"This guy ......," Shen He frowned.

Jill was a good friend of Joan of Arc's in the past, so he was willing to stand aside and just watch.

But would anyone else dare to attack his Joan of Arc casually?

However, before Shen He made a move, someone was faster than him.

"What are you doing! Ryunosuke! Jill tugged at the young man's arm roughly, "This is my holy woman!" She was simply deceived by God. ”

“...... Yes, but. "There is something overwhelming about young people.

"I'm not fooled!" Joan of Arc even felt powerless, "Can't you even tell if it's real or not, Jill?" ”

"If you are not deceived, why will you not forgive me and return to me to guide me forward?" Jill's huge eyes were filled with endless struggle and pain.

"No one can forgive you for the wrong things you have done!" Joan of Arc gritted her teeth and said categorically.

Even she herself is also burdened with bloody sins, and there is no escape from what she has done except to carry it.

"Nope! How cruel is this! Jill simply couldn't accept this reality, "My good saint will never cruelly abandon her servant!" You're just fooled, yes, by that hypocritical god! ”

"......" Joan of Arc looked at her with regret.

She has never been a good saint, and she is not qualified to forgive Gil for those mutilated children, she is just a country girl who has abandoned everything in order to move forward.

"Alright, Joan of Arc." Shen He gently held one of Joan of Arc's palms with pity, "He has fallen into an inextricable fantasy because of his attachment to you and his tragic fate, and it is useless to say anything." ”

Jill in the Fourth Holy Grail War is not even as good as the Jill who summoned Black Chastity.

It's completely insane.

Or rather, he just hoped that through Joan of Arc, he would be forgiven for the evil deeds he had committed. So he was unwilling to accept the holy woman in front of him who refused to forgive him.

"If I have the opportunity in the future, I will be able to meet you when you were younger." Joan of Arc slowly raised her spear, gritted her teeth and said indignantly, "I must give you a hard education before I can relieve my anger." ”

Looking at the holy posture wrapped in light, with a gentle gaze in firmness, and a tone that is always stern and helpless.

A line of tears flowed down Jill's face.

How I wish I could go back in time, to the days when we followed in the footsteps of the saints and chased victory and glory.

Burst!

The sound of a sharp object entering the body.

In Ryunosuke's completely stunned gaze, Jill did not dodge, and even hugged the spear with open hands.

"Go back to Valhalla, Jill." Joan of Arc whispered, "I have found my own happiness, and you should accept your mistakes and find your own salvation." ”

"Zhen... Morality...... I, ...... the hell"

Before Jill could finish speaking, the last voice turned into light and slowly dissipated.

"How could it be...... Bluebeard Boss. Ryunosuke fell directly to his knees on the ground.

Shen He glanced at him, raised his hand and knocked him to the ground, this perverted murderer who is just an ordinary person, let's leave it to the laws of this world to punish.

Joan of Arc scattered her armor and spears.

She didn't feel much about killing her former friends with her own hands, because as a heroic spirit, Jill's current death was far from over.

And the struggle, remorse, and pain of her friends, she can't save them.

As Joan of Arc said at the beginning, the only thing she could do about what had happened was to pray to the Lord that the souls of her friends would be redeemed for themselves.

"Joan of Arc, you go back first." Shen He looked up at the sky.

"Okay, Master, be careful." Joan of Arc nodded slightly, and after taking two steps, she suddenly turned her head and gave a sincere smile, "Thank you, Master." ”

"We're lovers." Shen He waved his hand, "If you really want to thank me, it's better to take some practical action at night." ”

"Huh......?" Joan of Arc blushed all at once.

He turned around in a panic and hurried away without looking back.

This girl.

Shen He looked at Joan of Arc's back, and he could be regarded as letting go of a big stone in his heart.

However, his worries may have been superfluous from the start, Joan of Arc was the most powerful woman he had ever seen, and few people were able to combine kindness and strength, but she not only did it, but she took both to the extreme.

Then next.

Shen He looked up at the two people still standing in the sky.

The imaginary war did not begin, they seemed to be chatting about something.

Forget it, it's good to be able to hold off the Golden Shine.

Shen He thought so, preparing to find the last assassin, as well as Yan Fengqili, who was probably pursuing pleasure.

"Master, I've won the victory." Artoria's voice came to mind.

"Master, is there another prey?" Estes' voice followed.

"Master!" Then came Mikoto Misaka's voice, "Alice Phil's health has suddenly deteriorated, and there are many enemies around. ”

“......”

Shen He was stunned by this series of information.

But soon, he reacted too.

I see, is this the plan of Yan Feng Qili and Jin Shanshan.

It's not just himself who is delaying time, because the final decision on the time to summon the Little Holy Grail will be in the hands of Yan Feng Qili, who has mastered the assassin spell.

......

Go back ten minutes ago.

Within the Rider's Phantasm Enchantment, the war has begun to heat up.

There were intertwined shouts, the clashing of weapons, a dizzying smell of blood in the air, deserts, ice crystals, cold air, and scorching heatwaves, all of which together formed a spectacular scene.

"It's a pleasure, hahaha!"

The King of Conquest wielded a sword and drove a carriage with a hearty laugh in the midst of the battle.

"I didn't expect that now that I have become a heroic spirit, I will still have the opportunity to lead the soldiers to fight happily on the battlefield, this is really thanks to you, General Estes!"

Since the beginning of this war, the strength of the opponent's one-man army and the understanding of war have been recognized by the conquering king.

Although the idea of treating war as a hunt is not in line with the king's philosophy, it is enough to be called a "general"!

"Hmph, you're also quite a powerful opponent." Estes stood in the middle of the battlefield, looking like he was having a good time.

"Is it just quite powerful?" The King of Conquest looked around, "This king has only consumed less than thirty percent of his troops. ”

In terms of strength, the Conquest King's Immortal Legion is undoubtedly superior to Estes's Ice Knights, and even if Estes can continuously create new Ice Knights, he can't stop the Legion from approaching step by step.

What's more, the number of Ice Knights created by Estes is gradually decreasing, and it looks like they are almost reaching their limit.

So in the eyes of the conquering king, this war should be his victory.

"Are you going to be naïve enough to think that this is all I do?" A smile tugged at the corners of Estes' lips, and he once again raised his sword.

This time, instead of creating a new Ice Knight, a whirlwind of ice and snow was rolled up like a knife.

"It's ......"

The king of conquest gradually realized something.

The ice knights who were dismembered in the war just now did not dissipate, but piled up on this battlefield in large numbers.

Now, the temperature of the entire battlefield is dropping rapidly to a perceptible degree.

"The real role of 'General Binglan' is nothing more than storing the energy of the emperor's tool."

As the ice whirlwind around Estes intensified, she stood like an ice queen in the center of the whirlwind.

The last time this trick was used was when he was crusading against aliens, and only one of the nearly 10,000 troops survived.

"Let me see how many really strong people can survive this time."

The moment when the words fell.

What should have been a scorching desert land was covered in a sudden blizzard.

The roar of the wind filled his ears, and the cold air tore at everything like sharp knives, and there were countless heroic soldiers who were swept into the air by the wind, screaming and being torn to pieces, covering this meat grinder-like hell with a layer of scarlet.

As Estes said, only the truly strong can survive from such a harsh environment.

"It was only ...... by one person"

With a calm face, the King of Conquest took off his iconic cloak and draped it over Weber's body.

“rider。” Webb's body trembled, "Let's retreat." ”

The temperature here is so low that it is beyond the limits of what humans can live on.

"What stupid are you talking about?"

The King of Conquest slapped him on the head, and with a rough force he slapped Webb's thin body directly onto the seat of the carriage.

"Even if the opponent is a powerful goddess of ice and snow, there may not be no hope of victory, but if you give up so easily, how can you achieve the feat of conquering the world, now, at this moment, it is the time for me to conquer King Iskandar and show my heroic appearance!"

"But—"

Webber was about to say something, but a crack in the enchantment suddenly appeared beneath him.

"You're not my courtier, so live well."

The last picture Webb saw was the Emperor on horseback, sword raised, shouting loudly, and leading his enthusiastic soldiers to sprint forward against the blizzard.

How could it be......

Webb remembered the spell in his hand.

He hurriedly raised his palm.

"The First Spell—"

When the words came to his lips, the words that commanded the king of conquest to return on the road to conquest could not be spoken.

A rider's smile appeared in front of Webb's eyes.

He suddenly realized that the posture of moving forward in the face of all kinds of difficulties was exactly what he pursued and longed for.

"Order, Iskander, victory must be achieved."

The light flashed, and a spell on the back of his hand disappeared in a slightly regretful mood.

But with that comes greater fear.

"The second spell, Iskander, must return safely!"

What can be called a wasteful command seems to give Webb a thin sense of security.

But that's not enough!

Glancing at the last spell on the back of his hand, Webber gritted his teeth.

"Third Spell ——!"

The moment the words came to his mouth.

Time stopped.

It was as if the whole world was covered with a blue halo.

Estes used up all his strength, and showed the last hole card of the emperor, and even the power of the entire enchantment was frozen together, and the enchantment originally formed by the will of the soldiers was already on the verge of collapse with the continuous sacrifice of the soldiers.

"It's over......"

Somewhat weakly, she walked up to the conquering king, and with the joy of another victory, she raised her sword.

Right now.

Artoria also won in a one-on-one knight duel, with great strength and experience.

Yan Fengqili, who had already come to the ground, looked into the distance as if he felt something.

Of the seven servants, four have died.

He walked forward on foot, one Assassin after another approaching him.

Then, towards the house that Emiya Kiritsugu had bought, he rushed away.

And himself, took out a helmet.

Hades's stealth helmet, one of the treasures in Gilgamesh's treasury, has only one effect, completely hiding the wearer's figure.

The Holy Grail, just around the corner.

Shen He, who had been informed by Mikoto Misaka, had already understood the plan and purpose of Yan Feng Qili, and he did not hesitate to put on his battle armor and rush to the sky.

Now Alice Phil has collected the souls of four servants in her body.

The Assassin clones who are fighting Misaka Mikoto Alter and others will undoubtedly be the fifth, and as long as they also die, the Holy Grail will appear in the world.

And only the Master who has been chosen by the Holy Grail can make his wish in front of the Holy Grail.

Yan Feng Qili didn't even need to grab the Holy Grail.

"Xiaolan, transfer all the energy to the power module." Shen He gave the order.

The purpose of the Yan Feng Qi Ceremony was undoubtedly to gain time and immediately fulfill his wish the moment the Holy Grail appeared.

This wish may be for Jin Shining to conquer the world, or it may be to please the whole world, or something else, but no matter what, Shen He can't let him succeed.

"Master." Mikoto Misaka Alter's voice appeared in Shen He's mind again, "These guys, all of a sudden, committed suicide. ”

"Leave it alone, transfer Alice Phil first." Shen He had already seen the situation over there from above.

"No, Hughby won't let me."

"What?" Shen He was slightly stunned.

But in the next moment, the hairs on his body stood up, and he made a sharp turn almost without hesitation.

Because a scarlet light shot at him.

With his current eyesight, he could see what was inside that light.

A red spear.

Even if he dodged it, the feeling of goosebumps not subsided, and Shen He was surprised to see that the spear actually turned a corner in mid-air and shot towards him again.

I see, it's the spear that pierced the Deaththorn.

It was supposed to be from Celtic mythology, the Irish Child of Light, the hero known as the "Fierce Dog of Courland", and the treasure of Ku Chulin, but in front of him should be an imposter from the King's Treasury.

It has the effect of killing with one hit, and once the liberation of the real name is thrown, it will inevitably pierce the heart of the enemy.

That guy Jin Shining, really turned on the all-knowing and all-powerful star, and interpreted the real name of the treasure......