Let’s turn our attention back to Artoria.

At this time, Artoria could no longer understand what Gilles de Rey wanted to express.

Saint Maiden?

Servant?

God?

These strange things obviously have nothing to do with her.

But Gilles de Ray believes that she is what he calls “Joan of Arc”.

Such arrogant and paranoid thoughts really disgusted Artoria….

“Aaa——!!!!!!a

“Abominable gods!”

“Arrogant god!”

“How dare to make my dear holy maiden so insane!”

“I will definitely not let you go!”

This time, Gilles de Rey’s voice was more excited than ever.

Ah——!

O poor holy maiden!

In order to save the country, while enduring the abuse and accusations of others in the flames, he prayed to his so-called “Lord” in order to keep the country safe.

But in the end….

What did she get in exchange?

Countless people smear and ridicule.

Countless people’s puzzlement and betrayal.

In the end, she could only be alone in the flames, painfully greeting the arrival of “death”….

“Zhen – De ——!”

Gilles de Ray called out the name with tears in his eyes.

That is the real name of the Holy Lady of France!

At this time, Artoria was simply as dazzling as Joan of Arc, and it came straight into the eyes of Gilles de Rey.

Let him not hesitate to go to the soup for it, and do whatever he wants!

“Fine… Off one’s head? ”

Hearing this, Artoria frowned, and her tone was also a little annoyed.

“You guy, you’ve been talking to yourself since the beginning, I’m not Joan of Arc!”

“Aaa——!!!!!!a

Hearing Artoria say this, Gilles de Ray burst into tears again.

“My poor holy maiden, please do not say that.”

“In Lower Gilles de Ray, I will definitely do my best to free you from the bondage of the gods!”

Artoria: “…”

Neuropathy!

Who is your holy maiden?

The old lady is a righteous Briton!

“Since you have already reported your name, as a knight, I naturally have no reason not to sign up.”

Artoria, who thought so, couldn’t help but clench the holy sword in her hand, looked at Gilles de Ray, who was standing in front of her crying wolf, and said in a serious tone: “My name is Artoria. Pendragon was the concubine of King Uther, King of Great Britain. ”

In this Holy Grail War, he appeared as the title of “Saber”. ”

At this moment, the atmosphere around Artoria became rigorous.

As a king, she is not afraid of any enemies.

Even if the enemy who appeared in front of her was a neurotic who could not even understand the “serious truth”.

“Ah——!”

However, this is really too “crazy” in the eyes of Gilles de Rey.

“It’s miserable!”

“It’s so pathetic!”

“Not only have you lost your memory, but you have also begun to go insane in the end…”

?

Gilles de Rey said, bowing his head sadly.

“Abominable…”

For a while, his body couldn’t help but tremble.

“Abominable!”

“Abominable!”

“Abominable!”

“Abominable!”

“Abominable!”

Gilles de Ray bent down and fisted his hands and smashed the ground with a crazy hammer.

“How cruel would God have to be to my beautiful holy maiden before he would give up!”

“You guy give me enough time, it’s really ugly!”

Seeing this, Artoria couldn’t help but scold: “Can you be considered a hero just like this!?” ”

“You should be a little sober!”

Hearing this, Gilles de Ray knelt down on his knees, and his face was full of strange smiles.

“Stop calling yourself ‘Saber,’ Joan of Arc. ”

“The Holy Grail War has been decided.”

That’s right.

In Gilles de Rey’s view, he no longer had to fight with others.

Because….

The Grail has chosen him!

He was chosen as a follower who came as Caster and held the Book of Lalaye – Gilles de Rey!

“If you have to ask why…”

Gilles de Ray’s eyes widened, and his arms were unconsciously raised high, facing straight into the sky.

“My only wish” to “resurrect Joan of Arc” has been fulfilled! ”

Gilles de Ray’s expression was extremely distorted at this moment.

His spirit!

His will!

And everything about him was completely distorted at this moment.

Not true….

More precisely, since Joan of Arc was burned at the stake, his spirit and will, and even everything he possessed, became abnormal.

He….

Obsessed with Joan of Arc.

And crazy because of Joan of Arc.

At this moment, he already had a definite answer in his heart.

The Holy Grail or something….

There is no need to compete with others anymore.

Because….

Already at the time of his arrival, the Grail had already fulfilled his wish.

– [Resurrect Joan of Arc]!

He!

Gilles de Rey!

is the one chosen by the Holy Grail!

“Boom ——!”

In the next second, a blow symbolizing strong wind pressure suddenly passed around Gilles de Ray.

Knocked down countless trees.

“Eh…”

Seeing this, Gilles de Ray raised his head and looked at the indifferent girl holding the invisible sword in front of him, and tilted his head in bewilderment.

“If you dare to continue to fool all our heroic wishes, I will not show mercy to the next sword.”

The twisted and crazy Gilles de Ray in front of her no longer deserves her respect.

“Okay, get up quickly!”

Artoria’s voice was extremely cold.

Obviously, she has now developed a certain degree of boredom with the strange behavior and mental abnormality in front of her.

“Have you closed your heart so closely, Joan of Arc…”

Gilles de Ray raised his head, slowly closed his eyes, and said with a painful face: “There is no way, since more rough treatment is required, then I will be prepared accordingly next time.” ”

Gil de Ray stood up, causing Artoria to subconsciously take a fighting stance.

“I swear, Joan of Arc.”

“I will surely free your soul from the curse of God.”

Gilles de Ray stretched out his hand and put it on his chest, bending slightly to Artoria and making an elegant aristocratic salute that did not match his image.

“Before that, please be patient a little longer…”

“O my Holy Daughter…”

Gilles de Rey said, sighing unwillingly.

His incomparably ugly body gradually turned into a shimmer and disappeared in the form of a spiritual form in Artoria’s eyes.

……



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