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The sunlight reflected through the windows, and it was warm and comfortable.

But, it also hurts, a huge pain.

Hell, it hurts to bask in the sun?

Webber suddenly opened his eyes, not caring to see if the ceiling was familiar or unfamiliar to him, and he wanted to sit up as soon as he lifted the quilt.

Then, because of the severe pain, he didn't control his body well and fell directly to the ground.

Face to the ground and butt up. This is typical of dogs eating Xiang.

"Shhhh

Webb rolled on the ground and finally lay face up.

And as he rolled, the house that swirled and reflected his pupils probably made him understand where he was now.

It was a strange room, a strange bed, a strange everything - but the whole room was full of British style.

"Was it brought to the Kingdom of Hyland by Alyssa?"

Webber murmured, and Joan of Arc's voice rang out.

"Yes."

Joan of Arc appeared on the bed, and she sat on the edge of it. Webb didn't turn his head, grinning and reaching out to her.

"Help me."

Joan of Arc shook her head helplessly, got up and picked up Webb, and was still in bed. "Why are you so reactive, I see that you woke up and want to tell you that you were saved by Alyssa, but I saw Master, your face and the ground have intimate contact."

Webb smiled wryly, barely pulling his body against the head of the bed, his right hand lying on his chest.

"Healing."

The right hand that lay on his chest emitted an emerald green glow, but Webb canceled the magic.

"Know how badly you're hurt?" Joan of Arc pouted: "So what's the matter, wouldn't it be good for me to go up and fight, anyway, aren't we Servants here to help the Master fight." I don't know what you're stubborn about. ”

Webber glanced at Joan of Arc, her question, Webb didn't want to answer.

So just a glance at it, and then it didn't matter.

Joan of Arc saw Weber's reaction and exhaled softly.

She's ...... now. Growing dissatisfaction with this master of hers.

What is this?

"Heavenly work eighty-one, land deed seventy-zero, the day of godlessness."

Webber suddenly spoke inexplicably, again in English, and long sentences came out of his mouth for a moment.

Joan of Arc turned her head to look at Webber with a puzzled expression.

"What did you say?"

Webb didn't reply to Joan of Arc, and he didn't have time to reply.

"The absoluteness of Longkimus, with the blood of my gods, sacrifices to the common people."

"O God above me, I am willing to use my magic as a bargaining chip in exchange for the Avalon of the origin of the God!"

Joan of Arc finally heard the last word, so she froze.

She finally understood what Webb was doing.

"The Art of Prayer ......"

The art of praying to the gods.

Only the descendants of the gods and those who have communicated with the gods can use the forbidden arts.

The forbidden magic of the Moon World is second only to magic.

Use your own things as bargaining chips in exchange for one of God's powers.

And Webb, a madman, actually exchanged magic for that Avalon?

Is he crazy! Does he know what she's doing!

Webb, who is a magician, actually exchanged magic for something?

"Are you crazy? You are a magician, if you give magic to the gods, you can't be called a magician, at most you can be a mobile mana store, and you will never be able to use magic. Joan of Arc furrowed her eyebrows.

But Webber only glanced at her, and still ignored it.

Is it a joke that his relationship with Artoria is comparable to that of ordinary descendants of God?

It doesn't matter, it's just that you can't use magic for a while.

It is true that he traded magic for Avalon, but as long as he returns Avalon, magic will come back to him.

As for him and Artoria are not in the same world, so this method ignores what is used...... It's even more nonsense.

The so-called prayer to the gods is nothing more than the prayer of the god blood in his own body.

Therefore, even if Webb gets Avalon now, it is not the ontology of Avalon.

Definitely, it has been weakened a lot.

However, after this weakened Avalon, he can repair his injuries in half a month or a month.

The golden light appeared on Webb's body after his spell fell, and after enveloping Webb's body, he felt something inside him and was pulled out.

'The right to use magic'

The law contained in the blood of the gods, after the activation of the magic of praying to the gods, deprived Webb of the right to use magic.

Therefore, even if the magic in Webber's body is still flowing now, and the origin of Rune is still in his body, he will not be able to use magic or Rune.

Then, a golden metal trimmed with striking blue enamel adorned with a long-lost fairy script appeared out of thin air in the center and landed on the bed in front of Webb.

Webb grabbed it before it landed, and whispered 'Avalon' in his mind.

In an instant, the golden scabbard turned into a golden-colored streamer and entered Webb's chest. Avalon, which then entered Webber's heart, released a golden amount of magic-like energy.

The extremely mild magic-like energy is not gentle at all after encountering the injury, and it destroys the injury in a violent manner. It's just that Webb is scarred in his body.

It was so powerful that Avalon couldn't repair Webb's body in the first place.

Almost, though.

Webb closed his eyes, felt it, and then hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"In this way, it seems that after twenty or thirty days, the injury will be healed."

“……”

Joan of Arc doesn't understand it now.

Originally, in her opinion, Webber's injuries would take a year and a half to heal with his own healing power and healing magic.

The result?

It doesn't take him a month to see how he is alive......

"Is it because of that Avalon?" Joan of Arc murmured, "Avalon, Avalon...... Could it be the Avalon? An ideal place to escape from the world? ”

She thought of Avalon's identity, so she looked at Webb in disbelief.

This calm girl finally can't calm down.

"How is it possible, how can such a thing be in the hands of God. This is King Arthur Artoria Pandoragon's Treasure! Could it be that your upper body is King Arthur? But she's not a god! This...... What the hell is going on......"

"Nothing is impossible." Weber had little thought of explaining the matter and dispelling Joan of Arc's confusion.

"But even if you can recover within a month, I'll be fighting in the next battle." Joan of Arc regained her composure, and she said calmly.

"Why?"

"Because I'm your Servant, it's our responsibility to relieve the Master."

"If you get hurt, that's my problem."

"I ...... I am a Heroic Spirit, I am a Warrior. Injuries are commonplace! Joan of Arc almost laughed at Weber's words.

What do you mean by 'if you get hurt it'?

Is she that delicate?

She's Joan of Arc Dalke! France's goddess of war!

Scars are her glory!

"Joan of Arc."

Webber couldn't help it, got out of bed, and stood in front of Joan of Arc.

The height of 1.9 meters crushed the 1.6 meter Joan of Arc, but he looked up at him calmly, and his momentum was not weak at all.

"If, I say if." Weber said seriously: "My person is still a woman, if I make a move, it just means that I am exhausted and unable to do anything!" This is true whether you are a Servant or a normal human! ”

"Master......" Joan of Arc sighed heavily.

She finally understood Weber's thoughts.

"I don't want to think I'm weak because I'm a woman...... If there is a chance to fight, I'm afraid the Master will not be my opponent! ”

"......" Weber.

He's not Joan of Arc's opponent?

Are you kidding me?

Oh, that's wrong, what do you think to think of me as your opponent?

XXOO's Magic is Ex! Absolute magician nemesis! How do you want me to hit you?

A big magic trick may be gone, but you're 100% fine! How do you want me to play.

"That's not to say, and ah."

Webber walked to the door, then tilted his head to look at Joan of Arc.

"Are you still a woman? It's just a girl...... A nineteen-year-old girl! ”

Hearing this, what Joan of Arc wanted to say was blocked in his chest and couldn't speak.

Nineteen-year-old girl.

Indeed, she is only a nineteen-year-old girl.

It's obviously a very ordinary word, but I don't know why Joan of Arc was a little congested when it came out of Weber's mouth.

yes, she's just a nineteen-year-old girl! She also wants to live like an ordinary girl.

But she couldn't, because she--

It's Joan of Arc Dalke.

Joan of Arc pressed all the rebuttals in her heart, and she wondered what else Webber wanted to say.

Webber, who didn't know what Joan of Arc thought and thought she was finally willing to obey, nodded with satisfaction.

Weber didn't say the rest of the sentence at first, he just silently recalled in his heart what kind of existence Joan of Arc was.

She is the most famous saint in the world.

During the two years between his departure from his hometown at the age of 17 and his burning at the stake at the age of 19, his name is etched in history.

After saving the saint of France, she completed the offensive with a miraculous fast-forward attack, but came to a tragic end due to false accusations.

She was taken prisoner because of French cowardice.

And the captive Joan of Arc still caused this miracle.

This girl who doesn't know anything but the prayers written in the holy books.

When opponents of first-class theologians are opponents, they do not back down a single step and engage in improvisable debates.

The process of punishing her in the name of a heretic was made very difficult.

Even the soldiers who burned her at the stake realized that they had burned the saint to death after Joan of Arc's death, and fell into a bottomless confession for the rest of their lives.

She, absolutely a legendary mission...... No, she's a legend!

It is precisely because of this that she has such a violating Heroic Spirit layout.

Age: 19 (aged at age)

Gender: Female

Height: 159cm

Weight: 44kg

Measurements:???

Rank: ??? (Eligible to become Saber and Ruler)

Source: Historical facts

Location: Domémie, France

Attributes: Order and goodness

Armament: Flag, sword

Ability stats

Tendon strength: B

Durability: B

Agility: A

Magic: Ex

Fortunate:??

Treasure: Ex

Rank ability (due to the adaptation of Saber, Lancer, and Ruler, so all three tiers are available)

Magical Power: EX - Due to the unshakable faith and Saber's magic bonus, it exerts a high resistance to magic. However, it is just a magic stagger (dodge), and in the case of a wide range of magic attacks, only Joan of Arc can be saved. It does not apply to the secret of the church.

Seeing through the real name: If the identity of B-Ruler is summoned, the real name, rank, and performance information of all Servants directly encountered will be automatically revealed. If the opponent has the inherent ability to hide their real name and performance, or if they have a treasure, they must be judged according to their luck level.

Divine Decision: A-Ruler's supreme prerogative to use two spells for each Servant participating in the Holy Grail War, and cannot be replaced with spells from other Servants.

Seeking Enemies: A - can sense the presence of Servant breath within a radius of 10 kilometers, and even the Assassin's "Shielding Breath" skill can be neutralized.

Ride: E - Skillful in handling a variety of mounts, including ancient two-horse chariots and modern land vehicles.

Keep your skills

Revelation: A - the same skill as "intuition". Intuition is the sixth sense in combat, but "revelation" applies to everything that is relevant to the achievement of a goal (such as choosing the most suitable path for a journey). Since it is unfounded, I can't explain it to others.

Leadership: C - The natural ability to command the legion. Joan of Arc's posture of raising the flag on the battlefield to participate in the assault raised the morale of the soldiers to the limit and allowed the army to become one. Because of her leadership, she is able to convince others of unfounded "revelations."

Saint: B - indicates that she is recognized as a saint. When summoned as a Servant, the Saint can choose one of the following options: "Mystic Effect Increase", "HP Auto-Recovery", "Leadership Boost 1", and "Ability to Craft Relic Cloth".

Treasure

Our Lord Is Here (LuminositeEternelle)

【Grade】A

【Type】Enchantment Treasure

【Distance】1~10

Max Capture???

LaPucelle

Level: C (before activation) / EX (after activation)

【Type】Special Attack Treasure Phantasm

[Attack Range] ???

Max Capture???

？？？ （？？？ ）

【Grade】???

【Type】Evil/Human/??? Treasure

[Attack Range] ???

Max Capture???

Be reasonable.

No matter how messy she is, how many rank abilities and retention skills you don't want, let's just say her treasure.

One A, one EX, one is still a question mark.

It was the first time Webb had seen a Noble Phantasm with a question mark in its rank, and it was also the first time that he had seen a Noble Phantasm with a question mark even its name on the Noble Phantasm panel.

However, this also proves the strength of Joan of Arc from the side.

But, still don't need to go into battle!

Webber said softly, "Joan of Arc, since you have left Valhalla, you will no longer live as a Heroic Spirit. Go and supplement your life, you're just a kid. I hope that you can make up for all the things you didn't feel before in this new period. ”

"Let's live like an ordinary girl."

“！！！” Joan of Arc froze.

"Listen to me, it's the Master's order!" Webb drank.

“……”

Joan of Arc was silent.

"So be it."

Webber looked silent, his head bowed motionless, and there was no hint of Joan of Arc.

"You can fight, but only when I'm in mortal danger. The rest of the time...... You're like a nineteen-year-old girl, feeling the world you've never experienced before, okay? Joan of Arc ......"

The Joan of Arc at the end of Weber's words was almost like a plea.

Joan of Arc shuddered, and then she nodded with difficulty.

Webb laughed. He walked up and touched Joan of Arc's head.