Summary: The world is a bit hard

367 Why kill him? Because of you, saint! (three more)

“I just promised Siegfried that I want to protect the fate of this young man and save him from the Holy Grail War, but I let him be killed by a servant so easily, right in front of me.”

The heart and brain were all pierced by sturdy iron stakes, and Joan of Arc Dalck didn’t even need a symbolic probe to directly conclude that the android boy’s “life is gone”

fact

“juvenile!!!”

Seeing that the android boy turned from a living person to a corpse in an instant, Astolfo, who was not far from Joan of Arc, suddenly grieved, as if he didn’t want to believe in reality, and cried and rushed towards the group of pitch-black people. Iron stake “Ah!”

The moment the Servant’s body just touched the iron stakes, Astolfo screamed and jumped up like he was electrocuted.

Then, standing in front of him, looking at the android with a sad face, his reason evaporates, even if he has powers like reversing time, at most it can restore the lifeless body of the android boy, but the soul belongs to the soul of the android boy, There is no doubt that it is already a fact that cannot be undone by the power of the gods.

In the age of the gods thousands of years ago, the realm of the gods, the world, and the underworld were all on one canvas, and King Solomon had not yet been born, “magic”

The concept of magic has not yet come into being, the mystery is in the hands of the gods, the life and death of human beings are the toys of the gods, and after the death of Solomon in the age of gods, human beings have mastered the skills called magic and discovered the “science”

The wisdom of human beings after death is no longer the toy of the gods, but this also means that the possibility of recovering the souls of the deceased from the hands of gods is lost.

Looking at the young man who passed away in a daze, tens of centimeters away, Joan of Arc’s eyes showed unconcealed sadness.

“May the Lord protect your soul and go to the Garden of Eden where there is no sorrow, no pain, and no death”

The eulogy full of compassion did not erase the anger and indignation in the heart of the saint

In the sadness of the pupils, is the light of the flames that gradually unfolds with the passage of time.

It was the anger at being ravaged by someone’s solemn oath, the resentment at the culprit who was laughing, the annoyance at the powerlessness of oneself, and the failure to detect the signs of the enemy’s attack in advance

On the back of the right hand holding the holy flag of the iris, the extremely obvious dark blue veins have clearly demonstrated the emotional anger in the saintess’ heart.

The vision captured the figure of Joan of Arc, and the job agency ability of ‘real name see through’ was activated.

This can be seen from the sudden stiffening of the angry expression on her face, exactly like Jeanne’s.

“Joan of Arc”

Whether it is the real name of Amakusa Shiro Tokisada or the real name of Joan of Arc, the real name of Heizhen that I see is “Joan of Arc”

, not what Ye Yu showed in his sight – Joan of Arc

If I said that the close, yet very unfamiliar blood-connected breath I felt in the other party before, just made Joan of Arc a little puzzled, then now, after seeing the other party’s real name, she couldn’t help but feel like this Thought: This is another me or a certain side of me summoned by the Great Holy Grail, but the black iron stakes that killed the boy are completely the product of the substance of magic and resentment, and the “self” in front of him is completely different.

The breath coming from the body is exactly the same, “the culprit”

There is no possibility of questioning the identity of

Joan of Arc would be angry, would mourn the death of mankind, would resent the crimes committed by evil things, but it would never become the kind of resentment and anger that drives, as Joan of Arc Dalk herself from the “seat” ”

She has a very clear cognition

“What’s the matter? Are you wondering about my face or about the name Joan of Arc?”

Noticing the performance of Joan of Arc, the expression on the white-haired girl’s face became more and more pleasant, as if she had gotten enough laughter from Joan of Arc.

“Is that android only so important to you? Saintess of France was only shocked by my appearance, and you completely forgot your anger, your resentment, and you don’t want to vent it on me. What is the holy flag in your hand protecting?”

Hula said here, Joan of Arc waved his right hand suddenly, the pitch-black dragon flag squeaked, his face was full of arrogant, arrogant, revengeful smiles, and with the help of the bright moonlight above his head, he looked more than ten meters away, The blond whose complexion gradually calmed down, such as

“The human you swore to protect was killed by the other side of Joan of Arc in a blink of an eye, and you protected the people of France during your lifetime, but how does it feel to be a heroic spirit after death, but you can’t even protect a human being!”

Although I don’t like “The Side of the Holy Maiden”

But in order to see Joan of Arc’s sadder and angry expression, Joan of Arc doesn’t care about this little thing anymore

But it backfired. Joan of Arc looked forward to it for a while, but did not see the expression she wanted to see from Joan of Arc’s face. She was even calmer than before she spoke, as if she had figured out the key. generally

“Tsk! This woman, why doesn’t she look angry? I and I both overestimate the importance of that android to her.” She frowned, and Jeanne thought to herself.

“Don’t worry, it’s not over yet”

During Jeanne’s suspicion, Ye Yu’s very calm voice sounded in her ear, as if everything was under control

And Ye Yu’s tone made Joan’s heart relax for no reason.

“Since it’s all said” “You’re not a profile of Joan of Arc

As, Joan of Arc, I can be quite sure of this!”

After a moment of silence, Jeanne Dalke looked directly at those pale golden pupils, and said without flinching: “Even if the saint does have feelings of anger, resentment, and murderous intent, she might act on that impulse. something irrational, butYes, there will never be a profile like you! Although there is indeed a blood connection between you and me, you are definitely not a profile of Joan of Arc”

If you have to talk about a relationship, probably it is more appropriate to say that it is a daughter

Although in a way, it’s like a “virgin conception”

The same situation, as if to reproduce the scene of the Virgin Mary giving birth to Jesus, is an irresistible temptation for a Catholic, but Joan of Arc Dalck himself is not ready for that.

from any angle

“Then, why did you two kill a boy who had nothing to do with the Holy Grail War? Can you give me a reasonable explanation?

Although Joan of Arc has a questioning tone, when it comes to the back, she is a little confused because of some incomprehensible situation: a servant, even a god-level servant, will not have two real names Ah “of course it is because”

Joan of Arc was about to speak, but was pressed by Lungomiard, who was silent for a while behind him.

When Joan of Arc turned her head, the goddess in white armor and holding a gleaming spear had passed by her.

“This question, ours, will be answered by you, Saint, Joan of Arc”

“”

Hearing Lungomiard say this, Joan pouted and chose silence wisely

It’s just in the bottom of her heart that the girl has some resentment about Ye Yu’s decision: I just said a few words, it’s not the same if I come here, why do I need to do this, and at this time, Vlad III on horseback also brought With the remaining few black servants and some masters came to the scene,

Just in time, I heard the words of Lungominiade, who was wearing a black and white battle dress and had not yet reached the full five, saying: “That’s because, in Orleans, it was not fully embodied. You of the world, you want to kill me and Joan of Arc, so this time, I will entertain you in the same way

The difference is that I blocked your sneak attack, but you didn’t stop her sneak attack.”

To be continued::One thing to say, Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc, it doesn’t seem that difficult Lou