"Apocalyptic beast, it's been a long time since anyone called me by that name," Roland raised an eyebrow, "So, you're the ruler, and only people related to it would call me by that name." ”

For most people, Roland's attributes of human evil are ranked before his specific powers, and the Six Beasts are his most appropriate name, and only the Templar Church, a character who has nothing to do with him, will rank his attributes as an antichrist before human evil.

And seeing the face very similar to Saber, as well as the simple and simple sage temperament, the identity of the girl is not difficult to guess at all.

"Joan of Arc, the saint of France, you do have a heart-warming brilliance in you."

"As you said, I am Joan of Arc Dalke, who was summoned in this war with the rank of Ruler, to find and solve the anomalies that will threaten human history in this Holy Grail War!"

Without any consciousness of the Holy Grail War, Joan of Arc generously reported her identity with a heroic sonorous voice, which was enough to show the girl's determination and full courage.

Roland nodded, although it seemed that the other party was just a fool who was easy to deceive, but it seemed that because of his identity, Joan of Arc at this moment was very serious, his expression was extremely serious, with a strong sense of vigilance, and his beautiful back was straight, showing the sacred and inviolable awe-inspiring beauty perfectly.

But what attracted Roland's attention more than this was not the fleur-de-lis banner that looked more like an ornament than a weapon, nor Joan of Arc's delicate puppet-like face, but a little more angry than Saber's.

— but a girl's outfit.

"So...... Is Ling reproducing the legend of her simple dress as a peasant's daughter who went to the battlefield with the times? ”

Roland held his chin and pondered for a moment, his expression a little subtle.

"However, from the linen suit to such a revealing maid suit, is the span a little larger?"

That's right, I don't know if it's because of the rush to the battlefield, Joan of Arc is wearing a fairly Japanese-style maid outfit, and the skirt on the lower body never reaches the knee, which sets off her slender waist and tall figure.

In the blessing of black over-the-knee socks, coupled with the pale blonde hair tied into braids and the holy temperament, the allure brought by this contrast made Roland look a little dumbfounded.

"Wow!"

"Why are you the one who is surprised? It's been a while since you've been wearing this outfit, so you should get used to cosplay. ”

Roland stared blankly and looked at Joan of Arc with an inexplicable expression.

Joan of Arc blinked awkwardly, facing Roland's aggressive gaze, and subconsciously pressed one hand on the hem of the skirt and pulled it down as much as possible, but because the original design of the dress did not support this unconscionable behavior, it made the girl seem a little reluctant to return.

"It's not cosplay! It's serious work! ”

As if to prove her words, Joan of Arc moved her long fingers pressed against her chest down slightly and pulled out a stack of church tracts.

Although she regretted that she didn't cover herself with the spirit suit that would affect her speed in order to get to the battlefield early, the nature of this matter was very serious!

"As long as you wear such a costume and hand out flyers, you can earn all the day's food expenses for most of the day! It's not surprising that people who are drawn in can also help financially struggling churches and do their part in helping the victims. ”

"Oh......" Hearing this, Roland looked at Joan of Arc with even more pity, "It's really hard for you to do such a job and only get such a low salary." ”

"That's insulting! There is no distinction between high and low professions! ”

"Uh-huh...... Just take it as such, your Master is really bad-hearted. ”

Looking at Joan of Arc, who stood still, blushing, turning his head away, and completely throwing away the mask of the saint, Roland smiled even more happily.

"Goo......

Even Joan of Arc couldn't refute it, no matter how naïve she was, she could faintly realize the evil taste of the Lord when she saw the happy smile on her face when she put on that shameful outfit.

It's just that the other party's reason is too legitimate, so that the girl who hasn't read can't find a means to replace this work, and when this battle is over, she must teach her master a good lesson!

But now is not the time to be shy!

Joan of Arc raised her head and regained her grip on the holy spear next to her, her stubborn eyes looking straight in Roland's direction.

"No need to change the subject! Beast, this kind of thing doesn't matter, I'm here to crusade against you! ”

"Crusade against me? Miss Joan of Arc, but what you want to crusade against should be the source of mutation in the Holy Grail War, right, I'm just a passing human evil, no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with that goal, right? ”

"No kidding! As the beast of the apocalypse, it's your instinct to show the end times, and even if you don't participate in this Holy Grail War, I can't just let you go. ”

Joan of Arc frowned, her pupils filled with solemnity.

"And it's obviously already manifested, but you still choose to hibernate, if it weren't for the guidance of the revelation, I wouldn't even be able to guess the possibility of your appearance, the six beasts, what are you planning?"

Joan of Arc has a revelation up to A-class.

Although there is not much deviation from Saber's intuition in terms of performance, there is a fundamental difference between the two.

Intuition is the sixth sense that allows for appropriate judgments about the current situation, which comes from instinct, while revelation is more mysterious.

Once the goal has been established, the person with the revelation will be prompted about all the relevant conditions for how to achieve the goal.

For example, before killing the dragon, find the sword that can restrain it in advance, avoid the traps in the castle, and find its hidden lair, just like the official strategy.

This is also the reason why servants such as saints are basically unable to be summoned by the regular state.

But Roland was still calm, and he first corrected Joan of Arc's name.

"My name is Roland, and while I don't hate the name Beast of the Apocalypse, being too humble is not a virtue to be admired."

Looking at the young man who said in a reasonable tone that he was greater than the beast, the Holy Maiden was even more confused.

Under the influence of past experiences, she thinks that she is not a likable existence, and with her status as a referee, it stands to reason that it is the norm to start fighting if you disagree.

But Roland, who was even more distorted than the other servants of the Holy Grail War, always communicated with her calmly, and it seemed that he was not unable to communicate, so Joan of Arc did not intend to attack directly.

But the other party's next sentence made her completely lose her temper.

"And are you sure that your revelation is really specific enough to crusade against me?"

Roland looked at Joan of Arc with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

As he expected, when he pointed this out, Joan of Arc closed her mouth speechlessly, and cast a somewhat uneasy look at him.

"Revelation...... I didn't have an order to crusade against you, I just got me to this battlefield. ”

The Holy Lady, who didn't like to lie, clenched the spear in her hand tightly, nodded a little awkwardly, and admitted Roland's statement.

For this result, Roland shrugged his shoulders undeniably, not surprised.

When he heard Joan of Arc reveal his purpose in a dignified manner, he realized that the existence of the other party was not the result of some inhibition to find fault.

The root cause of the anomaly that caused the Holy Grail War?

In this Holy Grail War, this matter has nothing to do with him at all, from the Holy Grail to the shady curtain of the contestants, they are all linked by their own will, by the coincidence of gravity and the manipulation of Sand Stripe Aige.

This time, Roland is just a simple contestant, and he has rules and regulations from summoning heroic spirits to participating in battles.

Although it was all because of him, he did not handle half of the process, and if the revelation had really been ill-intentioned towards him, then King Solomon would not have appeared at all.

As the person closest to God in the orthodox sense, he should not be called as a servant at all if he wants to avoid accidents.

After all, as long as you don't enter the market, you won't lose, although this truth is simple, but it is very useful.

In this case, Joan of Arc's move to still enter and go straight to herself is subtle, and this style is more like a restraint than a god......

"If I really have anything to do with this mutation, the content of the revelation can't be so vague."

“…… Revelation cannot be wrong. ”

Joan of Arc looked at her and said calmly.

"I'm not saying that the Revelation is wrong, it will always point out the right way to get there, so is it possible that it will get you to your door today because it's the right way? Just like the practice of human beings in the past in order to survive, in order to appease the wrath of the gods, it is natural to "

Looking at Joan of Arc, who didn't dare to look directly at him, Roland smiled dangerously and continued.

"—sacrificed."

These ironic words made the good-natured saint frown.

And Roland didn't seem to notice this, and he was still talking.

"After all, even for me, the fall of the Holy Maiden is a very interesting thing, so now are you going to run away? For the sake of the fun you've brought, it's okay to let you go tonight, and it's a little more fun to come to a long time. ”

Just as reluctant to eat cherished snacks, Roland gave quite generous terms.

But Joan of Arc just closed her eyes.

When she opened her blue pupils again, she was back to the same tenacious saint she had been before.

If you think about it carefully, it is indeed as Roland said, although he is also a guardian of inhibiting power, but this time he came with the rank of ruler, and he did not have the privilege as usual, which in itself exudes a strange smell.

The same is true of Roland's existence, even if a single beast is a juvenile, the possibility of her riding alone to defeat it is too slim.

Coupled with the fact that Roland still exists in this world, human reason still exists well, although Joan of Arc doesn't want to admit it, Roland's statement may indeed be close to the truth.

But even so, her decision will not change in the slightest.

As a saint tasked with clearing the point of deviance, this was never something that anyone asked her to do, but a spontaneous act that came out of Joan of Arc's own goodness.

It's as if she didn't resent anyone when she faced her own end and the betrayal of those in her homeland who were saved by herself.

She just did what she had to do, and never asked for anything extravagant.

Even if the enemy she faced changed from the British army to a hero who pursued her wishes, from a hero to a beast that could burn people's reason.

The silver-white armor and rustic clothes covered Joan of Arc's body, and the flag she held was also windless.

"Hoo ......"

Joan of Arc took a deep breath and made a declaration to Roland once again as she thought of the displaced people she had seen along the way, the razed Shinjuku, and the people in the city, fearful of the calamity that would befall them at some point.

"Fallen beast, no...... Roland, I'm going to crusade against you. ”

From a realistic point of view, such behavior is tantamount to falling into the mouth of a tiger.

But if she really exists as a sacrifice of her life, then she should play a greater value.

The noble saint's other hand unconsciously drooped, and she grasped the sword that was still lying in the sheath.

In the next moment, the earth cracked, and the cobweb-like cracks spread densely, and in the smoke and dust in the sky, Joan of Arc waved the holy flag in his hand and smashed straight into Roland's body, showing his determination with his actions!

And yet—

"Using a gun as a tool to smash people, if the guy I fought before saw it, I'm afraid he would be quite angry...... No, she might say that this is also a method of fighting, and then point you to more convenient techniques? ”

Roland gently held the tip of the spear, and raised his arm like iron slightly, as if he didn't feel the power exerted by Joan of Arc at all, and lifted the flag in his hand vertically, so that the girl's body flew directly into the air, and then smashed it down!

"Bang ——!"

In the huge pit, looking at Joan of Arc unscathed, Roland nodded with satisfaction.

Although this blow is merciful to his subordinates, but because of the Black Shadow Kingdom as its backing, he is quite open now, even if it is Saber, if he does not activate the treasure to retreat, he will fall if he eats this blow by relying on his physical fitness alone.

And Joan of Arc was able to take this blow hard, relying on the power of her precious device.

As with her use, the original purpose of the banner was not to kill enemies, but to serve as an inspiration and defense.

As a permanent Noble Phantasm, the banner can transform Joan of Arc's exceptional EX against mana into the most solid defense.

"Very good...... If you're too vulnerable, I'll be a little distressed, and there's nothing that pleases me more than the struggle before I fall into despair. ”

Roland raised his hand, letting the crimson fire condense in it, and the huge True Aether around him was like a stream and river converging into the sea, stirring up a violent storm in the void, and the heavy air pressure swept around like a hurricane, turning into an indescribable coercion, and Joan of Arc, who had just stood up, was also pressed as if he had fallen into the deep sea, and could only devote himself to the release of the treasure.

Then, he swung it down gently, letting the dazzling fireworks turn into a torrent of dazzling fireworks that washed over everything around him.

"—Next, it's time to give in."

(End of chapter)