At the end of their meal, Ruler and Ziggy returned to the street, heading towards the other Masters. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A girl with a bag and a teenager who looked like a child walked through the crowd until they reached Fuyuki Park near the residential area.

"Thank you, Joan of Arc. From now on, I will live as a human being,"

"Next, let's separate here, hoping that you will have an infinitely wonderful future, so that it is the greatest gratitude to Siegfried who gave you soul."

There was always an uncanny persuasiveness to her words. As soon as she said "no problem", Ziggy felt confident that she could overcome all difficulties, and even had the illusion that "the road to success has been secured".

It's because she has this charm that she will become a saint-like existence, right? Although the final ending is lamentable, her personality has not been shaken by this.

- I don't know why, Zigger's heart is full of reluctant feelings, he can't understand what this feeling is, but it is certain that he will never forget the figure of this holy woman.

The time spent with her will also be the best memory.

“…… Thank you, I'll try. ”

That's enough, the other party is a star that he can't touch- Ziggy, who thought so, nodded firmly in thanks, and was about to turn away......

But contrary to the boy's hopes, he saw a "weird" existence.

That is also the "meaning" of Joan of Arc being summoned as a Ruler.

The trajectory of his life that was originally set will also be distorted 180 degrees because of it.

"Uh-hu-hu, lovely Joan of Arc, long time no see. There is also this one named Zigjun, who met for the first time. ”

With an indifferent and non-coercive attitude, a clear and cold voice, time froze on the spot.

A man walked slowly towards Joan of Arc and Ziegy at a pace exactly like that of a famous actor on stage.

For a man, his slightly long pure black hair, and his underwear are pure black suits, which contrasts with his frighteningly fair skin.

And his eyes, his gaze shot straight to Ziggy's side. But the strange thing is that Ziggy himself looked at him, but it was as if he had been lost in a foggy night and fell into a dead alley with no exit, and it was pitch black in front of him.

Obviously holding the face but not being able to see it clearly, clearly being in front of you but being invisible, remembering it but forgetting it-

This man is such a phantom object-

[Chaos] - The man in front of him is too weird, what else can be used to express it other than this word?

Putting down the bag, Joan of Arc immediately transformed her costume into a battle outfit, and the armor woven by magic wrapped around her whole body, which had nothing to do with Ruler's skills, and there was not the slightest hostility on the man's body. But Joan of Arc could feel it by sheer instinct - this man was undoubtedly her enemy.

On the other hand, in her quest realm, she was unable to detect the aura of Servant and Master in this man.

Even the Assassin's [Breath Block] can be neutralized, but such a powerful ability to seek enemies can't sense the existence of this Servant...... If you think about it, it was clear that it was the Holy Grail War that had gathered seven Servants, but soon after losing the trace of one of the Servants, the position of that Servant was-

“Caster？”

"If you get it right, you'll be rewarded with 450 yen."

As he spoke, he dug into his pocket, took out a few coins and threw them on the ground.

The sound of metal clashing brought Ziggy to his senses, and the space around him was filled with a graveyard-like silence, making the sound even more audible.

For Ziggy, it might have been the best time to escape, but he couldn't move.

“…… Maybe you're somewhere wrong, you recognize the wrong person, I don't know you at all. Also, what are you doing here? ”

Joan of Arc looked at the man with a wary gaze, taking a battle stance. Basically, Ruler isn't here to participate in the Holy Grail War, but since she's in a position where she must judge those who break the rules, she's bound to have the right amount of combat power.

"No, no, no...... You and I knew each other, and I was in the ...... with that Lori Dead Apostle back then Oh, by the way, we didn't meet directly at that time. ”

The Caster's expression was almost like that of a child who had found a long-lost toy, and a flawless smile shone on his face full of joy, affirming and denying what he had said.

"Hehehe, too, if I want to find you something-"

The man spread his hands and turned his back to Joan of Arc, and his movements were graceful, gorgeous, and even lazy.

"I'm going to use the Holy Grail to destroy the world, are you two interested in stopping me?"

"You ......"

It didn't look like he was making a declaration of battle to her, he said it with a smile as he had just done, a flawless smile shining on his joyful face.

"Make a wish to slaughter all of humanity, melt Antarctica, launch all the world's nuclear bombs, or wake up some monster in South America...... There are many ways to succeed, and I have thought about many ways to achieve it, but I still feel that the most important step is missing...... That's the embodiment of justice that can stop me! Isn't that all of them?

Thanks MTV! Thanks Fuyuki! They brought me to you, Joan of Arc, and came here as Ruler, and your presence lit up the stage! You are the embodiment of the justice I am destined to face! ”

Jeanne d'Arc felt a rare anger at his more insignificant and dangerous words.

"Are you teasing me?"

"Not really! Don't you understand? Just hide behind the scenes, and then succeed in carrying out the plan that was orchestrated at the beginning and deceive everyone! The world is destroyed! What's so interesting about that?

The ultimate destruction of the world is not the bloodshed, the wounding, or even the beating under the sword of the embodiment of justice, kneeling on the ground and crying 'I surrender!' I'll change it in the future! 'Is there such a thing?'

Such an interesting thing as destroying the world would be completely meaningless without bloodshed and sacrifice, humiliation and frustration. Nothing weakens the soul more than the uninteresting thing of perfectly executing the plan, which negates the meaning of things at all. ”

The man's surprise made Joan of Arc and Ziegy speechless.

――Could this guy be a secondary or radio patient?

"Hahaha, if I were to be a patient with secondary disease or radio wave depth disease, it would be much easier for you. Unfortunately, I have all this from the bottom of my heart, and you have no right to refuse. Joan of Arc, it's okay to use the spell in your hand to launch the order to kill me, if you can believe it, but it won't work. ”

He knows exactly ...... I have a spell?

Before Joan of Arc could ask again, Caster had already disappeared from her eyes with a satisfied smile.

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PS: This title and lines should be familiar to some people, right?