This is My Holy Grail Battle

Unable to beat her, Joan mobilized her authority.

"In the name of the command spell, step back, Saber." The command spell hidden behind his back flashed slightly, and the rebellious black swordsman gave a sudden pause.

The black Saber's body was trembling, she stepped forward, but under the restraint of the command spell, she made a move of retreating.Joan of Arc saw Saber gritted her teeth angrily, furious, and her unwillingness was beyond words.

"Use the command spell to command it, go forward, Saber!" The black swordsman's retreating foot hadn't landed, and he changed direction abruptly.

"In the name of the Command Seal..." Joan gave the command again, and another voice came again.

"Order the curse..."

Joan of Arc has two command spells for each follower, and every time she uses one, the other party cancels one.

Following the sound, Joan discovered that Amakusa Shiro Shizhen Shizhen slowly walked into the obsidian-built church.He raised the back of his hand, the shallow traces of the three command spells were still clearly visible.

Ruler, Tokisada Amakusa Shiro.

Although Amakusa's Command Spell has canceled out Joan's Command Spell, and he is no longer able to help the Black Saber, Amakusa himself cannot be ignored.

The adjudicator who controlled most of the red team's combat power entered here. He is not an ordinary master, but a servant who has been fleshed out.Amakusa's own combat strength is roughly equivalent to that of a cavalry servant, and Joan of Arc can't do it against Saber alone, let alone the two of them.

The uninjured Black Saber's sword edge was sharp and flashing with cold light, Joan of Arc now found that she was already at a disadvantage.

The energy of the command spell is still rolling in Saber's body, before the swordsman recovers.Joan pointed the spear point at Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

Joan of Arc, who was in danger, took the initiative to break the situation, and now the two different Command Spells are rolling in the body of the Black Saber.Although Joan's Command Seal was cancelled, the chaotic flow of magic power bought her a fleeting opportunity.

She rushed forward with a stride, but suddenly found a red-haired servant standing in front of her.

Red caster, William Shakespeare.

Without speaking or making a sound, the playwright from England opened the book with a brown cover in his hand.

The pages of the book were rolling in Caster's hands, and he smiled at Joan and said, "The moment of the performance has come, here should be thunderous applause!"

This is a treasure!The surrounding earth seemed to be spinning, and Caster Shakespeare spoke plausibly.

The world changed suddenly, and it was no longer that magnificent palace.

This is a burning plain, surrounded by terrible flames!

There were heart-piercing cries everywhere, Joan of Arc stood at a loss for a while, only to see the painful faces of the people around her.

The elderly, women, the wounded, children.Unarmed people surrounded the vicinity, all behind the fierce fire!

The flames are burning, and the earth is desolate.Countless miserable people cast their eyes on Joan of Arc, and the mournful soldier wiped his tears.The armor that was once bright has long been dilapidated, with dents everywhere, and even the weapons have been bent and no longer sharp.

The flames burned relentlessly, and the green farmland was burned, leaving only a piece of desolate ashes and thick smoke that covered the sky.

The surrounding flames and heat burned Joan's heart.Under the sad moonlight, it's icy cold!

What a miserable ruin here!The sound of mourning was endless, and the raging flames shot straight into the sky!

War, terrible war.The embers of the Hundred Years' War between Britain and France are burning again, and this is the beautiful homeland in Joan's memory.Now, everything has turned into a sea of ​​flames!

This small village in France is full of sad emotions.

The crying sound pierced into Joan's heart like a sharp sword. Following the sound, she saw that it was a little boy crying in front of the dead body of his parents.

The boy was young, less than ten years old.Both father and mother were dead, and he kept shaking his mother's body.The boy who couldn't get a response cried even more fiercely.There were two lines of clear tears on the immature face, and the teardrops kept falling down like broken pearls.

He turned around and cried loudly in front of his father, shouting hoarsely: "Dad, wake up, wake up!"

The father is the backbone of the family and once held up a blue sky for the children.Now he was lying on the ground, cold and motionless.The emotions of fear, panic and bewilderment were mixed together.

"Sir, his family died in the flames of war. Amakusa-sama wants to use the Holy Grail to revive all the people who have suffered in this world. Why do you want to stop it?"

The voice brought Joan back to her senses, and she was stunned for a while before she found Gilles de Ray.

At this moment, he was wearing a heavy full-body plate armor, which was only worn on the battlefield.The armor was full of scratches, and the thin war horse was led aside by him.There were injuries and illnesses behind him, the smell of blood and the blazing flames constantly stimulated Joan's senses.

"Please, Holy Maiden. Save my father, save my mother." The boy seemed to have found hope in life, and he shouted to the Holy Maiden with all his might. "Please!" The little boy's immature hands were already gray and black, with traces of being burned by the flames remaining on them.

Seeing that the boy was already blushing from crying, Joan said, "If you do that, you will forget your feelings for your family." She lowered her head and patted the boy's head.

The boy clenched his teeth, he couldn't understand this, he only knew that his parents were dead, and the person in front of him had the ability to revive them. "I am willing to abandon these, please save my mother, save my father." Tears of grief could not stop flowing.

"My lord," Jill interjected, "would you rather see the misery of all this?"

Joan of Arc didn't answer, she looked around and found that everyone nearby was looking at her, and this emotion was actually anger.

"A boy loves his parents. This is the most beautiful thing in life and must never be forgotten." Joan of Arc became gentle. "Think about it from another angle. If you lose your relationship, when your parents die, you will also be lost." Just watch indifferently."

The most innocent child's feelings cannot be faked. He is attached to and loves his parents. This pure and innocent emotion is the reason why Joan opposes Amakusa.She couldn't just sit back and watch this love fade away.Whether it is lust, true love, love, or selfless love, they are all manifestations of human emotions.

"Because of this, you love your family and keep the most sincere feelings." Joan of Arc explained, knowing that she could not convince these people. "That's why I rejected Amakusa's wish. I can't see you losing your love for your parents."

The anger of the people around suddenly rose, and they angrily accused Joan of Arc.It's like the situation when those who slandered her as a witch were judged at the time of the fire.

All of them hate Joan of Arc, but they don't know that this power to hate others is guarded by Joan of Arc.Once Amakusa's third method is activated, everyone will lose their emotions.

The boy gritted his teeth tightly, and his sharp teeth pierced his lips, leaving traces of blood.In an instant, his emotional begging turned into anger!

Somehow, the boy took out a dagger that was shining coldly.Because the request was rejected, he used all his strength to stab Joan of Arc.

The sharp dagger stabbed into Joan's body, and blood spilled out.Not only did Joan not hide, she didn't even blink her eyes, but endured the severe pain.

She still smiled and said, "It is precisely because I want to protect your love for my parents that I must never forget this feeling." She silently wiped away the child's tears, all of which disappeared in a moment like passing clouds.