Ever since coming to this world and possessing the [Stigmata], Souya had been pondering several questions in his mind. What was the meaning of his coming here? What should he do? What should he become? And where should he go?
He was not a hot-blooded idiot with a big heart. Although he had lived in the 21st century and had been influenced by many transmigration, rebirth, and 2D fanfictions, when something like transmigration happened to him, he would not be like those cliché protagonists who, as soon as they came over, accepted this experience of going from one world to another. After all, no matter how you look at it, a miracle-like thing like traveling through worlds and parallel worlds would not just randomly happen to a 21st-century NEET, right?
In JoJo, this was the Stand of the final boss of the seventh part, the great president. In the Type-Moon universe, it even belonged to the category of the [Second Magic], an exclusive skill of the top-tier combat power, Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg. He had never believed in things like a pie falling from the sky. Everything that was to happen or had already happened had a reason and a cause. Many things had already been marked with a price by fate before they had even begun.
So he firmly believed that his transmigration was by no means a luck without any reason. There must be something hidden behind it. And the appearance of those nine paths and the so-called [Stigmata] undoubtedly explained something.
"You, child, believer, path, saint."
On the day after he had awakened his Stigmata, when he had prayed and asked those questions, he had heard that voice. While obtaining the ability of [Revelation], he had also understood his future.
Become a saint, and then go to heaven.
So the reason I came to the Type-Moon universe is because of the pigeon? He saw me in another world, felt that I was his long-lost child, so he specially brought me, who was living a difficult life, over from there, and then raised me to be a saint?
Although it was a bit ridiculous, after hearing that voice, he inexplicably acknowledged this fact. Although he clearly understood that he did not believe in religion before, and had even often made dark jokes about the pigeon, in the end, he had inexplicably accepted this fact.
Then, after determining the goal of [Saint] and [Going to Heaven], what should he do? First, he excluded the matter of finding a blonde friend and then stabbing himself with an arrow from his hand. After thinking about it, he decided, why not ask the magical Lord Pigeon.
Then he only got two sentences.
"Walk the path" and "witness."
The pigeon is a classic riddle-maker.
After receiving the revelation, he quickly began to think about it. "Walk the path" was very obvious. It was to let him walk all nine of the white stone paths in his dream. After all, this thing, from the looks of it, should also have been given by the pigeon. And the number nine was closely related to saints in the Bible. The conclusion was self-evident.
And the latter sentence, "witness," made him a little confused. And it wasn't until later, when he met his foster brother, Shirou Kotomine (Amakusa), and knew that what was going to happen was the plot of Fate/Apocrypha, that he felt he seemed to have grasped something.
Amakusa Shirou, the unfinished saint, Fate/Apocrypha, Jeanne, the saintess, the accomplished saint, himself, the holy son, witness, become a saint. The answer seemed to be obvious. And when he used Revelation again to confirm this question and got an affirmative answer, he understood what he should do.
And this was also the reason why he would appear before Jeanne in this way. Although it was a bit unexpected because of Amakusa's assignment, this did not hinder his plan. After all, according to normal circumstances, even if he were to make a move on Jeanne and Morgan could also ignore the Command Spells in the country girl's hand, but to forcefully kill the Ruler, who had the strongest survival ability, under the hands of the Black side's Saber, this was really not something that just a doppelganger of Morgan could do in a few hours.
Then he felt it was better to just follow his own plan. And the facts were indeed smooth. Jeanne, who had originally been a little wary and vigilant towards him, was suddenly stunned after seeing the Stigmata on the back of his neck.
"You are the current holy son?!"
"Mmm... to be precise, I have the makings of a saint. Although I personally feel that the title of holy son is not wrong."
Hearing this, he shrugged his shoulders, then quickly put his clothes on again. His every move now was in Morgan's eyes. With his wife's suppression, he had to restrain himself a little.
"Makings of a saint?"
Hearing this, Jeanne was slightly stunned. But after recalling the feeling of seeing that Stigmata just now, she was suddenly silent. Just that mark was enough to explain everything. But soon, she associated something with this sentence and frowned as she looked at him. "Then, your reason for participating in this great war and your appeal to the Holy Grail is because of this?"
After speaking, before he could answer, this holy girl with a golden braided ponytail said righteously to him, "If your purpose in coming to find me this time is to seek my help and shelter through the relationship of being fellow believers of the Lord, then I'm afraid I cannot comply. As the Holy Grail's referee who has descended as a Ruler, my duty is to protect the normal progress of the Holy Grail War and to ensure that it will not affect others and that there will be no cheating. So, I will not help you!"
"Do you think I'm that kind of person?" Hearing this, he was slightly stunned, and then a little speechless. You're afraid I'll cheat, I'm afraid you'll blow a black whistle!
Although in a normal Holy Grail War, it was the norm for a Master to do all sorts of things that were detrimental to morality and violated the rules for the sake of victory. But he was different. He was neither a magus, nor did he have any appeal to the so-called Holy Grail, so her worry was completely unnecessary.
"Then why did you show me your identity?" Seeing that his purpose was not what she had thought, she was suddenly even more confused. She looked at the youth before her who was shouldering the same heavenly mandate as her with some hesitation, and inexplicably became a little curious about him.
And hearing this, he just chuckled lightly. "Actually, I wanted to ask you a question."
"A question?" Jeanne was puzzled.
"Yes, a question about saints." With that said, a light flashed in his blue eyes, and he slowly said, "Miss Jeanne, as the holy girl who was recognized by my Lord a hundred years ago, who established the name of a saint and returned to heaven after death, I would like to ask you, what exactly does it take to be considered a saint?"
"What it takes to be a saint..." Hearing his question, she was suddenly stunned. She subconsciously wanted to answer him with answers such as love, salvation, and compassion. But upon seeing his eyes, she was suddenly silent.
Are these answers correct?
Looking at the youth's clear and with an inexplicable meaning eyes, she couldn't help but start to think about this question. But he, as if he had long expected that she couldn't give a definite answer right away, just said with a light laugh, "You don't have to answer me in such a hurry, Miss Jeanne. For the answer to this question, I actually want to see you answer me with your actions more."
"Answer... with my actions..." Hearing his words, she originally wanted to seriously think about what he meant by these words, but suddenly, as if she had sensed it, she raised her head and looked ahead.
She saw that the road that should have been illuminated by street lights every once in a while had at some unknown point become completely dark. The mountains and fields were terrifyingly quiet. Even the chirping of insects in the forest had ceased. Everything seemed to be enveloped by darkness.
"An ambush!"
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