The Endless Shuttle

Therefore, he saw the brilliance contained in the girl's thin and petite body.

That's not what scumbags have.

Joan's Holy Lance shone brightly and gathered in her hand again. The girl jumped lightly, and the height of the floor, which was enough to make people fall into a pulp, seemed to be non-existent to her, and she landed lightly in front of everyone.

"Lancer, King Karna of Anga. Archer, Arjuna, son of Pandava."

Joan clearly read the real names of the two heroic spirits, and bowed slightly to show respect.

"I am deeply sorry to disturb your battle of honor, but please forgive me for the reasons. My name is Jeanne Darc, and I came as a Ruler in this Holy Grail War."

"Ruler? The arbiter." Karna, who had the knowledge of the Holy Grail, easily understood Joan's words.

"Exactly."

The girl nodded, then looked at Arjuna.

The latter's bow and arrow have not yet been put down.

"Arjuna, Miss Jeanne d'Arc is a sainted person from a foreign country, why don't you let go of your hostility for now?"

If the dissuasion last time was sincere, how much this time was for the sake of the situation, and how much was for the overall situation of his Master and the Holy Grail, it is worth deliberating.

"Why should I obey your order?" Arjuna also didn't intend to obey, so he looked at him coldly.

"The saint of France. Although I have different beliefs, I thought that the person who can be canonized should also be a clean and honest person. I didn't expect a saint from a foreign country to make a surprise attack on my father. It's a bit disappointing."

"I don't value glory as much as you do. I'm just doing what I think is right."

Joan was frank, turned around, turned her back to Arjuna and looked at Luo Pei who was sitting cross-legged on the "wild boar".

Arjuna frowned and bowed - having experienced the only disgraceful Karna incident in his lifetime, Arjuna hated pointing his weapon at the back of others, even the enemy.

The black-haired young man propped his face, his expression was a little indifferent, and the successive troubles made him feel really bad.

"Indra... sir."

Joan of Arc, who had obviously heard the conversation between Arjuna and Luo Pei, hesitated for a long time, but still did not choose to use the honorific title.

She is a saint who believes in God. According to the theory of "the only God" in the church, Joan of Arc cannot recognize the gods of other religions, which is blasphemy and crime against the Lord.

"Call me Rope."

Lopez corrected Joan's name, and she didn't even care about Veleslana's name, let alone Indra, who had something to do with it.

he said.

"Come on, Miss Jeanne d'Arc, Ruler of the Holy Grail War, let me hear what made you attack my companion. With the strength just now, you definitely want to kill her, right?"

Naiyazi is now in a weak state, and the divine power of the avatar is completely gone. It will take at least two days to recover.

If someone kills him during this period, the avatar will really be gone, and once this avatar disappears, Nyogda's "god-making" plan can almost directly fail when he is shot into the center of the earth.

No matter how pleasing Joan's appearance and nature are, Luo Pei will never allow this kind of action that pushes the bottom line.

"It's up to me to ask you, Mr. Rope."

The depths of Joan's pupils were filled with anger.

"You clearly have a holy name that is extolled and worshiped in the legend, why do you want to be with demons? That tsunami, and the changes in the city tonight, these are all the handwriting of your "companion". "

Possess the skill - "Revelation". Grade: A.

There may be deviations in what Joan said, but it is true.

As usual, maybe Luo Pei still has the mood to explain to the girl, but now he obviously doesn't have that mood.

"It's ridiculous. Does my friendship need to be decided by you, or the God you believe in? Saintess of France! By the way, you made a mistake."

Luo Pei laughed, a little sinister.

"That tsunami was the manifestation of my strength."

"...Has the respected Emperor Shitian also fallen?"

Joan's eyes froze, and the small metal-gloved hand clenched the spear tightly and made a slight sound.

Joan of Arc, who was dispatched by the suppression force, shouldered the duty of "suppressing justice", so after the source of the mutation was found, there was only one thing left.

The reincarnated god, plus his righteous son Archer? The silver-haired demon seems to have fallen into a deep sleep, one against two? No, Lancer's attitude is not very clear either... Joan of Arc was thinking quickly.

The worst case is a one-on-three, under the attack of two big heroes and one human god to clear outliers.

It was very difficult, almost impossible, but Joan had to deal with it. As long as that demon exists in this world for a second, it will cause unimaginable changes. At this time, the demon has lost its mobility, the best and worst time.

——Do you have to use "that" tonight?

Looking back on what she saw along the way, the miserable appearance of the people being tortured, Joan of Arc's determination was not at all confused.

Chapter 38 Saintess vs Demon King, Merciful Persuasion

"Fallen?"

When Luo Pei heard Joan's evaluation, his expression was a little disdainful.

He jumped off the towering "Boar" with his hands in the pockets of his suit pants. "Wild boar" also seemed to understand the meaning of the master, and began to back away in aggrieved manner with Naiyazi on his back.

——It is quite uncomfortable for the violent beast of destruction to watch from the sidelines.

"When did I use a moral mask to flaunt myself? Whether I am depraved or not is only in my own heart, so don't use unwarranted assumptions to say annoying words!"

The wheel of the ten incarnations spun, and the golden oriental samurai sword appeared in Luo Pei's hand.

"Come if you want to fight. Make up your mind, Saintess of France, I will become quite rough when I am in a bad mood."

He had to fight this battle even if he didn't want to.

That being the case, it might be a good strategy to shorten the war time by letting several heroic spirits exit the field at once.

"Indra, please allow me to fight for you," said Arjuna.

"..."

As soon as these words came out, Luo Pei's shoulders shook, and his ferocious aura suddenly withered by half.

He looked helplessly at the serious son of Pandava beside him. The eyes of the great hero holding the divine bow are as clear as water, and his eyes are full of admiration for himself.

——Or admiration for "Indra".