"Gilsde Rice?"

I will never admit my mistake again

In that only one ray of sobriety, I was able to see the world again.

The blonde girl with the sword in front of her really didn't lie, she had amnesia or something, it was just wishful thinking on her part from the beginning. From the very beginning, she was not Joan of Arc as she said she was.

Originally, it was supposed to be like this.

Originally, in the depths of his heart, he had already died of heart

But why should this parched pond be moistened by rain again?

"Gilsde Rice ??!!!"

Before he could come to consciousness, his battle-hardened body had already reacted instinctively.

The appearance of this girl, Saber, who had tensed his nerves and warned him to escape, relaxed like broken strings, and there could be no second chance for such a chance.

Ignoring the other party's call, Gilles de Rice's robe was raised, and immediately the whole person seemed to be sucked into a black hole, and in the next moment, he had disappeared from the place, and when he reappeared, he was already in the deep mountain town that was some distance away from the Winterwood Forest.

However, even though he was far away from the place, the beating heart did not slow down in the slightest.

"Why? Where is she really?"

The sound of a clear heartbeat resounded heavily from the depths of the body.

In the mind of Gilles de Rice, there is one thought, to be precise, a doubt.

It is impossible for a Heroic Spirit to make a wish for the Holy Grail until he has defeated other opponents, and Gilles de Rice has not been unaware of this until he has defeated other opponents. It's just that when he sees Saber, who looks like that girl, the ecstasy that seems to jump out of his chest, how can he ignore the results that seem to be close at hand and face the reality?

It's not that he doesn't know.

Just as Shirou Emiya twenty years ago could recognize Joan of Arc and not Saber the next moment they met, how could he, Gilsde Rice, a close comrade-in-arms who had been with Joan of Arc for a long time, really not be able to tell Saber and Joan of Arc apart?

The appearance is ninety percent similar, that is to say, there is at least one percent difference, and at least the sense of disobedience can be perceived. If words and deeds can be explained by the loss of memory, and the hairstyle can also be said to be the result of the other party's desire to change, then there is absolutely no possibility of imitation of the Noble Phantasm, and the invisible sword in Saber's hand is undoubtedly a Noble Phantasm, but Gilsde Rice has never heard of Joan of Arc having such a thing.

Reason is not lost, but selectively blinded.

It doesn't matter what the truth is, as long as you can accept the "happiness" in front of you, you can continue to indulge in it.

I instinctively chose to believe, and gradually I began to lose the truth from the false, and now I really saw the other party's person appear in front of me

What is true? What is false? A qiē is no longer important.

The important thing is that it is no longer the result of one's own forced delusions to others, but that the other party is really standing in front of one's own eyes.

"Ah, Joan of Arc, it's great that you're alive"

"Hah, I understand the situation. But "

In the castle of Einzbelen, looking directly at the four big and two small children sitting in front of him, a total of six girls, Emiya Shirou's brows couldn't help but tremble, "What do you want to do with this now?"

A moment earlier, it had actually been a little slower than Joan of Arc had arrived at the scene, and Emiya Shirou was stunned when he saw the situation in the woods.

The guy who quickly escaped with the teleportation technique didn't mention it first, but Joan of Arc's reaction who stayed at the scene couldn't be called normal 100% Of course, as a god-level scholar, Emiya Shirou's understanding in world history has never been much inferior to that of a formal professor, and of course he knows who the name Gilles de Rice is talking about, and even the reason why the other party is called Bluebeard and the wild history that is rumored to be persecuted by the French royal family also knows a little bit about it. In other words, when Joan of Arc blurted out the other person's name, he instantly recognized the other person's identity, but none of this was the point!

The point is to look at Joan of Arc's appearance to know that she must have not known about her friend's fall at all! Otherwise, after knocking out the ins and outs of the matter from the mouths of Saber and the others, she would not have sat slumped aside as if she was exhausted like she was now, and she didn't say a word for most of the day.

But it's normal to think about it, under normal circumstances, who would have nothing to do to turn over the history related to themselves? I feel embarrassed when I look at it, but when I first arrived in France, Joan of Arc was worshiped by passers-by, but I still remember it vividly

However, it is precisely because of this that the other party is now hit so hard

It is true that the body has become smaller, but the majesty of the head of the family is barely there at this moment. Under the invisible aura of Emiya Shirou, even Alice Phil, who was in the audience on the side, obediently closed her mouth. In the end, it was Gilgamesh, who was also smaller, who spoke first, "Well, Ernie sauce, don't be so angry." At least the children have been saved and sent home, haven't they?"

"If the children weren't unscathed, I wouldn't be so kind now, I can't help but have to roar for a while, really, I thought something happened to Xiao Yue, needless to say, I know that you colluded with him to lure me away, right? Salt his tea another day, and now focus on Gilles de Rice. ”

At the moment when he said the other party's name, Joan of Arc's body moved slightly, and sensing this, Emiya Shirou sighed softly in his heart.

"Well, but then again, what you did this time is not much different from me, and if I had changed my position with you, I'm afraid I would only do the same thing as you. From this point of view, I don't have anything to blame you for. But, as he spoke, the corner of his eye watched Joan of Arc's reaction. Although he has generally come back to his senses and is listening carefully at the moment, it is also a fact that there is still not much blood on Joan of Arc's face, which is also visible to the naked eye, and Emiya Shirou couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw this.

To be honest, from the standpoint of relatives and friends, Emiya Shirou completely agrees with the approach of Saber and others this time.

If you can hide it, you can hide it, you can solve the matter quietly in secret, and in fact, if he and Joan of Arc returned to the winterwood forest a little slower, maybe this side would have been finished a long time ago, and there will be no Gilsde Rice in the world from now on, but it is a pity that there is no such thing as Gilsde Rice in the world. Joan of Arc saw her fallen friend and learned that what he had done was ironclad.

The only thing I can think about right now

"Is that all that's left to do is how to deal with the aftermath?" Thinking of this, Emiya Shirou couldn't help but have a headache again.

"Please leave him to me," said Emiya Shirou as he was wondering what to do without further irritation, without warning, the latter interjected, "Gilsde Rice, he's my friend." If he is going astray because of me, then I have the obligation to guide him back to the right path. I can't let him be wrong again and again. ”

Even though there was still not much blood on her face, the firmness of her expression was by no means a joke.

In the end, he embarked on the road of righteous annihilation.

"Before tomorrow, I will find out where the other party is" Seeing that Joan of Arc had already made up his mind, a certain Cheng Dù, Emiya Shirou, who could only be called an outsider in this matter, had no choice but to sigh lightly, "During this time, Sister Joan of Arc, you should have a good rest first." ”