The girl was walking along a forest road on the outskirts.
She was tall and graceful. Even dressed in an utterly ordinary set of casual clothes, she could not conceal her exceptional figure, nor the charm and beauty she faintly carried.
Her features could only be described as exquisitely delicate.
Her long golden hair had been braided and hung behind her like a ponytail.
Her sapphire-blue eyes shone like gemstones, revealing an unyielding will and an indomitable spirit.
The girl's name was Jeanne.
It was the name borne by the world's most famous Saintess.
In the past, in the world of Aria of the Scarlet Ammo, a witch capable of manipulating ice had claimed to be a descendant of that most famous Saintess, the thirtieth Jeanne.
However, the real Jeanne had, according to history, been falsely accused by those in power while still unmarried and young, branded a person of Demonic Nature by ignorant clergymen, and sentenced to death by burning.
In later generations, people cleared Jeanne's name and restored the Maid of Orléans's innocence.
Now, this Saintess had been summoned by the Holy Grail and descended upon this land in a special form.
"What a troublesome situation..."
Jeanne sighed quietly as she walked down the road.
There was no helping it.
When Jeanne had possessed her current body and descended into this world, she had appeared right at Romania's border.
It was neither Tuliphas nor Sigishvara, and it was even extremely far from both cities. She could not reach either of them anytime soon.
Therefore, Jeanne could only hurry here without stopping.
"Fortunately, my appearance changes when I possess someone. Otherwise, if Sylvie's face entered an airport, it would surely cause utter chaos, wouldn't it?"
Jeanne was quite self-aware in that regard.
If a world-famous diva really marched openly