The Endless Shuttle

Indra, who was respected in the past, needless to say, even if the current "Rope" has fallen into evil ways, as long as he recognizes that part of the human being, then he must have good thoughts in his heart. The sympathy for the "enemy" Arjuna is the best proof.

Merciful saint, at such a juncture, I still hope to awaken the kindness of the ancient king of gods.

——As long as there is repentance in the heart, everything can be made up for.

"I've said it all, you've misunderstood everyone!"

Luo Pei didn't intend to appreciate it, and the golden long knife drew an arc.

In an instant, as if ordered by him, thousands of thunderbolts poured down from the dark clouds in the sky.

Shrouded the Virgin of France in a thunderstorm.

Chapter 39: Capture of the French Virgin

"Well!"

The furious thunder struck impartially on the girl's head. The intense light of the thunder stung Joan's eyes, and the girl let out a cry of pain.

— but that's all.

Under Rope's lightning strike, Joan still held her holy spear high. The super-strong defensive power of the A-rank Noble Phantasm "My Lord is Here (Luminosite Eternelle)" swallowed even the lightning strikes of the top anti-army Noble Phantasms.

Although the damage will accumulate, she will not be injured until the Noble Phantasm of Joan is completely broken.

"Is this the majesty of Indra...?"

The rumbling thunder faded away, and Joan of Arc jumped out of the attack range.

White smoke steamed from her holy spear, and there was a hint of wear on the tail of the gun.

A reminder that the treasure is consumed.

"No, this is Zeus's lightning strike." Rope said.

"Maybe it's more appropriate to call it Mekar, but compared to the god-king of the Mediterranean, the lady in the country should know more about Greek mythology? You said Indra's thunder, in this case, should I use it?" from."

One of Veleslana's incarnations - "Goat". This is the incarnation that symbolizes the authority of Indra, the god of thunder.

However, the conditions for its activation are too harsh, and only when the companions around are of the same mind can they seize their vitality and cast lightning strikes. In addition, Rope has Mekar's power "Master of the Sky", so he doesn't bother to act like "Warrior" and The "White Horse" tried every means to simplify, and it is almost useless to put it there.

"Sorry, you said that I don't know much about pagan myths, I have only been taught by the Lord."

"And your Lord sent you to the stake?"

There was a hint of amusement in Luo Pei's eyes.

"The people you protected, the army you commanded, none of them stood up at that time. They watched you being tied up on piles of wood, watched the executioner light the torch, and watched your white skin be scorched by the flames, And then turned into the remains of human beings—corpses. From the beginning to the end, no one stopped the tragedy. Do you still love such guys after you die and turn into a heroic spirit? Even if they don’t know what you have done , complaining like a beast, you also want to be hostile to me for them?"

"Yes."

Joan raised her spear, and the holy banner of iris fluttered with the wind.

"I don't resent anyone, that's my destiny. Evil will distort and kill. If you protect evil, you are my enemy. For us heroes buried in the past, there is nothing more dazzling than guarding the future ——The mortals you look down upon are our most precious treasures."

The girl's words were full of firmness, without any confusion.

Perhaps Joan of Arc was just a village girl who understood the Bible but could not read, or maybe she was just a girl under the age of twenty in history, but this awareness and relief made Luo Pei feel that such a girl can be called a "saint" Nothing surprising either.

——Few people can forget the misfortune that happened to them. Human beings are always like this, forgetful of favors and engraved with hatred.

"—that's a good answer."

Rope said approvingly.

"If only my queen could understand like you that the past is nothingness. "

Artoria couldn't accept the past, so she became a slave of the kingdom, and even when she was dying, she still wielded the holy sword for ancient Britain. Joan of Arc accepted everything that happened during her lifetime, ran for the world with kindness, and became a saint more brilliant than a hero.

Two very different girls.

"Aren't you going to get out of the way anyway?"

"impossible."

Joan frowned, the situation made her difficult.

After a few moves, it seemed that she was not injured, but the girl was at an overwhelming disadvantage. The power of the black-haired man in front of him is just like his past name, full of power.

If she didn't use her final treasure, she couldn't think of how to break through this powerful human god. But after using "La Pucelle", she will definitely not be able to exist in the world due to the characteristics of the Noble Phantasm, and she will even be gone, let alone remove abnormalities.

— The situation is deadlocked.

Fortunately, Miss Saintess is not dead-headed. After fighting and understanding the situation, she didn't foolishly rush forward to wave her Holy Spear, but took a step back and continued to choose language negotiation.

"Why, don't you continue to attack? The saint of France."

Lopei swung his knife at will to cut off a stone that fell from the top of his head because of the battle between Karna and Arjuna.

In the sky, the storm has not dissipated, and the thunder still shuttles through the clouds, preparing to punish the enemies who angered Luo Pei next time.

"The show has just begun. Ma'am, don't back down when the dinner begins. You are the one who blocks my way, and you are the one who wants to fight. You are not allowed to give up before I have fun. From the answer just now, I may Maybe I will consider letting Miss Saintess die after defeating you."

Any hero would not be indifferent to Rope's provocation, and those who were a little impulsive, such as Arjuna or Achilles, would directly raise their weapons and fight.

But the holy girl is not only a hero, but also a guardian with a mission. She must make a more sober judgment.

"Mr. Rope, what kind of victory is your so-called victory?" Joan of Arc asked.

"Need to say? Of course it is the victory of this Holy Grail War!"

"With your strength and the combination of the heroic spirits you summoned, can't you guarantee victory? You must rely on the power of demons?"

Joan of Arc misunderstood something. When she became Luo Pei, she got involved with Naiyazi because she was worried about her lack of strength.

"If this is the case, let me make a deal with you. As the privilege of the Ruler rank, I have the right to draw a command spell for each of the seven living Servans. I can transfer them to you, and you can use them however you want. As For the price, you need to help me completely annihilate the demons behind you, and promise not to attack irrelevant people again."

"..."

Luo Pei's hand holding the sword paused, and looked at Joan of Arc, the saint of France, in disbelief.

"...Ruler is the referee, right? Now it means you... want to blow the whistle?"

"Black whistle?" Joan of Arc didn't understand the meaning of Rope's words, and it was still a bit difficult for a village girl in the fourteenth century to understand some modern slang.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. With these command spells, your chances of obtaining the Holy Grail will be greatly increased, and you will be able to quickly end the war caused by the Almighty Cup, and you don't need to use the power of demons at all."

"Hmph... hum ha ha ha ha ha ha!"