Although hiding in the rear, the other servants have not relaxed their attention to the battle situation.

When you see the Astolfo Liberation Treasure · They rejoiced when they broke the proclamation "to neutralize the bullets, and their hearts rose when they saw Astolfo approaching the black coffin only to be met with new resistance.

Thanks to the archers' clairvoyance skills, Charon and Atalanta spotted the presence of enemy archers before Astorfo. And at the first time, it was confirmed that the archer was the same as them and the existence of archery that had stepped into the divine domain, and the level of that magician was also extremely high, and it was not any of the Amakusa Shiro Shizhen, Semiramis, Karna, and Shakespeare that they expected.

Who are they?

Where did Amakusa Shiro Shizhen find the strong man?

The doubts in their minds did not affect the reaction of the two archers, and the two opened their bows almost simultaneously to protect the striker Astorfo.

Just before the arrow was fired, Joan of Arc used her privilege to find the answer.

Perception in kilometers shows that it is the Slave. Although the distance is too far to activate the skill of "seeing through the real name", the identity of the two can also be determined through the panel that records the basic information of all the servants - it is the second of the new five horsemen.

The five servants on the panel are still dead, and I am afraid that their power has been borrowed in some special way.

Hearing this explanation and speculation, Achilleston was furious.

"These bastards didn't even spare the dead Heroic Spirits!! you really want to kill them right away, hey, Ruler, isn't it time for us to show up?"

"Wait a little longer, it's not time yet. ”

"When will it ......?"

"Wait until the eleven turrets have eight aimed at the rider. It's six ...... now Seven...... It's eight, it seems that the Red Assassin is even more breathless than I thought, let's go, Red Rider, Achilles. ”

"Oh!!"

A strong light shone under the dark canopy.

It was a surging flow of magic, a sudden burst of magic from inside a bird-shaped golem.

With a loud neigh, the silver chariot pulled by the two immortal horses carried their companions up into the air.

"Here is Achilles, son of Peleus, the poisonous woman of Assyria, come out and take the death!"

"Don't yell, it's rude, haven't your Poseidon Mother and your teacher taught you etiquette?"

Semiramis is obviously not the kind of good person who doesn't talk back when he is scolded, and he transmits his voice directly through magic.

"Etiquette is for friends, not enemies. The best way to do a poisonous woman like you is to stab you in the throat with a gun so that you can no longer speak. ”

"Just you?"

The remaining three black coffins deflected and projected a barrage of anti-military rank at the galloping undead chariot.

"I'm not the only one who wants to kill you. ”

In Achilles' bold laughter, divine light flashed above his head.

Under the strong wind as cold as a knife, the holy flag in his hand flew violently. The girl who is not in the chariot, but standing on the back of the divine horse, can be said to be majestic.

In this Holy Grail War, there is only one servant who can withstand the magic bullet of the exceptional level in the flesh, and that is Joan of Arc.

He does not belong to any of the seven horsemen, but is the absolute arbiter of the lone high.

But in Semiramis's mouth, it became-

"Rude country girl. ”

Joan of Arc, who constantly deflected the magic bullet with the Holy Banner, ignored the enemy's insults and calmly sent her voice out.

"Where is Shiro Amakusa?"

"Master is making final preparations, and the world will be destroyed soon. ”

"Does he really want to destroy the world?" Joan of Arc confirmed one last time.

"Yes or no, I don't care. If you want to stop the Master, you can catch up. Of course...... If you can break through our defenses!"

Before the words fell, a "sun" rose in the courtyard in the sky.

Long before the battle began, Shirou told her about the enemy's secret trump cards, including the Holy Banner and the Magic Book. Therefore, as soon as the magic bullet was resisted, she informed Karna.

He is praised in India's oldest narrative poem, Mahabharata, as a hero at the top of human history. Backed by the vast magical power of the Great Grail, the son of the sun god became the undisputed strongest blade.

Unlike Semiramis, who is good at intrigue and exudes malice and coldness, Karna's magic is full of a fiery feeling that makes your heart surge.

Not having to worry about the consumption of mana, he unleashed the sun's flames wantonly, and the dazzling light almost lit up the entire night sky.

"—I'm sorry, but I can only let you fall. ”

With one hand, he spun the spear and casually deflected the arrows from the side, and then, propelled by the sun's flames, went straight for the Hippogriff in Astolford at a faster speed than a bullet of light.

As he accelerated, he did not forget to cast a glance at the sniper Caron, which was a treasure liberation.

"There's no need for equipment or anything like that. True heroes kill the enemy with their eyes! Brahmastra, O Brahmastra!"

"Not good!"

Achilles' face changed, there was a magic bullet in front of him, and there was Brahma light on his side, but he was running at full speed, but he didn't have time to dodge. And no matter which side hits, your own undead chariot is finished.

"It's fine. ”

Joan of Arc poured strength into her hands and called out the true name of the Noble Phantasm.

"My gods are here!! (Luminosite Eternelle)"

It was blessed by God, and it was the banner that condensed countless faiths.

"As long as the Holy Maiden is waving the flag, we will not be defeated. ”

The simple and simple faith of the soldiers spread throughout the world as Joan of Arc grew in popularity, and finally manifested itself as a treasure inherent in the saint.

And the posture of holding the flag to fight-

It's a lot like someone who fights against all the evil in the world.

It's also very similar to someone who is fighting against a fallen planet.

It's very similar to all the people who confront "the one" in front of them with their insignificant human bodies.

With dignity, will, love, anger, or some other kind of faith, even in the face of powerful violence that can easily slaughter thousands of people, people still have the courage to rise up and fight beyond fear.

As long as this belief does not collapse, as long as the flag is still flying high, as long as the saint has not fallen, no matter whether it is an exceptional magic bullet, or the light of Brahma, or any other violence, this protection cannot be shaken.

This is Joan of Arc, a peerless saint who was born in a mysterious and declining era, but can still be compared to the top heroes of the mythological era.