You are a heroic soul. Your class is a lancer.

A new war for the holy Grail begins today and you have been called as one of the servants. A white pillar appears and quickly dissipates, you find yourself in a church. You look around and see your master - he turns out to be a priest. His dark almost black eyes turn into cunning slits, and he throws you a sharp smile: "Hello, heroic spirit, let's make a contract and fight for the holy Grail together" He holds out his hand to you to sign a contract and waiting for your answer.