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

More Noble Phantasms emerged from the void, and just as Gilgamesh was about to unleash them, he suddenly felt a surge of power erupt from within him.

That is…

The wound on my face just now.

Gilgamesh was startled. When he came to his senses, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw Kamana's equally beautiful, snow-white hand resting on his chest.

"This is…"

Gilgamesh's pupils contracted slightly.

Feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar power within his body, Gilgamesh suddenly realized something.

"So that's it."

Lin Jiu'an left his origin in this Holy Grail.

And He.

Has it already devoured a portion of Lin Jiu'an's essence?

Although she wasn't corrupted by Lin Jiu'an, he had thoroughly violated her several times before, and since she hadn't intended to erase the traces he left behind, she was ultimately affected by him.

While He, who devoured a portion of Lin Jiu'an's remaining essence within the Holy Grail, could not alter her will, He could still influence her through Lin Jiu'an's power.

and so…

"Let yourself fall."

Kamana’s joyful laughter rang out.

Gilgamesh, remembering this, was caught in the power of the Third Beast mixed with the Sixth Beast erupting within him when everything went black and he completely lost consciousness.

……

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully put Joan of Arc into the "Primary Fall" state and have received the reward "Saint".]

The black mud receded like the tide, revealing the true face hidden beneath.

The girl's beautiful blue eyes were blurred with tears, losing their former brilliance. Her once pure and resolute face was now streaked with tears, and her slightly parted cherry lips were murmuring something from time to time.

"No, not there, not at all..."

"I'm sorry, Leticia, I'm sorry, Lord, I'm so sorry..."

for a long time.

Suddenly, a strange sensation came from her abdomen. Joan of Arc's lifeless eyes regained a glimmer of light, and she slightly raised her eyes to look at her belly, which was already ten months pregnant.

Something seems to be about to emerge.

After a brief period of being unable to think or understand, Joan of Arc suddenly realized something, and fear showed on her tear-streaked face.

"No! No! No...wait?!"

A strong sense of unease surged from within her body, and Joan of Arc's resistance instantly turned into a wail, while the pupils that had been staring at her lower abdomen instantly shifted upwards to a point where they could no longer be seen in her exposed eyeballs.

Like a drowning person, Joan of Arc's pink lips were wide open in despair, her small, rosy tongue darting out from the confines of her mouth.

After a long time.

Only when the malfunction and irritation in her abdomen subsided did Joan of Arc gradually come to her senses, lowering her eyes to look at her abdomen with eyes that were completely blurred by tears.

A baby is crawling out from underneath, just now peeking out two chubby little hands and a head.

The feeling conveyed to Joan of Arc was not the extreme pain brought on by normal childbirth, but a very comfortable feeling that most girls never experience in their lives.

With her unwavering will, and having already experienced something dozens of times more intense—a cheese sandwich between two slices of bread—Joan of Arc wouldn't lose her composure.

And looking at him.

A complex expression appeared in Joan of Arc's eyes.

On a rational level, Joan of Arc felt she had to stop him no matter what, after all, he was the Sixth Beast capable of destroying the world, and his recent actions had proven him to be an untrustworthy little fellow.

But from an emotional perspective...

Thinking of the unparalleled pleasure she had just experienced, Joan of Arc felt a pang of reluctance. Of course, that was all she could do; at most, she would ask Joan to be gentle when she touched him, so as not to cause him too much pain.

But more than anything, it was Leticia's love for the other person. The perfect compatibility between the two made Jeanne unable to analyze her own emotions. If it weren't for the will of the Heroic Spirit, she would probably have been instantly influenced by Leticia and become a mother who deeply loved this monster.

In addition, the other party "produces" it from his own body.

The feeling of separation from one's own flesh and blood made Joan of Arc somewhat unsure how to face this boy who was, in a sense, her own child. To some extent, Joan of Arc did indeed treat him as her own child.

Motherly love and justice collided in Joan's mind, and as she watched Lin Jiu'an slowly crawl out, her face showed a complex mixture of maternal radiance and righteous hesitation, and she didn't know what to do.

While Joan of Arc hesitated, Lin Jiu'an had completely emerged from her body, and his body visibly grew from that of a newborn infant into a seven or eight-year-old boy, as if time had flown by rapidly.

"It's still not quite there."

Joan of Arc's abilities were quite good.

The Saint title allows him to choose an ability title and upgrade it by one level, and unlike Joan of Arc who could only choose one at a time, he can change it at any time.

It's like if he swallows someone.

If you encounter them again, with the added "sage" attribute, you can beat them so badly in a one-on-one fight that they'll question their existence.

However, Lin Jiu'an was still somewhat dissatisfied with the mere state of initial depravity. Turning to look at Joan of Arc, whose pure little face was streaked with tears and snot, a pitiful little girl completely different from the image of the resolute, noble, and unyielding saintess he had previously remembered, Lin Jiu'an revealed an evil smile.

Joan of Arc, still caught in a storm of inner turmoil, suddenly felt a sharp heat on her thigh. When she looked up, her beautiful eyes widened in shock, and her face showed a look of astonishment.

This, how is this possible?

Doesn't he defy normal human logic?

“I’m hungry, Mother Joan.”

Tears of fear welled up in Joan of Arc's eyes. Like a helpless little girl, she shook her head repeatedly and cried out, "No, no, I'm your... Waa ...

……

The Shajo family.

in the garden.

Sajou Aika sat on a bench in the garden, watching the white dove that landed on her arm. Her beautiful eyes reflected the dove's eyes, as if the scene from last night was playing out in her mind.

Jiu'an, her child, has been taken away again.

"Three times."

The first time was when he heard Miyamoto Musashi and the others say that Kyuan had been taken away by Morgan, and that he was no match for that woman at all.

The second time was when I watched Jiu'an being taken to the sky temple, while I was being dragged along by those sphinxes and low-level magical beasts and phantom beasts.

The third time, and the most heartbreaking one for her.

Even though she had already brought Jiu'an back to her side, she was powerless to help him, and could only watch helplessly as he was snatched away by another bad woman, right in front of her and right under her nose!

Finally, it fell into Morgan's hands!

"Jiu'an, Jiu'an..."

Just as Ayaka Sajou's hand tightened its grip, and Miss White Dove flapped her wings and cried out in vain, it was all in vain, and she was about to lose her life in her hands.

suddenly.

A massive surge of magical energy erupted from the center of Tokyo, spreading outwards. At the same time, Ayaka Sajou sensed that the barrier had enveloped the entire city of Tokyo.

"This is…?"

Sajō Aika looked in the direction of the Holy Grail, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She unconsciously loosened her grip on the white dove, letting it flap its wings and escape.

"hehe."

A girl's laughter suddenly rang out from beside her. Sajō Aika turned around and saw a stunningly beautiful woman with a voluptuous and tall figure, white hair, and red eyes standing not far from her.

"Sajo Ai Uta."

Looking at the indifferent-looking girl, Kama's lips curled into a bewitching smile.

"Do you want power?"

……

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully put "Joan of Arc" into the "Intermediate Fall" state and have received the reward "Revelation".]

"No, you can't, I'm yours..."

Joan of Arc stared blankly at the sky, tears welling in her eyes—it was hard to tell whether they were from regret for her wrongdoing or simply a reflection of her flushed, dreamy face.

It is obvious that she, who can only mutter unconscious words now, has completely lost her rationality because of something.

"Tsk, only intermediate-level degeneration?"

Although he is still some distance from being completely corrupted, Lin Jiu'an is quite satisfied with the result. Now that he has reached this point, Joan of Arc will not be as stubborn as before when facing him.

Just as Lin Jiu'an was about to slip away to check on the situation outside, a magical force suddenly spread out from the very center of Tokyo.

"this?"

Sensing the aura that contained his own power and was no longer concealed, Lin Jiu'an frowned deeply.

That's right.

That's a beast!

It's still a beast that somehow devoured the source of the Greater Grail that it left in Tokyo!

This guy wants to devour me?

Lin Jiu'an's expression turned ugly, but now that the other party had obviously prepared everything, it was impossible to stop them. The most urgent task was to increase his strength and win over more forces.

Thinking about it, Lin Jiu'an looked at Joan of Arc, whose eyes were lifeless as she stared at the ceiling, still unconsciously trembling and muttering to herself, and his gaze gradually turned fierce.

He slapped her hard on the taillight.

"Ugh?!"

Joan of Arc regained some consciousness, and her unfocused eyes regained some of their sparkle. She looked up at him with a somewhat aggrieved expression, as if asking, "Why did you hit me?"

Having just been completely conquered by Lin Jiu'an again, and with the feeling of flesh and bone separating as he crawled out of her womb further amplifying the impact on Leticia, she now has almost no hostility towards Lin Jiu'an.

"it was all your fault!"

Lin Jiu'an slapped her again, justifying his actions.

Clearly, the reason things have developed to this point is inseparable from this woman. If she hadn't tried to kill him the moment they met and then sealed him away, he wouldn't have wasted so much time.

but.

Killing is definitely out of the question, unless the other party does something too outrageous. Otherwise, Lin Jiu'an generally doesn't have the habit of killing beautiful women. Since things have come to this, let's take advantage of the enemy's attack to squeeze all the rewards out of her first.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Joan of Arc didn't know what he was saying; she could only sob and apologize.

"If 'sorry' was enough, what would be the point of having police?"

"Then, what are you going to do?"

Joan of Arc's eyes already held a hint of pity. Now, her body was limp and her maternal instincts were surging. All she wanted was for the forgiveness of the baby who held such a significant place in her heart.

"Mom will do anything if you can forgive her."

"doing what?"

Lin Jiu'an revealed an evil smile.

"Of course we'll do it!"

"Oh?! No, that's not allowed! This is the only thing you can't do! I'm yours... Oh?!"

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Artoria: Morgan, you deserve to die!

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully put "Jeanne d'Arc" into the "Advanced Corruption" state. You have received the reward "Anti-Magic Power".]

"Arno."

Leticia's anxious voice echoed in Lin Jiu'an's mind.

"If this continues, you'll ruin Miss Joan of Arc, won't you?"

The faint murmur that had been uttered earlier had completely disappeared from Joan of Arc's lips.

With lifeless eyes, drool at the corners of her mouth, and her rosy tongue sticking out shamefully, this was what Joan of Arc looked like now. Lin Jiu'an didn't even know how many times she had fainted. But no matter how hard he tried, starting from the "advanced depravity," she just wouldn't "completely degenerate," which gave him a headache.