"No, it's me who should say thank you." Joan of Arc understood what the god of fire weaving meant, shook his head, and smiled, "Although I haven't met the requirements yet, I think I have understood what I should want, and besides, you didn't let me do anything that violated my duties." ”

Joan of Arc ......

God Cracked Fire Weaving took a deep breath, and some kind of impulse came to his heart, and he couldn't help but take a step forward.

"When this war is over, you will be my companion, in the wider world."

"Okay." Joan of Arc smiled happily.

Companion, what a distant word.

After receiving the gift, will she really be able to regain her own life, not for the person who has died, but for the life of a country girl who should have stopped forever at the age of nineteen.

Bring your mind back to the moment.

After saying goodbye to the god Cracked Fire Weaving, he still walked down the street in the maid costume for part-time work, facing the eyes of the people around him, but his mentality was not as good as usual, but he just felt it from afar, and it became a desire to blend in.

It wasn't until I entered the church that I seemed to return to the identity of a heroic spirit from that heart-pounding anticipation.

"Sure enough, it's you...... Your Majesty! An old priest looked at Joan of Arc in front of him with great excitement, "Although I have heard that this Holy Grail War has a special rank, the existence of ruler, but I really didn't expect it to be you!" ”

For the people in the church, Joan of Arc merely exists, almost as an angel of the Lord.

The identity of a saint, the reappearance of the heroic spirit.

She is also a unique saint who can obtain oracles, and her story is even studied and studied by every clergyman since childhood.

"I'm here today because I want to ask for something."

Joan of Arc didn't say that she wasn't a saint or anything like that, she understood that such words were nothing more than an irresponsible shake-off, and instead got down to business.

"I see, Caster, I didn't think it would be that one." The old priest sighed a little, and then replied respectfully, "This Holy Grail War seems to have undergone some incredible change, and the only people the church can contact now are assassin, Archer, Lancer, Rider and their masters, but only the assassins can ensure their participation, and their masters are the children below." ”

"It doesn't matter, even if you contact it, the Tosaka family where Archer is located, I will go there in person." Joan of Arc said.

This is as expected.

Originally, the church would use the power of the world and the demons to monitor every master and spirit as much as possible.

But now it simply can't be done.

I was able to find the rider, or because the bold king didn't hide his figure at all, just like an ordinary person who often went shopping, if it weren't for the fact that the church also had the spells left over from the previous Holy Grail Wars, it would be really difficult to find.

"In that case, please let me arrange it below." The old priest laughed, "The master of Archer is a true magician, and I believe he will welcome you." ”

Joan of Arc nodded slightly.

Looking at the statue of Jesus on the church, he walked over, knelt on one knee, and prayed silently.

It was supposed to be just a routine prayer before the battle.

But this time.

But unexpectedly got some kind of long-lost revelation.

The Lord wanted her to receive the gift of that otherworldly god, to be one of those people, and to spread the gospel of the Lord to the otherworld.

There was a hint of strangeness on the expression of Her Highness the Holy Maiden.

That sounds ......

There was a slight sense that the master was instructing her to go undercover.

Ah, what disrespect.

Her Highness the Pious Lady hastened to ask the Lord for forgiveness for the irreverent thoughts she had raised.

But silence is a bit of a pleasure.

"Such a blatant undercover agent is worthy of inhibition, and the more I look at it, the more I feel like a child." After pondering for a while, he decided to go to the two world rules that still only had a basic sense of self-consciousness to have a friendly conversation, and he was idle anyway.

Thereupon.

After the church spread the news, Joan of Arc was respectfully invited to the mansion by Tosaka Tosaka Shichen on this day.

"I really didn't expect that it would be Her Highness the Holy Maiden who would be the adjudicator of this Holy Grail War."

Tosaka Shichen was wearing a meticulous dress, and his words, movements, and demeanor did not live up to the old priest's evaluation of him.

Be humble and courteous, observe etiquette and highlight nobility.

"Although I am a judge, I do not have the strength of a judge now." Joan of Arc's face was calm, and he sat in the reception room of the Tosaka Mansion, but his eyes looked in a certain direction.

The Archer didn't hide his aura in the slightest, but he didn't do anything specifically either.

It's as if he doesn't care about the adjudicator at all.

In this way, alone, it matches the evaluation of him by the rest of Joan of Arc's knowledge.

"The king happens to be resting at the moment, as a subordinate, it is not easy to disturb him, and I ask Her Highness the Holy Maiden to forgive me." Tosaka Tokitomi took the initiative to memorize the arrogant pot displayed by Gilgamesh.

There is no way.

He had asked Gilgamesh if he wanted to meet with Joan of Arc, and received an expected answer.

"Holy Maiden? It's ridiculous that she's just a foolish village girl who follows God's revelation to save the kingdom, and she's not worthy to see the king. ”

When Jin Shanshan said this, the disdain was palpable.

For him who lives in the god generation, the gods are enemies to deal with, they are powerful beings, but they are not people who need to be respected, in the end, as a demigod, he always has a stronger and more arrogant sense of superiority over the believers of the gods.

Naturally, Tosaka Shichen would not refute the king.

But I don't want to offend the saints of the church.

simply put the blame on himself.

And the result of this.

It was Gilgamesh who snorted dissatisfiedly, and it was extremely clear across several rooms.

"It doesn't matter." Joan of Arc didn't embarrass the slightly embarrassed Tosaka Tokitomi, just shook his head and said, "I believe the church has explained the situation to you, Caster's real name is a person with a relationship with me, and his target is also me." ”

"Don't worry." Tosaka Shichen immediately said, "I have also heard of Caster's evil deeds, and if I do such evil deeds in the place where I am waiting for the three families, even if he doesn't come, I will not let him go, it is related to the reputation of the Tosaka family for hundreds of years." ”

Tosaka Tokitomi certainly has the shortcomings of being overconfident and stubborn to the point of being unsympathetic, but in this regard, he is undoubtedly the head of a perfect magic family.

Adherence to the glory of the bloodline was part of his instincts.

That's why he invited Joan of Arc into his home even though he knew the risks.

And this was also expected by Orochimaru.

At this time, Orochimaru stayed not far away, smiling sadly.

"You're right, this kind of person had better calculate, Jian Tong Yan."

"Yes." Jian Tong Yan lowered his head and stood behind him a little sluggishly.