The Endless Shuttle

She read the information from the information, the golden pupil turned to Marpel, and asked faintly.

"What does Sister Marpel think?"

"Apply to the headquarters urgently for additional manpower." Marpel said: "After all, it involves the Magic Association and the Clock Tower, our number is still too small..."

"turn down."

Karen's decisive refusal made Marpel frowned.

Sister "Aldaisia ​​"trainee", please recognize your identity. You can serve as a temporary commander, just because you are blood relatives of the priest of Yanfeng and know more about Fuyuki City. "

"But I am still an agent appointed by your grandfather, am I?"

The silver-haired girl stood up, she was obviously petite, but her eyes had an inexplicable majesty that could not be ignored.

"My grandfather dedicated his life to this city and mission. You are already at the limit. He doesn't want outsiders to interfere with the situation in Fuyuki City-no matter what the reason."

"……I understand."

The ranks are different, and the priest of the Eighth Secret Relic Society is far from being offended by an ordinary nun. Even if Marpel's request was reasonable, she would have nothing to say if Karen firmly opposed it.

The older nun withdrew from the room.

Karen stood up, pushed the closed window aside, and watched the noisy battlefield hidden under the calm underneath the high platform.

Where she can't see, the ancient heroes are fighting for their lives, splashing blood to pursue the sacred cup that fulfills all wishes, right?

"I really want to see..."

She whispered, her eyes turned to the back of her bandaged hand.

Untie the bandage, the scarlet spell has been missing two strokes.

As one of the masters accidentally selected by the Holy Grail, it should have been a pretty good experience for her to sign a contract with Joan of Arc, who has a peculiar rank.

But the saint of France somehow disappeared strangely on the night of the second day of the Holy Grail War, and there is still no news until tonight. On the way, Karen also used two magic spells to call her to return to her forcibly, but they all entered the sea like a clay cow, without movement.

The contract is still there, it doesn't look like it was killed...

After thinking for a while, Karen, who couldn't come to a conclusion, gave up thinking about Joan of Arc's anomaly.

She doesn't have that free time now.

Compared with the accidental master duties, her real work is where she needs to be headaches. Before dawn, Karen must process the paired documents on the table and hand them to the priests and nuns under her, so as to gradually deviate from common sense in this city. Restored to its original appearance.

——!

Not long after sitting back in the chair, her concentration was interrupted by a sudden noise.

Footsteps.

Raising his head, the magical fluorescent light gathered in Karen's sight, gradually revealing the appearance of a girl.

With a retro dress, blonde hair, dark blue eyes, and braids, the Saintess of France, who had disappeared for a few days, returned to her master's side, with a look of fatigue visible to the naked eye.

Karen looked at Joan quietly for a while, and then began to deal with the things in her hands.

"Rare, Miss Joan, I thought you had forgotten my Master. Sure enough, as I said, the Saintess and the little apprentice nun are not a very suitable combination."

"Sorry, Karen. I had a little trouble before and it was difficult to get out."

Ignoring Karen's sarcasm, Jeanne let out a sigh of relief after placing something on the chair beside her, and her face looked better.

"Oh, is that so. It seems that the task is not going well..."

Karen glanced at the things on the chair.

That is something that should have no relationship with the ancient heroes-the silver suitcase.

It is very modern, with a very strange black pattern, and even a slight heartbeat sound when you listen carefully. It's such a weird thing.

"What's that?" she asked.

"Holy Grail." Jeanne replied briefly.

"...What is stored in that box is what is to be fought for in this Holy Grail War?"

"To be precise, it is the prototype and the key." Joan said uncertainly.

She was originally a girl in the country, and she had no idea about magic. She could only speculate based on the "revelation" and the knowledge given by the Holy Grail.

"I remember you said that your duty is not to fight for the Holy Grail? So why did you bring this thing back?"

"A lot of reasons..."

The saint girl sighed sadly.

She wanted to complete her mission, but she didn't expect that the enemy's strength was far beyond her imagination. Not to mention killing demons, even the protector of demons, the reincarnated Indratian could not be the enemy, and was imprisoned in shame.

But somehow, the weird rope that bound her tonight suddenly disappeared. With no one in the resident, Joan learned that the Little Holy Grail was there with the help of "revelation", and she took it out without any time to think about it.

In this way, no matter what the evil demon and the emperor are planning, they can put off their frantic pace for a while, so that she can get time to think carefully about how to deal with this "distortion".

"All in all, the current situation is very bad. Karen, if you can do it, I hope you can evacuate the residents of this city, otherwise there may be more terrible disasters in the future."

"Of course I can't do this kind of thing. Does the saint think I am you?"

Karen refused without hesitation.

To evacuate the population of a city, I am afraid that this kind of action can only be achieved by a national-level order.

"Besides, before you make such an excessive request, shouldn't you tell me the poor lord a little bit of the truth?"

"In this Holy Grail War, there are not only heroic spirits, but even demons and pagan gods are attracted. The distortions they cause will continue to expand and eventually flood the city."

"..."

Karen's expression froze for a while.

She may not be able to understand what Joan meant by "a heretic god", but the evil spirit immediately reminded her of the terrible encounter before the Holy Grail War began.

If it weren't for that incident, Karen would not lose her free body.

"It sounds really bad."

The expression of the silver-haired nun returned to normal in an instant.

"But to solve this is your mission, Lord Saint? It's not a good choice to embarrass a trainee nun who has just taken over the duties of her grandfather."