"Yo~Harem King~" Rider greeted haughtily, then swept Saber and Joan of Arc behind Karn. "Huh? This is ...... I didn't expect King Arthur to have unknown twin sisters!"

"Uh...... This is Joan of Arc ~ just bumping into Saber ~ "

“…… Huh, that's too similar, isn't it?"

"Well~ don't talk about that now, Rider! The crusade of this monster will be left to Joan of Arc, I hope you don't interfere. ”

"Uh...... Since this little girl can get rid of that sea monster, I'm naturally happy~ It's just ...... That sea devil is tricky......"

"Ahhh~ You don't need to worry about it. ”

At this time, Webb suddenly reacted. "Ah, wait, Joan of Arc, that Caster just said his name was Gilles de Ray...... ...... put it this way."

"Hmm~that's what you think~" Karn nodded in confirmation of Webb's thoughts.

"Holy Grail War...... There are so many living legends unfolding in front of you!" Weber sighed......

From the mortals (Karn) who are enough to fight the Heroic Spirits, to the kings of the wine fight...... and then to the meeting of the heroic spirits across time and space......

"Hahaha! Don't forget that you're a part of the legend now!" Rider patted his Master on the head. "Enjoy!!"

"So...... Karn, I'll go first. Joan of Arc spoke to Karn.

"Hmm. ”

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His feet were covered with magical boots that Karn had given him to step on the water, allowing Joan of Arc to sprint across the river.

The flag of the "Whirring ......" Irises was dancing whirring.

"Poof!" the tip of the spear at the tip of the flagpole pierces and severs the huge tentacles that come into the attack, or uses the soft banner cloth as a shield to surprisingly block the huge tentacles.

Joan of Arc made her way to the place where the giant sea demon was.

"It's really majestic~" Looking at Joan of Arc galloping on the river, Rider said with emotion. "I want to recruit her to my banner...... Na~ Harem King~ It's better to ......"

"Get out!"

"Uh......" Rider looked embarrassed.

"Joan of Arc is my heart and liver~ If you dare to have any thoughts...... Be careful that I castrate you!"

"Huh, is it...... Is this little girl your chamber?"

"Of course~"

"Although I have been listening to your harem queen, the harem king, the king of the harem boasted of himself...... But it's the first time I've seen such a strong female general following you~"

"~Saber too~" Karn didn't wait for Saber to speak, then continued, "And Q, the demon Sakura has been holding. ”

"Huh, that white ball?"

"Hmm~ She's a goblin, and her strength is no worse than Saber and Joan of Arc. ”

"That's right......" Rider narrowed his eyes......

Karn had said he wanted to show Rider his royal ways, but ...... Since Karn had always been frivolous, Rider was unimpressed. But...... Now Karn's so-called royal road has begun to show its hideousness, and Rider is beginning to care.

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"Jill !!!" Joan of Arc shouted to the sea devil in the middle of the river as she broke through the tentacles that were blocking her progress. "Can you hear me?" !!! Jill answered me!!"

In addition to waving huge tentacles, in response to Joan of Arc's ...... There was also an eerie sound that resounded across the night sky above the riverside. “…… Joan of Arc. ”

"?!!! Gil" heard this, and Joan of Arc was overjoyed. "Can you hear me? Listen! Jill, stop your magic now!"

The echo of "Joan of Arc ......" and the sound on the river are very quiet, but it is not difficult to hear the madness contained in the sound. "Joan of Arc...... Why do you ...... Still waving that flag?" Caster didn't listen to Joan of Arc, but questioned Joan of Arc instead.

"Huh?" Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment, and then said without thinking, "Do you need to ask, this is the glory of God and France!"

When Caster heard Joan of Arc's answer, he couldn't contain the restlessness in his heart. "Glory?!!!! you say it's glory?!!!!!!" Although I can't see me, I can tell how hysterical I am from the voice alone. "I didn't expect the evil God to deceive you to such a state...... My poor saint!!!!"

"Jill ......" Joan of Arc's face turned horrified. "You're ...... Do you hate God?......"

"Of course!!" seemed to respond to Caster's agitation, and the giant sea demon waved its tentacles even more frantically. "If it weren't for the evil God!If it weren't for him!How would you have ended up like this?!!!! He should have been consumed by the flames! If it weren't for you!!If it weren't for him guiding you for no reason...... You won't be a hero of France...... You won't be ......."

"Jill. ”

“……”

"I ...... He has done a lot of iniquity. ”

“…… Joan of Arc?"

"Listen to me!

Although Caster didn't interrupt Joan of Arc again, the Sea Devils didn't stop attacking. Caster's magic requires sacrificing himself, let alone controlling it, just to summon the sea demons. And at this moment...... The Snail City Sect that summoned the Sea Demon has also completed its mission...... Therefore, no matter what happened to Caster, the sea demon would not stop attacking.

Joan of Arc, who was distracted by talking to Caster, was gradually stopped in her tracks—the huge tentacles waving were becoming tougher and more violent.

The sea devils are gradually becoming more powerful......

"I used to ...... Killed a lot of people - in those days of fighting for France...... Even in the name of war, my crime is irrefutable, and it is a murder that I have indeed committed. Many, many people have been hurt by me...... Therefore...... I deserve that outcome......! That's exactly what I was hoping for!"

"!!" Caster's expression became stunned.

"Only the most miserable death penalty in the world is best for me......! I can't count the crimes I committed...... This is exactly who I am – Joan of Arc Dalk until after death...... After becoming a Heroic Spirit...... I have always believed in the Lord's reasons even when I came into this world, because the Lord has granted my desires until the end of my life!"

"I'm not a saint!"

"Even if she is really a saint, she has no right to ignore the life she has taken. The lives saved and the lives taken away are equivalent, and the atonement for the lives taken away cannot be neglected because of the joy of the lives saved. ”

"Therefore...... For the end of my life, the way I died, not only did I have no resentment, but I was honored...... Overjoyed...... If not all, of them, there will be many souls who have suffered because of me......

"So, Jill, my life...... I have no regrets! I was like this when I was alive, and I am the same when I die!"

"Joan of Arc......" Caster's face was completely covered in grief and remorse. "You...... And it didn't ...... Resentment?...... I...... I...... What the hell am I ......?"

"Jill, stop it!!Don't go any further!!"

"Joan of Arc...... Joan of Arc!!!!! it's too late!! I'm already ...... My hands are stained with filth!!! I have rejoiced in their wailing...... I rejoiced in their despair...... I twisted their lives!!!!! "After death...... After becoming a Heroic Spirit...... For the first time ever, Gilles de Ray was the Heroic Spirit who descended into the world...... There was a cry of remorse for the crimes he had committed. "I turned my back on God!! who I am...... Stop falling? I've ...... I'm in the deepest part of this abyss......"

"Stop being self-righteous!!!!!!!!"

"Huh?"

"Do you want to continue...... Do you kill living beings?!!!"

“……”

"At least...... Don't continue to aggravate your sins!! stop this magic !!"

"It can't be helped. ”

"Huh?"

"I can't help it!! I can't control the sea devil!! I can only summon it...... From the beginning, my purpose was just to summon it...... I can't control the Sea Devils!!! I'm already ...... There's no going back...... Jaya...... It's impossible to atone for your sins......"

“…… I say...... Stop being self-righteous!!!!!!!"

“……”

"We are the dead!! we are sinners at the same time!! there is no way to atone for the sacrifices!! without !!! we can only bear our own sins and despair forever......! It's just a matter of lending shoulders to the fallen living...... That's all...... This is the Heroic Spirit!"

"But...... I can't stop...... This magic ......"

"Jill! You...... Are you greedy for life?"

“……？”

"You...... Do you want to live on? in this world. ”

“…… No...... It doesn't make sense...... Even if you live...... It doesn't make any sense anymore. ”

"So...... I'll stop!"

"Huh?"

"It's up to me to stop it!! you, it's up to me to kill !!"

"But, is that okay?"

"Hmm...... Now I ...... Very strong! especially...... I was after I met Karn...... Stronger!"

“…… Mr. Kahn?"

"Huh" Joan ......of Arc waved the flag and forced the tentacles around him to retreat. "Yes, he is my master, the one who summoned me to this world and gave me a second life, he ...... Helped me a lot...... Let me, a sinner, who is a sinner who is already dead, still enjoy great happiness. The next thing you can do is to stop your sins, and it is thanks to Him!"

"The gentleman?...... He...... Although a strange person...... But...... It's not bad...... That kind of person, although only briefly together...... But...... He wasn't a depraved man like me, but the kind of person who guarded his beloved uncompromisingly, if it was him...... It must be good......" Caster said, with a strange tinge to it.

In Joan of Arc's words, he heard the admiration for the person mentioned.

- If you could be happy...... That couldn't be better...... I didn't expect to see you with that expression after becoming a deceased......

That was Joan of Arc that had never been shown in her lifetime...... The expression of a young girl showing her love.

Since Joan of Arc said that it can stop the sea devils, then it must be able to stop it, then......

- This is the best ending.

"Hmm...... How do you die as a Heroic Spirit...... Let me decide. Joan of Arc said, planting the flag of France in front of her, and the flag of the fleur-de-lis stood strangely above the water.

— and...... Can die at your hand...... Contented!

A sacred flag standing above the water...... It emitted light, like a light bulb, and a huge circle of light enveloped Joan of Arc, protecting her, blocking all the tentacles that came from all directions.

And then...... She drew the sword of Santa Caterina that she had never used in her life.

The blade sliced through Joan of Arc's own palm, but she didn't care about the blood that was spilled.

She knelt on the surface of the river, clasped her hands together and closed her eyes, as if she were a praying, more like a martyr...... That posture is so beautiful that it sends chills down your spine.