[center][h1][color=purple] Christelle Proulx [/color] [/h1][/center]

She summoned someone from the Caster Class? Gross. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. She didn't want to use magic like those Heathens, so why did she have to summon a Caster?! She would have taken a Berserker, or Rider, or Archer, or Lancer, or Saber! How was she supposed to stop the Holy Grail from falling into the hands of these heathens?!

It is okay, calm down Christelle. She still used a cross, right? So maybe she summoned an Apostle, like John or Peter. Or maybe it was a Saint who performed miracles, like Benedict or Patrick. She still had a chance to win this war! Of course she did! God was on her side! With him, how could she fail?!

Wait, what did he say his name was? Dante Alighieri? Why did that name sound so familiar. . .

Shit.

He was that guy who wrote the original self-insert fanfic! He is the author of the Divine Comedy! There is nothing too religious about him! He wasn't an almighty warrior, or a Saint! He is nothing more than a stupid author! God, why did you forsaken her?! How could you abandon a good Catholic girl like her?!

It'll be okay, Christelle. You're still going to win. Just work with him, and then kill every Master. Pretend Archer's don't exist.

". . . I used a cross given to me by some Merchant. He told me that it was held by some of the greatest Catholic Warriors. Obviously, he was a swindler. He will be harshly punished once this war is over. "