The Endless Shuttle

Indra, who was respected in the past, naturally does not need to say much. Even if the current "Lope" falls into the evil way, as long as he admits that part of the human, he must have good thoughts in his heart. The slightest sympathy for "enemy" Arjuna is the best proof.

The benevolent saint still hopes to awaken the goodness of the ancient king of gods at such a juncture.

——Only when you have regrets, everything can be made up.

"I've said it all, you have admitted the wrong person one by one!"

Rope did not intend to appreciate, the golden long knife drew an arc.

In an instant, as if ordered by him, thousands of thunder in the dark clouds of the sky poured down.

Shrouded the saint of France in a thunderstorm.

Chapter 39 The Capture of the Saintess of France

"Well!"

The furious thunder was unbiased and slammed on the girl's head. The strong light of the thunder and lightning pierced Jean's eye pupils, and the girl exhaled in pain.

-But that's all.

Under Rope's lightning strike, Joan still held her holy gun high. The super defensive power of the A-level enchantment treasure "Luminosite Eternelle" will eat all the lightning strikes that rival the top opponents' treasures.

Although the damage will accumulate, she won't be injured until Jeanne's treasure is completely destroyed.

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

The rumbling of thunder gradually extinguished, and Jeanne jumped and exited the attack range.

There was white smoke steaming from her holy gun, and there was a trace of wear on the tail of the gun.

A reminder that the treasure has been consumed.

"No, this is a lightning strike from Zeus." Rope said.

"It might be more appropriate to call it Mekar, but compared to the **** king of the Mediterranean, the saint lady in the country should have a better understanding of Greek mythology? In your mouth, the **** of Indra, I don’t need it in this case. from."

One of the incarnations of Welles Rana-"Goat". This is the incarnation of the authority of Indra, the **** of thunder.

However, its activation conditions are too harsh, and it must be able to seize its vitality and cast lightning strikes only when the surrounding companions agree. In addition, Rope has the power of Mekal, "the master of the sky", so he doesn't bother to be like a "warrior" and "White Horse" tried every means to simplify it, and it was almost useless when placed there.

"Sorry, I don't know much about pagan myths. I have only been taught by the Lord."

"Then your Lord sent you to the stake?"

A hint of playfulness flashed in Rope's eyes.

"The people you protected, the army you commanded, no one stood up at that time. They watched you **** on the pile of wood piled up into a mountain, watched the executioner lighting the torch, watched your white skin scorched by the flames, Then it becomes the wreckage of human beings—the corpse. From the beginning to the end, no one stopped the tragedy. Such guys, do you still love them after you die? Even if they don’t know your contribution , Complaining like an animal, do you want to be hostile to me for them?"

"Yes."

Joan raised his spear, and the holy flag of iris fluttered with the wind.

"I do not resent anyone, that is my destiny. Evil will cause distortion and killing. You must protect the evil, and it is my enemy. For us heroic spirits buried in the past, nothing is more dazzling than guarding the future. ——The mortals you look down upon are our most precious treasures."

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

Perhaps Joan of Arc is just a village girl who understands the Bible but is illiterate, or she is only a girl under twenty years old in history, but this realization and relief made Rope feel that such a girl can be called a "saint." It is not something to be surprised.

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

"——Really a good answer."

Luo Pei said approvingly.

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

Altria could not accept the past, so she became a slave to the kingdom. Even when she was dying, she still wielded the holy sword for ancient Britain. Joan accepted everything that happened during his lifetime, ran for the world with kindness, and became a more brilliant saint than a hero.

Two very different girls.

"Anyway, are you reluctant to let go?"

"impossible."

Joan frowned, the situation made her tricky.

A few moves clash, seemingly uninjured, but the girl is at an overwhelming disadvantage. The power of the black-haired man in front of him is as powerful as his past name.

If she didn't use her ultimate treasure, she couldn't think of how to break through this powerful man and god. But after using "LaPucelle", she will definitely be unable to exist in the world due to the characteristics of the treasure, even if the person is gone, let alone clear the anomaly.

-The situation is deadlocked.

Fortunately, Miss Saintess was not a dead brain. After fighting against her and understanding the status quo, she didn't stupidly rushed up and brandished her holy spear, but stepped back a little and continued to choose language negotiation.

"Why, don't you continue to attack? The saint of France."

Rope swung his knife at will and cut off a rock above his head that had fallen because of the battle between Garna and Arjuna.

In the sky, the storm has not yet dissipated, and the thunder is still flying through the clouds, preparing for the next punishment of the enemy who has angered Rope.

"The good show has just begun. Madam, please don't give up at the beginning of the dinner. It is you who stopped me, and you are also the one who wants to fight. You are not allowed to give up without permission until I have fun. Looking at the answer just now, I might I will consider defeating you and let the saint lady make a living."

Changing to being a hero would not be indifferent to Rope's provocations. A little impulsive, such as Arjuna or Achilles, would directly raise the weapon and fight.

But the holy girl is not only a hero, but also a guardian with a mission. She must make a clearer judgment.

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

"Need to say? Of course it is the victory of this Holy Grail War!"

"With your power and the heroic spirits you have summoned together, can't you guarantee victory? Must rely on the power of demons?"

Joan had misunderstood something. She became Rope because she was worried about her lack of strength and she got along with Nayako.

"If this is the case, let me make a deal with you. As a privilege of the Ruler rank, I have the right to each of the seven living Servans, and I can transfer them to you, whatever you want. At the price, you need to help me completely annihilate the demons behind you, and ensure that you will no longer deal with unrelated people."

"..."

Luo Pei paused with the sword in his hand, and looked at Joan of Arc, the saint of France strangely.

"... Ruler is the referee, right? Now it means you... want to blow a black whistle?"

"Black whistle?" Joan did not understand the meaning of Rope's words, and it was still a bit difficult for the 14th-century village girl to understand some modern black words.

"I don't understand what you are talking about. With these magic 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 Cup of Omnipotence, without the need to resort to the power of demons."

"Huh...huh...hahahaha!"