Joan of Arc paid no attention to Night Raid's gazes. A blazing fire was burning in her heart as well.
Every battle fought on the battlefield left behind indelible sins.
And this kind of slaughter—
Even a Saintess would be furious.
At a glance, there were at least a hundred corpses, yet there was hardly any foul smell in the room. Clearly, this place had been carefully maintained. It was even cleaner than a slaughterhouse.
Apart from the girl, only a boy on the other side was still alive.
He, too, was suffering from deadly poison.
Artoria had no particularly powerful healing methods. She merely used a Red Potion to keep him alive. Yet he stared wide-eyed, completely unconcerned about his own condition, keeping his eyes fixed on the companion he had thought had long since died.
She's alive!
She really survived!
Iyeyasu grinned as though he wanted to laugh. Although he was already extremely weak, he still managed to smile.
Because he knew.
The perseverance he and Sayu had held on to had finally brought them hope.
But after he smiled, the Flames of Vengeance suddenly ignited in his chest.
It was at this moment.
The Badges of Artoria and Joan of Arc suddenly trembled.
Their expressions changed slightly.
The Badges' tremors did not mean that Iyeyasu and Sayu had already become Reserve Members. Rather, they indicated that the two possessed the potential to become Reserve Members and issued mission branches they could freely choose from.
When a lifeform with the potential to become a Reserve Member is discovered, helping it strengthen its wishes and convictions and grow into a Reserve Member qualified for membership will grant a reward of two Level 4 Chest qualifications per person.
There was a mission like this?
Joan of Arc and Artoria seemed