Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

- but that's all.

Under Rope's lightning strike, Joan of Arc still held her holy spear aloft. The super defensive power of the A-rank barrier Noble Phantasm "Luminosite Eternelle" ate up the lightning strikes that rivaled the top anti-military Noble Phantasms.

Although the damage will accumulate, she will not be injured until she completely destroys the Noble Phantasm of Joan.

"Is this the majesty of Indra...?"

The rumbling thunder faded away, and Jeanne jumped out of the attack range.

Her holy gun was steaming with white smoke, and there was a hint of wear on the rear of the gun.

A reminder that the Noble Phantasm is consumed.

"No, it was Zeus' lightning strike," said Rope.

"It may be more appropriate to call it Mekal, but compared to the gods and kings of the Mediterranean, the saintess of the countryside should know more about Greek mythology? You are talking about Indra's god thunder, in this case I don't use it. from."

One of Welleslana's incarnations - "Goat".This is the incarnation of the authority of Indra, the god of thunder.

However, its activation conditions are too harsh. Only when the surrounding comrades agree, can they capture its vitality and cast lightning strikes. In addition, Rope has Mekal's power "Master of the Sky", so he doesn't bother to be like "Warrior" and Simplified like a "white horse", it's almost useless there.

"I'm sorry, you said that I don't know much about pagan myths. I have only been taught by the Lord."

"And then your Lord sent you to the stake?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Rope's eyes.

"The people you protected, the army you commanded, no one stood up at that time. They watched you tied up on piles of lumber, watched the executioner light the torch, watched your fair skin scorched by the flames, Then it turned into the remains of human beings—corpses. From the beginning to the end, no one stopped that tragedy. Such guys, do you still love them after you die as a heroic spirit? Even if they don’t know what you paid for , complaining like a beast, you also want to be hostile to me for them?"

"Yes."

Joan of Arc erected her spear, and the holy flag of the iris fluttered in the wind.

"I don't hate anyone, that's my destiny. Evil will cause distortion and killing, you have to shelter evil, you are my enemy. For us heroic spirits buried in the past, there is nothing more dazzling than protecting the future. - The mortals you despise are our most precious treasures."

The girl's words were full of firmness, without the slightest confusion.

Maybe Joan of Arc was just a village girl who understood the Bible but couldn't read, maybe she was just a girl under twenty years old in history, but this realization and relief made Rope feel that such a girl could be called a "Saint" Nor is it surprising.

- Few people can forget the misfortune that happened to them.Humans are always like this, forgetful of grace and unforgettable of hatred.

"—That's a good answer."

Rope said approvingly.

"It would be great if my queen could understand like you that the past is nothing. "

Unable to accept the past, Artoria became a slave of the kingdom, and even when she was dying, she still wielded the holy sword for ancient Britain.Joan of Arc calmly accepted everything that happened in her lifetime, ran for the world with kindness, and became a saint more brilliant than a hero.

Two completely different girls.

"Anyway, you won't let it go?"

"impossible."

Jeanne frowned, the situation making her difficult.

After several battles, it seemed that she was not injured, but the girl was at an overwhelming disadvantage.The power of the black-haired god in front of him is as powerful as his past name.

Without using her ultimate Noble Phantasm, she couldn't figure out how to break through this powerful human god.But after using "La Pucelle", she will definitely be unable to exist in the world due to the characteristics of Noble Phantasm, and there will be no human beings, let alone clearing the abnormality.

- The situation is deadlocked.

Fortunately, the Holy Lady was not dead-headed. After fighting and understanding the current situation, she didn't rush up and wave her holy spear in a foolish way, but took a step back and continued to choose language to negotiate.

"Why, stop attacking? Saintess of France."

Rope swung his knife at will to cut off a stone that fell from the top of his head because of the battle between Karna and Arjuna.

In the sky, the storm has not yet dissipated, and the thunder is still shuttled in the clouds, ready to punish the enemy who angered Rope next time.

"The good show has just begun, ma'am, don't give up when the dinner party starts. It's you who's blocking my way, and it's you who want to fight. You're not allowed to give up on your own until I'm enjoying myself. Based on the answer just now, I may I will consider defeating you and then let the Saintess die, maybe."

If you were any hero, you wouldn't be indifferent to Rope's provocation. Those who were a little more impulsive, such as Arjuna or Achilles, would just raise their weapons and fight.

But the Holy Maiden is not only a hero, but also a guardian with a mission, she must make a more sober judgment.

"Mr. Rope, what is your so-called victory?" asked Joan of Arc.

"Needless to say? Of course the victory of this Holy Grail War!"

"With your power and the heroic spirit you summoned, can't you guarantee victory? Must you use the power of demons?"

Joan of Arc misunderstood something, she thought Rope was because she was worried about her lack of strength and got into trouble with Naiako.

"If so, let me make a deal with you. As a privilege of the Ruler class, I have the right to draw a Command Spell for each of the seven living Servans, and I can hand them over to you for any use. As a At the price, you need to help me completely annihilate the demons behind you, and promise not to take action against unrelated people again."

"..."

Luo Pei's hand holding the sword paused, looking at Joan of Arc, the Saintess of France, in disbelief.

"...Ruler is the referee, right? Now you mean...you're going to blow the black whistle?"

"Black Whistle?" Joan of Arc didn't understand the meaning of Rope's words, and it was still difficult for a village girl in the fourteenth century to understand some modern slang.

"I don't understand what you are talking about. With these Command Spells, your chances of obtaining the Holy Grail will be greatly increased, and you will be able to quickly end the war caused by the Almighty Grail, without the need to use the power of demons at all."

"Humph...hehehe...hahahaha!"