The reality of fantasy in comprehensive comics

In the main hall, with Bai Ye's 'genuine' exit, everyone was stunned, even Caster Jill, who had already taken out a leather book, opened his eyes as big as a frog at this moment.

Of course, Black Joan of Arc is a fake, which has been recognized by its creator Caster Jill, and even Bai Ye was the first person to put forward that point of view, why now, he says that Black Joan of Arc is genuine?

"Hmm——!"

With a muffled snort, she walked out of the shattered wall, but Joan of Arc didn't have much injuries on her body, she just looked at Bai Ye with a fierce gaze.

"What do you say about the real thing... What are you talking nonsense about?!"

If before she only used contempt and ridicule to hide her vulnerability, now there is a trace of real sadness and indignation in her tone.

"It's not nonsense, I really think so. "

Looking at the pale golden pupils, Bai Ye said silently: "I really think that you are the real thing now!"

“————"

A hint of astonishment appeared on her face~.

"Indeed, your words at the beginning have just been born from Caster's wishes, and your memories, your thoughts, your minds, are all borrowed, and even the will you have for revenge against France is based on Joan of Arc's memories and experiences—"

“............"

Without looking at Joan of Arc's expression gradually darkening, Bai Ye still said to himself: "As a fake, even the memories that you have that originally belonged to Joan of Arc are incomplete, right? Except for the borrowed things, you didn't have anything else at that time, right? It's really the existence of the whole person like an empty shell——"

"Bear ——!!!"

The sudden cursed flame wrapped around the black flag, drawing a trajectory that made the air scorch and hum, and pierced directly towards Bai Ye's heart without mercy!

"Tsk!"

Bai Ye snorted as if he was a little impatient, and then the golden light in his eyes shone brightly, and the silver knife in his hand was wrapped around the compressed thunder and lightning—

"-Listen to me, you idiot!"

"Crackling!"

The sword caught up, and the moment it collided, the fierce thunder instantly shattered the cursed flames, and the huge force contained in it knocked Black Joan of Arc away again!

Seeing Kurojoan of Arc who had risen from the ground again with extremely vicious eyes, Bai Ye pointed the sword in his hand at him.

"You're the real thing!To say why—even if it's an empty shell, there's always a moment when it's filled with other memories! It's always your own emotions, your own thoughts!"

“——！"

It was a moment of shock and speechlessness.

"Boom!"

And a kind of roar that hits deep into the depths of the soul.

Bai Ye held his knife and looked directly at Hei Joan of Arc, who fell silent suddenly, and continued: "What you have experienced in the past few days, are the thoughts you have generated also fakes?"

"Isn't the hostility and murderous intent you now have towards me from your own truest thoughts?

"Is everything you are experiencing, seeing, and hearing all false?!"

"Is it necessary to imitate someone's cloning to be an experiment? Is it necessary to imitate someone's creation?"

Bai Ye, who raised such a question, asked himself without hesitation in the next moment.

"No!

"Even if everything is fake when you are born, everything you experience after you are born is never fake!

Bai Ye looked at Joan of Arc's pale golden pupils with a bold and bright gaze, "There must be something of your own in your heart, that is, you are not a forgery!"

Isn't Sister Misaka human?If she has a will of her own, can she still be seen as a clone of Mikoto Misaka? No, she can already be seen as a separate individual, right?

In the same way, even if Black Joan of Arc, her appearance and memories are all fake, but now she is undoubtedly real, another individual who is different from Joan of Arc.

······ Asking for flowers...

- As long as you have something of your own.

In the main hall, as Bai Ye's words were spoken, everyone fell into silence.

Matthew's intuitive feeling was not feasible from a realistic point of view, but for some reason, there was a very warm feeling in her heart that made her reluctant to deny it.

What's more, beside her, whether it was Fujimaru Rikka or Joan of Arc, they all showed extremely knowing smiles.

That must be, that's fine, this must be right.

...... 0.......

Matthew thought to himself. Once you have such a thought in your mind, it is really a good feeling...

On the side, Qing Ji glanced at Bai Ye with a strange gaze, covered her mouth with a folding fan, and a smile appeared at the corner of her eyes.

It's just that, although a few people feel this way, on the other side, Caster's heart is extremely resistant, not because what Bai Ye said is unreasonable, it's just that when he saw Hei Joan's wavering gaze, he had a feeling in his heart that something important had been taken away-

In the field.

Joan of Arc's gaze was complicated.

"Hehehuhuhu............"

Taking a deep breath, she gathered all the expressions on her face, and the whole person became indifferent again, unfurled the flag in her hand again, and pointed in the direction of Bai Ye.

"So, according to what you said, my hatred for you is also genuine?"

Her intentions were undisguised, and her gaze at Bai Ye was also cold.

However, unlike before, the sense of disgust on her body that seemed to burn everything was as if it had been washed away, and her whole person brightened a little.

Looking at such a black Joan of Arc, even if she was still hated by her, Bai Ye showed an extremely bright smile instead.

"As long as it's what you really think, no matter how much you hate me—look at me all of it!"

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