I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Preface: Jeanne d'Arc's debut scene had the most cuts in animation, so this chapter had to be posted, and it was a waste of my time to revise it. If you have seen it, you can skip it directly.

"Joan of Arc turned her kindness, humility, integrity and innocence into the beliefs she adhered to. This is what she was all about." - A certain theologian said.

Rouen, old market square

Like an elegy from the other side, she turned a deaf ear to the dirty words that flowed into her ears. It would be a lie if she didn't feel sad at all when hearing these words, but it would be an exaggeration if these words made her feel painful.

Fear, in other words, is just a concern. When she decided to fight, she had already put aside shame and regret. Even at this moment, she did not feel it.

She was dragged into the square, and onlookers gathered around her. She walked straight, subconsciously covering her chest, and discovered that her cross had been stolen at some point.

The pillar of her soul left her, and sadness slowly soaked into her heart. As she mourned, an Englishman rushed over and handed her a crudely made wooden cross with great piety.

"Thank you," she whispered gratefully. She had to look down at him because the man was already kneeling in front of her, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes. Although some people will belittle her, more people are crying for her. (In the animation, a girl hands the cross, but I think it’s better for girls.)

If those filthy words are foreign songs from distant lands, then those sorrows may be mother's lullaby.

Her hands were tied tightly and her back was pressed against the wooden frame. No one would think she could escape while being so bound. The tightness of the restraints gives people the impression that even if they try to loosen them, it will be in vain.

I can't escape being sent so far away, she thought.

When her last crime was read out during the ceremony, torches lit the pyre beneath her.

Tongues of fire slowly licked her feet. To those gathered around her, burning a person's body with fire was the most horrific form of execution they could imagine. The skin was burned by the flames, and the bones and flesh were consumed by the fire. I can only chant the name of God and the Holy Mother over and over again.

"Your prayers are all lies."

She has been accused of this many times and insulted many times. There was nothing she could do to fix the problem. There is no fixed right or wrong in prayers; they must remain the same no matter who is praying.

She wanted to tell them that they were wrong, but she was powerless to speak. Instead she sees her old life: her lovely hometown, her normal family, and the fool who abandoned them. But is she really a fool? Yes, she might have been.

After all, when she made this choice, she had already expected such an ending. No one knows the final outcome better than she does.

If she had looked away at that time, she would definitely have a different ending at this moment.

If she ignored those voices, if she turned her back on the soldiers' dying lamentations, maybe she would live a happy life like an ordinary woman, maybe she would get married and live a happy life as a wife and mother. (In this way, many dead nerds will have no wives - what are you looking at? Is it weird to fall in love with a paper man?)

This future will belong to her and nothing will change.

However, she put this happiness aside and ran towards a completely different ending. She raised her sword, put on her armor, carried the flag representing the country's glory, and began her military career as the forefront commander.

You had to know it was going to end like this, didn't you?

She had known it for a long time and had realized it. Her efforts only mean that she will one day have such an ending. Although many people cursed her as a fool and laughed at her stupidity.

However, more lives can be saved this way! The path I chose was the right one.

Her visions of the past and future faded away as the cruel reality arrived. The fire surrounding her burned her, and she turned to ashes in prayer.

This was her last prayer, this was her sacrifice. Even if everyone in the world betrayed her and betrayed her, she was convinced at the last moment before she died that she had not betrayed herself.

There is no regret or any hope for the future. At the end she will be at peace.

Despite being treated so cruelly, her selfless prayers and no regrets still echoed in her heart before her life came to an end and everyone was extinguished.

Lord, I am entrusted with this body... (Yochuan, you should actually implement this, so that the great hero has a companion, so he dares to show off!)

Her last consciousness went away, and at the last moment of her life she finally escaped from the sea of ​​suffering. Her dreamless sleep was over, and only reality remained. But it's far from over. In the place where girls' dreams turned into foam, the legend of Joan of Arc began to spread.

——Search starts

——Search completed

——One piece matches

——Physically suitable

——Lingge is suitable for

——The pedigree is suitable

——Personality suitable

——Magic Suitable

——The temporary sealing of the personality due to possession and the insertion of the spirit of the heroic spirit (install)

——Obtain the consent of the original personality

——Start saving (backup) of other areas of the body

——Lingge insertion (installation) completed. Begin the work of spiritual and physical fitness.

——Beginning to give special abilities (skills) to classes

——Start inserting information on all heroic spirits and necessary information up to this era.

——The backup of other fields is completed

——Class special abilities (skills) have been given. Skill "Saint", choose to make holy cloth. (The saint's ability is to choose one of "the effect of the secret increases", "HP automatically recovers", "leadership increases by 1 level", and "can make holy cloth" when summoned as a Servant. Joan of Arc chooses The purpose is to make the holy cloth, and the one wrapped in red A is the holy cloth.)

——The necessary information has been inserted.

——Suitable for completion of homework

——The whole project is completed

——Servant class ruler. End of appearance

Open your eyes. The means of summoning are so unusual. It is unprecedented for a call to have such a tenuous connection with the present world. Could it be that this Holy Grail War—the battle known as the Holy Grail War—is too abnormal?

The current world is finally completed, and there are no problems with various indicators. But this body right now is that of an authentic French girl. Furthermore, she also possesses most of the French girl's memories. One body houses two personalities. Rather than the so-called multiple personalities, it is more appropriate to say that it is the unity of the two personalities. Perhaps because this girl has a strong sensitivity and devout faith, she recognized and fully accepted the girl living in her body (La Pucelle)

"I'm going to borrow your body for now, Leticia."

The girl calls the holder's name like this.

I thought of the first thing to do, go say hello to my friends.

The girl got up from the bed and shook her friend who was sleeping in the bed next to her. The friend lingered for a while, finally rubbed his eyes after hearing the girl's whisper, and half woke up.

"Um, what?"

Hearing this sleepy voice, the girl felt guilty for waking her up, and said in a clear voice:

"From today on, I'm going to leave here for a while."

Perhaps the serious *** woman who still hadn't understood this said goodbye and fell asleep again - after a few seconds, she suddenly opened the quilt and shouted:

"What did you say?"

"I'm sorry for being so abrupt, but I don't have time anymore."

"No, no, you have time but don't have time. I don't understand what you say! It's too abrupt! Why did you say this immediately after saying 'good night, see you tomorrow'!"

Facing her friend who was shouting in confusion, the girl told her sincerely, "This is a long trip," "This trip is absolutely necessary," and "Don't worry." The friend listened to her words dumbfounded for a while, but soon nodded as if he understood.

"I know. If you have to go, there's nothing you can do about it."

"Okay. Let me explain the teacher's side."

"Well, then, good night."

"OK, good night."

The girl did not use magic to cast hints. But as a Ruler, she has the power to make third parties believe her words.

She told her teachers and classmates that she was about to embark on the journey and let them understand that it was a necessary trip. Although the girl felt a bit arrogant, there was nothing she could do about it. She sighed and put the distracting thoughts away.

Fortunately, the original owner of this body is currently living in a student dormitory, far away from his parents. This trip, which is only about a month at most, should not be known to them.

The girl stuffed the necessary changes of clothes, passport, and textbooks into her bag and left the student dormitory. The original owner of this body - Leticia is still a student. Girls from rural areas have never had the opportunity to learn to read and write before. Therefore, it feels really strange to be able to easily master the knowledge of modern languages ​​as information with the help of the Holy Grail.

"Having said that, there must be a limit to abnormality."

There was no need for her to borrow someone else's body. Instead, she should be summoned in her physical form on the urban battlefield just like any other servant.

However, this time, she was summoned in the form of being attached to the body of another person, and the location was her own motherland - the part of France that still retains its former appearance.

Originally, Ruler was to be summoned as the eighth Servant. But this time it actually became the fifteenth. Among the past Holy Grail Wars, this is probably the largest.

Was the accident caused by this reason? Or are there other reasons? In any case, since I was summoned as a ruler, I must shoulder the task of overcoming all difficulties. The girl made up her mind.

The girl's real name is Jeanne d'Arc (Jeanne d'Arc). As a servant, his class is "ruler", he has no master, and he is the absolute manager of the Holy Grail War.

In this way, Ruler took the night bus all the way to the airport, and then flew to Bucharest, Romania. It would be nice to be able to transform into a spiritual body, but it seems impossible. She had no choice but to buy the air ticket at her own expense (to be precise, she used Laetitia's money, you are such a saint...). Then she would have to go to the Holy Church and the Magic Association to make a request, she thought, adding a bit of gloom in her heart.

On the plane, she sorted out the knowledge she had been given. I learned that the location that became the battlefield was Tulifas, a small city in Romania. The owner of that land is Qianjieshu, the host of this Holy Grail War. Opposing them are the magicians of the Clock Tower who received the declaration of secession. The problem with the current situation is that this is not a battle between seven people, but a battle of unprecedented scale in which seven people fight against each other.

It was no surprise that the surrounding buildings were ravaged in the aftermath of the one-on-one battle. Just imagining the devastation it would cause if it escalated into a seven-on-seven full-scale struggle between the two camps is melancholy.

Is this why you were summoned as a ruler? Summoned by the Great Holy Grail, who feared the size and complete breach of war? I don’t know, now is not the time to think about this.

Let’s go to Bregast first, and we’ll talk about it later.

Including transfers and waiting time, it took more than a day and a half to arrive at Henri Coanda International Airport in Bregast, the capital of Romania.

It was just after noon, and the sky was unfortunately cloudy. The sky covered with thick black and gray clouds is very suitable for the saying "I'm going to cry at the sight of it". Although it has been given to herself as knowledge, the airport built using the latest technology still looks very fresh in the eyes of the girl.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been sitting and my waist is a little heavy. During this long journey in the sky, half of the time was spent thinking about the Holy Grail War, and the remaining half was dedicated to praying for a safe journey. Thanks to the knowledge she was given as a Servant, she knew exactly what kind of transportation a plane was. But there's no comparison between being given the knowledge and actually riding it. Honestly, why can a piece of iron like that fly? Although she already understood it as knowledge, she still didn't want to understand it.

It would be nice not to fall, she thought.

A girl holding a handbag with a defenseless face walking among the crowd must be the best target for a thief. But for some reason no thief had the heart to attack her. They are not rogue enough to put their dirty feet in clear water.

Tulifas is located to the northeast of here. You have to take some kind of transportation to get there. Should I take the bus or take a ride?

The moment he stepped out of the airport, countless eyes passed through Ruler.

However, there was no scent of servants in her enemy-seeking area and within a radius of ten kilometers.

Even though the Assassin's "aura mask" is clearly ineffective, the Ruler's powerful enemy-seeking ability cannot be sensed, but he can still feel the line of sight, which means——

"The magic of clairvoyance and familiars."

The magic of observing distant things can be roughly divided into two methods:

One is clairvoyance magic. It is a kind of magic to observe distant places through crystal jade or mirror. As long as there is some kind of medium, the outside can be monitored even in a safe workshop. Therefore, most magicians have mastered this magic trick.

On the other hand, familiars process small animals or parts of their bodies to create magic that resembles living bodies. You can share the five senses by establishing a causal line with the owner. This is also a preliminary magic trick for ordinary magicians.

The ruler looked around at the gray sky and found countless pigeons watching here. Most of those pigeons are familiars, but there is no light of reason in the eyes of those pigeons. Usually, magicians give hair or blood to the creatures that become familiars, so that even if they can't speak, they should still feel some sense of reason.

But their eyes are just pure pigeon eyes. I'm just observing myself, and I can't be wrong. Were the pigeons given cues and then manipulated? That's a long way around.

Ruler glared fiercely at the magic looking in his direction and at the pigeons. She didn't hide any magic power, but the other person could probably read the will conveyed in her sight.

The feeling of being watched by the magic of distant viewing disappeared, and the pigeons flew away together.

After confirming this scene, Ruler took a deep breath.

Basically, Ruler is not here to participate in the Holy Grail War. Even so, she still stands on the stand that she must judge Masters and Servants who violate the rules. For this reason, she must have the corresponding fighting power.

There are only a handful of people who have experienced two or three Holy Grail Wars. Even if there were, there must be no one who has experienced the Holy Grail War in which the ruler appeared. I was probably trying to estimate the power of the ruler just now.

"It's true that we can no longer make judgments easily..."

This Holy Grail War has only one big advantage for the ruler. The fourteen followers are divided into two camps with seven people on each side, "Black (Noir)" and "Red (Rouge)". In other words, this can prevent the fourteen people from acting independently.

Just imagining the scene of fourteen followers going their own way and running rampant is like a nightmare. If not, the entire Tulifas will be destroyed.

"Anyway, we have to go to Tulifas first..."

She muttered as she looked for the bus to Tulifas. But there doesn’t seem to be a direct bus to Tulifas. There seemed to be no alternative but to proceed first to the relay point of Sighisoara and then to Tulifas.

However, the next bus to Sighisoara won’t arrive until tomorrow. Helpless, Ruler had no choice but to look around to see if there was a vehicle going directly to Tulifas, and if so, see if he could give him a lift.

Finally, a scrawny old man wearing a peaked cap and glasses agreed to her. ??

"I do plan to go to Tulifas next."

"So--"

"But, unlike Sighisoara, it is not a tourist place. There is nothing there except a huge castle, but that castle is off-limits because it is private land. If you want to learn history, there is Fra Isn’t Sighisoara, the birthplace of King De III, very nice..."

"No, it's because Tulifas has relatives waiting for me. Can I trouble you?"

"Hey, that's what it is. That's no problem. But the assistant's seat has to be moved with fragile items. So, can you go to the loading dock?"

"If you'd like to give me a ride, that won't be a problem. Thank you very much."

"Pray to God it won't rain."

The old man said with a smile after loading her on the rear loading platform.

"Okay, got it. I'll pray."

Ruler nodded seriously and replied. If it doesn't rain, we can only rely on prayer.

There was a thud and a sound like a flying iron can, and the truck rushed forward on the smooth road. Ruler felt the vibration while looking at the passing scenery of Bucharest.

Boom, the truck shook. At the same time, black flames began to emit from the muffler.

"Sure enough, it's a little different from a horse."

Compared with the vibrations on the biological surface of horses and the sporadic vibrations produced by machines, although they are both means of transportation, there are still differences. Probably because the speed and endurance have been improved, but the corresponding comfort has been lost. She thought of the white horse that rode the battlefield with her back then. It was an excellent and strong horse, but its whereabouts during the Battle of Compiègne are unknown. It may have been killed or ridden by someone else.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the several wooden boxes loaded on the loading platform are rattling and shaking. What is surprising is that the speed of this car is as fast as a horse. But this is simply because the performance of the truck he is riding in is below average. In terms of horses, it seems to be old.

The biggest difference between a car and a horse is that the car will not run out of energy while driving. The truck kept driving at a slow speed towards Tulifas.

"Grandpa, how long will it take to get to Tulifas?"

Ruler asked the old man in the driver's seat. The old man hummed a little tune and replied:

"Hmm - almost twelve hours at this rate, right?"

"Is it going to take that long?"

"Because I have to rest in the middle, so there's nothing I can do."

"So that's the case. There's really nothing we can do about it."

Although Ruler was a little depressed, she suddenly thought of it and took out the textbook from her bag.

“It’s such a good era that farmers’ children like me can also receive education.”

However, although the Holy Grail granted him the necessary knowledge to live in this world, it did not even tell him the contents of the textbook. The knowledge of the girl he possesses is the limit of his knowledge.

"I can't understand it at all."

With the premonition of a tough battle, Ruler began to immerse himself in mathematics textbooks.

PS: The definition of "Leticia's knowledge" is very strange. If it includes everything she has learned and it is impossible to completely understand the textbook, then the answer is very clear. Joan of Arc has not obtained all the knowledge gained from the textbook, so - — Illiterate.