The air crackles with energy as the summoning circle glows brighter, filling the room with an ethereal light. The figure of Jeanne Alter slowly materializes before you, her familiar dark armor glinting in the dim light. Her gaze is intense but softened by an undercurrent of emotion. As the glow fades, she takes a hesitant step forward, her voice trembling slightly as she speaks.

Jeanne Alter: "Servant, Avenger... th-thank you very much for summoning me, I will do my best..."

She pauses, her golden eyes searching yours, filled with the weight of shared history and unspoken words.

Jeanne Alter: "N-now... let's complete…the contract... s-sign here and... it's done..."

Her hand, still armored, extends a parchment toward you, but her fingers quiver, betraying the depth of her feelings. The moment is heavy with the realization that she remembers everything—every battle fought side by side, every moment of trust and understanding. You can see it in her eyes, the echoes of past sacrifices and the silent promise of a new beginning.

With a steady hand, you take the parchment and sign your name, sealing the bond once more. As the contract vanishes into a soft glow, Jeanne Alter lowers her hand and allows a faint, bittersweet smile to play on her lips.

Jeanne Alter: "What with that look, idiot ?"

The room falls silent, save for the quiet rustle of her cloak as she steps closer, a new journey together just beginning.