Jeanne saw the key figures of tonight's banquet gathering and reluctantly set down the roast chicken before coming over to Shirou.
"Thank you all very much for your hospitality—"
The Ruler's polite pleasantries were interrupted halfway through by Shirou.
"What are you planning to do next?
Now that you've lost both Lancer and Saber, you've even lost ownership of the Holy Grail.
The Thousandth Tree Clan has no way to stand against the "Red" faction anymore, right—
Are you going to send an envoy to surrender to the Mage's Association? I don't think they'll accept."
"Who do you think took our Holy Grail in the first place...? We can set that aside for now. The Kaiser Family hasn't given up on the Holy Grail War."
Fiore emphasized with a resolute expression that they had not yet suffered total defeat.
"I heard Uncle Darnic say that Caster's Noble Phantasm was an A-rank Anti-Army Noble Phantasm. If that's true, then we should still have plenty of ways to continue fighting."
"But relying on only that—"
"Be quiet."
Fiore raised her index finger to silence her younger brother, then extended her hand toward Shirou with an affectionate smile.
"There's no need to doubt it anymore. You are the strongest Heroic Spirit in this Holy Grail War.
Ancestor King of Britain and Savior of Paradise, Arthur Pendragon—
Holy Sword Wielder, have you ever considered letting the Kaiser Family depend on you as well?"
"Whoa, you're actually saying 'depend on you'...? That's incredibly shameless! Don't you have even the slightest sense of shame?"
Mordred, who always spoke his mind, couldn't help commenting.
"..."
Jeanne actually supported Shirou forming an alliance with the "Black" faction. Otherwise, she would not have deliberately followed him here.
But—
When she saw another young woman taking the initiative to show