After coming into contact with Aika, she had even wondered for a time whether all the young women of the twenty-first century were like Aika.
Did she start disliking me?
Jeanne could not sense any hostility, malice, wariness, or anything of the sort in Aika's gaze, yet she still could not help thinking that way.
This wouldn't do.
She had to find a way to get along with Aika.
After all, both she and Aika were women who would silently support Artorius from behind the scenes...
No, no, no! She wasn't thinking about any of that nonsense!
She was a fair and impartial judge!
This was... right!
This was the moral concern of the supervisor of the Holy Grail War for a girl participating in the ritual!
Jeanne d'Arc, the understanding big sister, was going in!
Jeanne told the French girl Laeticia, whose body she was possessing, about her troubles.
During her time as Ruler, Laeticia had actually been silently observing the outside world all along.
Jeanne thought that, as a girl of the same age who lived in the same era as Aika, Laeticia ought to be able to help.
"You've got it wrong, Saint Lady... Aika should already be over twenty this year, right?"
"What! Is that so!?"
Jeanne was deeply shaken. After all, Aika's petite features and slender figure made her look like a girl of thirteen or fourteen.
In other words, Aika was actually older than both me and Laeticia? This...
Jeanne had once thought that Aika's intense feelings for Shirou were simply the possessiveness of a child toward a dependable, mature man.
But if she wasn't actually a child...
I see. Then the reason Aika disliked me was obvious.
She saw at a glance that I liked Artorius, didn't she?
"Hehe, have you finally admitted