Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

... to fail?

Dying here in obscurity, returning with an unfulfilled mission and remorse?

In the end, it was the girl who was canonized after her death. The flame of Joan of Arc was only slightly dimmed, and then roared under the firm belief.

So much so that her body showed a faint upward fluorescence.

"Cough, I'm sorry, but this is the end of Lady Saint's performance."

The male voice that came from his ear was like the thunder of early spring, and it exploded in the heart of Jeanne who was engrossed in it.

She rolled her eyes, subconsciously wanting to turn back.But the huge force that followed made her body fly out violently.

The flame went out instantly.

"Wow!"

The armor was shattered, and several ribs were broken. Joan coughed up blood in the air and smashed it into a pile of rubble.

It was too late to see the black-haired youth who I didn't want to see, and more importantly, the liberation of Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm "The Lady of the Crimson Lotus" was interrupted.

--Can't!

The girl struggled, trying to grab the only hilt she could rely on, but along with the severe pain that pierced through her palm, her last move was terminated.

Luo Pei held the blank Sword of Word Spirit, and the sharp blade penetrated the back of the girl's hand and nailed it firmly to the ground.

Falling to the ground, the loss of vitality and injuries made Joan particularly weak.

At this point, the saintess's racked brains' strategy and resistance were completely disintegrated.

The blonde hair was stained with dust, and Joan looked at the black-haired youth sadly, her eyes full of unwillingness.

"Indratian...with the crown and the glory, you are not willing to give even a little mercy to mankind?! Can't you do it without expecting you to repent, just stand by and watch silently?!"

The Holy Maiden questioned from the bottom of her heart, not because of her failure, but because of the disaster that the people will endure after the failure, the evil brought about by the devil.

Looking at the pitifully beautiful face, Ropey frowned, but did not pull the blade away from the back of Joan of Arc's hand.

It's true that Nyogda's cauldron was carried by Naiako, and it is indeed evil for the benevolent saint of Joan of Arc, but it should not rise to the level of the entire human race.

Six billion human beings, how much can Fuyuki City account for?One in ten thousand?[-] in [-]?

As for Alaya, let alone Luo Peizhi causing less than [-] casualties, even if he joins forces with the evil god to destroy Fuyuki City and slaughter the city, the restraint force is only to the extent of losing the root hair. I am so happy to kill you, when did Alaya take care of it, and Gaia even applauded.

"I don't understand what you're saying at all, Miss Sainte." Rope spread his hands.

"Let the demon obtain the Holy Grail, do you still want to say that this is a blessing for mankind?"

... it was this one.

If the Holy Grail theft hadn't happened, and the Holy Maiden was still bound in the basement, it would have been possible for him to explain how noble and great his and Nayko's purpose of "purging the evil of this world" was.

Now, there is no need.

Rope raised his eyebrows, then shook his head and smiled.

"Maybe it is indeed a blessing for mankind."

"..."

The obsession of the gods made Joan lowered her head in pain and stopped speaking.

After Rope's conversation was over, the girl on the stone seat puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

"Little Ropey, it's still a little bit! The flame of that kid is still a little bit burnt out. At least let me take a look at the fireworks of the hero in this boring situation!"

"Don't be selfish, Your Majesty."

Rope said while motioning Serenity to remove the rubble scattered on the Holy Grail inscription.

"You can do it anytime you want, but I only have one chance for my trial. Besides, didn't you solve the Saintess before I came."

The helper Naiako said before, the light-phobic snake is not in any corner of this place.

"Terrorist hunter, can the upper servant race be killed so easily?"

"This is the reason for you, Rope."

"mine?"

Rope was stunned.

"I'm still on my way, how could it be my reason?"

Panicked by the injustice, not to mention how far he was from the place where the incident happened, Nayazi was his good helper. How could Rope lose his mind and obstruct Nayazi's actions?

"That...Master..."

The weak female voice made Rope turn his head.

The crimson princess, the tyrant of Rome, Caster Nero was walking out from behind the stone with an embarrassed smile on his face.

It was very fresh for the arrogant queen to show this expression, but Ropey immediately understood why Nero was like this.

He sighed silently and rubbed his eyebrows.

"...Ruler's Command Spell?"