiu'an's presence, Yu Satis turned her head, revealing the alluring smile unique to the Black Grail.

"Master, you are back."

Lin Jiu'an walked behind her, his appearance shrinking to the same height as her kneeling in prayer, plus the difference of one step.

"Please return to your previous state."

Yusatis smiled knowingly.

She immediately reverted to her holy and virtuous appearance and began praying to the statue again.

As she prayed, she continued to recite prayers in a compassionate tone, showing mercy to all beings, including phrases like, "Lord, please give me the power to purify evil." This ignited a nameless anger within Lin Jiu'an.

While exercising, Lin Jiu'an asked, "How's the preparation going?"

"Yes, it's almost ready. We can start anytime."

Although Leticia is just a modern girl who is powerless to kill a chicken.

However, as a being who perfectly matches Joan of Arc in terms of spirit, physique, bloodline, personality, and magic, she can almost be said to be a modern version of the saint Joan of Arc. Not to mention that because of Joan of Arc's influence, she has a preconceived notion that "beasts" are evil, so it is completely impossible for him to corrupt Leticia through physical contamination.

Lin Jiu'an had just obtained the Nightmare Bloodline from Melly, which he could use on Leticia.

Now, in this dream.

It is still set in the world and era in which Leticia lives.

However, Leticia was not possessed by Joan of Arc, and instead possessed Yusatis, a famous saint of the Papacy.

Lin Jiu'an was quite curious to see what Joan of Arc looked like after her fall from grace.

However, it is impossible to corrupt Joan of Arc from a positive perspective. Unlike Artoria, who has the fatal weakness of wanting the Holy Grail and wanting to restore her kingdom, Joan of Arc is not only of noble character, but also has no worldly desires. And he is obviously not Sieg right now, so that Joan of Arc can fall in love at first sight.

The only way to break through Joan of Arc's defenses is through Leticia.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Lin Jiu'an looked at Yusatis, who was lying in front of the statue, grinning foolishly and drooling, and said, "Then let's begin."

"...Yes, Master."

Chapter Thirty-Five: Leticia's Dream (6K)

church.

As soon as Leticia entered, she saw Yusatis kneeling in prayer before the statue.

The saintess in white exuded a holy and radiant aura.

The moonlight seemed to fall solely for her, shining through the window and landing on her alone.

Leticia's eyes shone with longing as she respectfully asked, "Your Holiness, did you seek me out?"

"Letitia, you've arrived."

Yusatis slowly opened her beautiful eyes, stood up and looked at the nervous and uneasy Leticia, raising her hand with a smile.

"come over."

Leticia obediently walked up to Yusatis.

Yusatis gently stroked the girl's head, and as magic flowed into Leticia, she felt warm all over.

"Child, are you willing to dedicate your whole being to the Lord?"

"I do!" Leticia replied without hesitation.

"very good."

Yusatis smiled gently and turned to look at the statue bathed in sunlight: "Last night I received a revelation from the Lord. The Lord told me that in the near future, the heavens will send down a world-destroying flood."

"At that time, all life on earth will perish in that world-destroying flood."

Leticia had no doubt about the truth of what she said.

Countless events have proven that Eurythmus was a holy goddess who could receive "revelation" from the Lord and was able to foresee the future.