Ryuudou Temple.
It was a temple outside Miyama Town, built halfway up Mount Enzou. It was also the site of Fuyuki City's leyline.
"Are we really going to find anyone waiting here?" Roland lay with his head on Jeanne d'Arc's lap, looking miserable. He was itching to go out and stir up trouble, but Jeanne d'Arc had made him wait here for the enemy to come to them. It was wearing him out—no, boring him to death.
"Weren't you the one who said someone would definitely come because the leyline was here?" Jeanne d'Arc pressed Roland's head into her chest. "What, is spending time with me that boring?"
"Yep." Roland nodded.
"You really have the nerve to say that." Jeanne d'Arc abruptly tightened her grip.
"Mmmph, mmmph—"
"Oh, someone really did come." Jeanne d'Arc stood up, hauling Roland along.
"Oh? Who?" Roland asked.
"The class looks like Saber, and the true name is—Gilles de Rais?" Jeanne d'Arc activated [True Name Discernment]. "I didn't expect to run into an old acquaintance."
"Then let's go meet him."
"Mm."
The two went to Ryuudou Temple's mountain gate, where they found an armored Servant with extraordinarily large eyeballs.
"Aaaaaah! Jeanne!" Gilles de Rais dropped to his knees. "At last, we meet again!"
"Are you sure this isn't the Caster version of the Marshal?" Roland blinked.
"He does seem to be Saber." Jeanne d'Arc looked puzzled too.
"Oh, a child—such a pure child. Oh, oh, oh, Jeanne—you should hate me. I betrayed God's loving kindness. You could never forgive me. You are more devoted to God than anyone!" Upon seeing Roland, Gilles de Rais couldn't help laughing. "Jeanne, if you truly wish to save this child's life—"
"Gilles, I suggest you reconsider your choice of words," Jeanne d'Arc said wearily. Two fingers shot out like