What is the role of a Ruler?
A judge who maintains strict neutrality and does not deviate from fairness. One must not reveal any personal desires or ambitions.
But... she is currently very troubled.
'Just do it?'
'What are you saying, Laeticia...'
'I give permission, you know? Honestly... I think it's a great opportunity too, is it not okay?'
'You're still a student...!'
'Many of my classmates these days have done it too. It's because you don't know about modern times, Miss Jeanne.'
'That may be so but...'
'Look at that.'
Jeanne conversed with Laeticia, who spoke in her heart. She looked where Laeticia mentioned, and there was Fergus nursing Medb, who was still being detoxified.
"Here, Medb. Aah~"
"Aah~♡"
'Can you endure that?'
"....."
Jeanne could say nothing in response to Laeticia's words. Laeticia, a good-natured country girl, also had modern tendencies. Jeanne shook her head and maintained her reason.
'No matter what, that's a bit much...'
'Saint... They're trying to feed it to you, so why not just accept it? Honestly, I'd like a pretty boy like Mr. Fergus too...'
'Laeticia...!'
'I'm also at an age interested in sex! I'm not a saint like you, Miss Jeanne, I'm just a teenage girl! They say kids these days are precocious, right!?'
'Even so, this isn't it... Even if the others give permission, as a saint, I have dignity, and as a human, making the first move isn't right!'
'Miss Artoria made the first move too.'
'... Still, that's different!'
'You're too stubborn... Last time, you saw his defenseless state and got my body all wet...'
'I-I'm sorry about that!'
'Since we're sharing anyway, can't we just do it once? You get a husband, Miss Jeanne, and I get a beautiful midsummer night's dream. A soul wedding ceremony? That kind of thing exists, right? That's it.'
'Aren't you being too carefree, Laeticia!?'
'Saint... I've already been defeated by a pretty boy with kind eyes. Just admit it. Aren't our personalities essentially fused right now?'
'That may be so...'
While Jeanne desperately suppressed her desires... before she knew it, Fergus had disappeared.
"Huh? Where's Mr. Fergus?"
"Hm? Astolfo came to visit, so he went to greet him?"
"Rider? Why would she be here..."
"She said she came to see Sieg."
"Ah, I see..."
Only Medb and Jeanne were in the room, and Jeanne hurriedly left the room, worried Medb might try to seduce her again. Medb thought it was only a matter of time anyway and found Jeanne, who couldn't be honest with herself, simply adorable.
"Oh my, why are you rushing out in such a hurry?"
"Miss Medea... what is that?"
"A figure."
Medea was now openly making a figure in the living room without hiding her hobby. She had a bump on her head, and what she was making was an Artoria figure.
"A figure of Miss Artoria...?"
"Isn't it cute? Should I make one of you too? You're cute."
"... No, it's okay."
Medea, true to being Fergus's wife, didn't discriminate by gender. She was very Greek. Well, originally, in ancient times, which was even before Jeanne's time, homosexuality was a common theme. So much so that there's even a chronicle of King Arthur where Gawain was in unrequited love with Lancelot and wished he were a woman...
"I heard Rider came, where is she?"
"She...? Oh, you don't know. She went to bathe with Lord Fergus. You know the underground water Deirdre discovered yesterday? The bath made there."
"..... Mixed bathing!?"
"Mixed bathing... You really have no eye? How could such a cute child possibly be a girl?"
"What kind of crazy talk is that..."
"In Greece, there are many cases where men are prettier than women? Ganymede, Zeus's boy, is a prime example. Lord Fergus is like that too, right?"
"Eh..."
Jeanne began to doubt if her own common sense was correct after Medea's words. Hearing about them bathing, Jeanne became somewhat interested. She wanted to confirm whether Astolfo was really a man or if Medea was joking. Whether it was mixed bathing or men bathing together...
'You're more excited than I am.'
'That's not it! I, I'm just checking for inappropriate heterosexual contact, that is, whether it's infidelity or not!'
'Sure, sure...'
Jeanne secretly entered the bathhouse changing room and peeked through a crack after slightly opening the door.
"I see~ So Sieg-kun is doing well? My Master seemed angry because of Sieg-kun."
"Don't worry. I'm here."
The two were enjoying a bath while chatting. Without realizing it, Jeanne instinctively looked at their lower halves...
Despite both having the appearance of pretty boys so beautiful one could believe they were girls, their lower halves contained a massive elephant... a monster.
Jeanne felt the universe... quickly and quietly closed the door, left the changing room, and went to her own room.
Jeanne then blushed and covered her face. She tried her best to calm her burning face and pounding heart...
No matter how hard she tried to forget, she couldn't erase the memory of their imposing artillery. The massive pillar reminiscent of a siege battering ram from the war.
Then Laeticia spoke to Jeanne.
'How many times in my life do you think I'll have the chance to see a man that big! If it's going to be like this, give my body to me! Honestly, with a man like that, even my parents would approve! Since you're doing it with my body anyway! You're the one getting married as the Saint, and this is also a kind of deception!'
"No, that wasn't my intention..."
'I thought of something good to say. Just do that. Let's start by asking Mr. Fergus, who just came out of the bath, on a date? I mean, using consultation about the Holy Grail War as an excuse to go into town.'
"Hmm..."
'And then go straight to a hotel.'
'Laeticia...!'
Jeanne's head ached because of Laeticia, who was too honest and bold. Even though Jeanne had a teenage girl's heart as a reincarnation, as a modern person, she was certainly different.
'Now, now, don't be like that... We don't have much time left, do we? From what I've seen, the "fated other" Miss Medb or Miss Artoria mentioned seems to be either Miss Rider or Mr. Sieg. What will you do?'
"... Fate."
The word they kept emphasizing—fate cannot be changed. Jeanne agonized over that fact... Then, Jeanne finished her thoughts and waited in front of the changing room door...
The door opens. Finding it hard to make eye contact, she speaks with her head bowed...
"Um, I have something I want to talk about... Could you come to town with me for a bit?"
"Huh? Town? Is it a date?"
"......?"
She had spoken thinking Fergus had come out, but the one who actually came out was a spaced-out, naked Astolfo passing through the changing room.
"...."
Jeanne thought she had been needlessly nervous, and her pointless anger turned toward him.
"Wh, wh, why...."
"Please put some clothes on, Rider...!"
Astolfo collapsed and fell over. And Jeanne immediately used La Pucelle to materialize Astolfo's clothes. She wasted a Command Spell on a truly pointless thing.
Fergus, who came out dressed afterwards, discovered Astolfo collapsed in front of him.
"What in the world..."
Fergus, who sensed through his Eye of the Mind that he had been hit with a groin kick, felt sorry for him.
"Um, what happened, Jeanne...?"
"... I have something to discuss, would you come to my room for a moment?"
"Ah, yes..."
Forget dates and all that, Jeanne decided to give up and have a serious talk about the Holy Grail War. Laeticia inside such Jeanne sighed.
"That's how you should do it there."
"I see... I understand."
"Yes. Ah, by the way, is it true that Jeanne can't write?"
"Ah... I can only write my name. If I hand it over to Laeticia for a while, it's possible, but..."
"So Jeanne can't write. Can you read?"
"...."
"Hmm, then should I teach Jeanne how to write?"
"Writing?"
"Yes."
Jeanne now had another thing to do together. She was seriously considering whether to refuse or not... Then, her mouth started moving on its own.
"There's one more thing I'm curious about. Laeticia is wondering, can a heroic spirit get pregnant?"
"Huh? ... No? Whether male or female, getting pregnant or impregnating someone is impossible. Well... they say it might be possible with primordial runes, but that shouldn't be done. It would mess up the family tree, and who would take responsibility if a child were born now?"
As her mouth moved suddenly against her will, Jeanne realized in an instant that Laeticia had jumped out as an assist due to her weakened mental state and panicked. And then...
"Then... Mr. Fergus, do you want to impregnate me?"
".......... Huh?"
'Laeticia...!!!'
'I leave the rest to you.'
Jeanne was horrified, wondering how to clean up this mess...
"I, impregnation... It's troubling if you suddenly say something like that... I have, wives, you know..."
"............"
Snap...!
Finally, Jeanne's thread of reason snapped.
Jeanne then overpowered Fergus with strength and pinned him down. She had become a Berserker who had lost her reason, and Fergus tried to resist... but it was impossible.
There is a saying. The one being acted upon can resist with three times their strength. And conversely, the one acting gains seven times their strength...
And so, the holy maiden disappeared. Only the holy nymphomaniac remained there...