Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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This caused Jeanne Alter to pause involuntarily.

why?

Black Jeanne never thought about these questions.

Or rather, she only truly understood these questions today; before that, she had simply led the dragons through the land driven by her inner rage.

"What...do you want to say?"

Black Jeanne held her breath. She felt her heart race, but it wasn't the kind of racing she felt when she saw this girl. Instead, it was more...fear, as if the despair that lay beneath the veil would swallow her up like an abyss.

What I wanted to say was—

"You are a fake Servant created by Gilles de Rais in the form of Jeanne d'Arc, through a wish made to the Holy Grail. It is precisely because you are a fake Servant fabricated from fantasy that you have no memories of your past life, no memories of Orleans, no memories of Domremy... and no memories of your mother."

"--!impossible!"

Jeanne Alter was stunned at first, then gradually screamed and vehemently denied it: "Gil would never do that, he would never!!! He would never..."

—It seems like he might actually do that—

Looking back, Gilles de Rais's condition seems to have been abnormal from the moment she appeared, if that's the case, if what this little vampire said is true.

Then what am I doing this for?

—Am I Joan of Arc?

If I were Joan of Arc, then Joan of Arc, as a saint, would not harm France.

If I were not Joan of Arc, I would have wantonly slaughtered people in France for the sake of a complete stranger.

—How could I not be Joan of Arc? How could I possibly not be Joan of Arc!

Jeanne Alter's thoughts were in disarray.

""

"This is true. This is the information recorded in the Star Mark. Accept reality, Jeanne Alter."

""

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Black Jeanne.

It was discovered that the other party seemed unable to process the information in a short time due to the sheer volume of data.

“I am a fake Joan of Arc, I don’t believe it.”

Black Jeanne loosened her grip on the sword hilt and then shoved Fujimaru Ritsuka's chest.

She stood up, and with a strength she didn't know she had, she grabbed Fujimaru Ritsuka's master's clothes by the collar and pressed her face close to hers.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe such a thing could happen, I can't believe it!"

Her mind was in complete chaos, and her voice finally broke down. Yi Qilu, Yi Yan, Er Yi, Er Jun, her vocal cords seemed to tear apart as she screamed, "Tell me, tell me now, you're lying to me!"

The setting sun shone on her cheeks, half of which was illuminated by the sunlight, reflecting a lingering glow.

The other half is dark and gloomy, with a fury in its eyes that could burn everything to ashes!

“You are free to verify it yourself. I am telling you this not to punish or harm you, but to express my sincerity. In other words, I will never lie to you about this again.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka is straightforward; she neither expressed herself tactfully to Jeanne Alter nor cleverly resolved the matter. This is Jeanne Alter's own path, and if she cannot find her true nature and is instead swayed by anger, then this matter will ultimately not have an ideal outcome for anyone.

Don't sit still and wait for death when things happen.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was undoubtedly stabbed in the chest by Jeanne d'Arc, and very, very deeply.

"Ha, you think you can make me despair by telling a few little lies? Heh, you underestimate me!"

Black Jeanne's gaze was icy. She gave a cold laugh, forcefully pushed Fujimaru Ritsuka to the ground, and then looked at her in the same way, with a look of disdain.

"What a despicable scheme, but I won't fall for it. Don't think you've won, you little vampire!"

Unwilling to admit it.

Or perhaps she was just being stubborn; Jeanne Alter didn't believe Fujimaru Ritsuka's words.

However, perhaps she did have an inexplicable premonition at this moment, a feeling that made Joan of Arc feel as if she had been doused with cold water, at least calming down the flames of anger that were burning within her.

She stared stubbornly at Fujimaru Ritsuka, as if wanting the other to say, "I lied to you, didn't I? You fell for it?"

The two remained locked in this seemingly intimate pose, locked in a stalemate.

Their eyes clashed with magic, sparking a burst of intense heat.

Zi~~

Stare~~

A strange atmosphere slowly spread between the two of them.

However, what was not noticed was that the explosions on the battlefield had stopped for a long time.

Others arrived one after another, just in time to see

—This extremely ambiguous scene!

"Oh my! You guys are... um! It's not even completely dark yet, and you're already this bold?!"

The adorable and quirky Cake Queen covered her slightly open mouth, which was agape with surprise and shyness, and said with a blush on her face.

"Senior, that's really going too far... Senior was clearly... um... how could this happen! As expected, the evil Dark Jeanne d'Arc has already made her move against you!"

Mashu, filled with righteous indignation, prepared to launch an attack!

Senior only needs to look after me; I am the senior's familiar and follower!

"I was here first! I've never been this close to you before, damn it!"

"Ah ha ha..."

Joan of Arc could only manage a bitter smile, her face contorted in bewilderment.

It feels really weird to see two girls who look quite similar to me standing together shouting.

Chapter 34 The Wronged Jeanne d'Arc Alter

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Black Jeanne was slightly taken aback.

She suddenly realized that it was quite strange for her to be grabbing someone's chest, and the warm body heat made her face look like a sunset.

"Who would bother with this woman? I don't need to explain anything to you!"

Although her armor was tattered, she still wore a look of disgust on her face. She stood up, dusted herself off, glanced at Fujimaru Ritsuka, and then revealed that wicked smile that everyone was familiar with.

"What, aren't you coming?"

"My spirit origin has been greatly weakened. It's impossible for me to defeat any of you now, right?"

"Indeed, I have suffered a crushing defeat in this battle. But rest assured, the Holy Grail is not in my hands. Gilles, after my humiliating defeat, has reignited the flames of my vengeance..."

Camilla was defeated.

With no will to fight left, Vlad III and Knight D'Eon, without her strong control, would only try to leave the field as early as possible.

After all, they had no reason to be enemies with these people.

"You've had enough of this already!"

Queen Marie Antoinette disapproved of Joan of Arc's appearance, and said with genuine anger, "Are you suggesting that your resentment and anger are worse than that of the foolish queen who failed to stop the revolution?"

"What did you say...?"

"I am Marie Antoinette, Queen of France! Yes, the foolish queen you all used as gossip and a laughingstock during the French Revolution, the one who was beheaded. If I had a reversed form... I'd probably be even more awkward, even twisted, than you... But, at least for now, Marie is..."

I love everyone the most!

"I love France, so I will protect her, even if the people here cut off my head hundreds of years from now... I will still protect her!"

Marie Antoinette was undoubtedly a tragic figure.

The wheels of history roll ever onward, and people like her are undoubtedly products of the old era, discarded by the course of history. In the long history of humankind, spanning thousands of years, even the nobles and heroes of a time are but a drop in the ocean.

"What the hell is this? A masochist? What kind of Servants are these...?"

Incomprehensible.

Do you guys really love France that much?

Even if betrayed or killed, I will protect this country.

Joan of Arc shook her head.

"You're mistaken. We protect this country not because of betrayal, but because there are people on this land whom we want to protect. As long as our battles can bring a smile to the faces of future generations and allow them to enjoy peace for a little longer, then our battles have meaning."

"I'm just a normal girl, so I also have times when I'm confused, or even when I'm full of resentment, so—"

Jeanne d'Arc extended her hand to Jeanne Alter: "We are standing here because of the help of many people; we cannot become Heroic Spirits by our own strength alone—"

"So, it's our turn to help you this time, isn't it?"

A holy radiance seemed to shine upon the holy maiden. Regardless of whether the person before her was filled with sin and evil, she had a duty to be saved. Moreover, this matter concerned her and could not be ignored.

"—Don't pretend to be a good person! What do you know about me! Whether I am the real Joan of Arc or not, you will never understand this emptiness in my heart! The fear and despair summoned forth, the heart filled with nothing but revenge, that is why I hate this country so much!"

"So, I'm doing this to save myself! To avoid being betrayed, I'm striking first!"

"I... well, I failed anyway, so whatever you say is right—"

The Dragon Witch's words seem immature, but they're not entirely incomprehensible from her perspective. However, while they are understandable, it's obvious that her actions are all wrong... You can't expect a mentally immature child to understand basic social principles.

"How could you think that?" Joan of Arc was speechless with anger.

It's not incomprehensible to feel anger and hatred. Even Joan of Arc couldn't guarantee that she didn't feel any hatred towards the British soldiers who invaded others. But this is different from Jeanne Alter's current revenge. You can't turn others into Orleans roasted fish or Orleans roasted duck just because you turned yourself into Orleans roasted princess, right?

Furthermore, you can't love France only when you're being called a saint.

"senior...?"

Just as the three French characters, Jeanne Alter, Joan of Arc, and Marie Antoinette, were engaged in a fierce battle of wits, Mashu suddenly saw a sneaky figure appear behind Jeanne Alter. In that instant, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly had a blue brick in her hand.

"Ok!"

--what?

Jeanne Alter suddenly sensed movement behind her.

Then, a blue brick gradually magnified and magnified within her beautiful face...

boom!

Gudong!

The blue bricks turned to dust.

Black Jeanne's vision went black, and the next second she collapsed to the ground unconscious.

"Well, even the Dragon Witch is a weak princess after she lowers her defenses."

Fujimaru Ritsuka patted the blue powder in her palm, glanced at Jeanne Alter, and said calmly.

From the moment Jeanne Alter pinned her to the ground, she was plotting an "an eye for an eye." This volatile woman was impossible to reason with without knocking her unconscious.

Gudako wins big!

"Any questions?"

She looked at everyone present with a smile, seemingly because her behavior had caused an unbelievable awkward silence, but it didn't matter at all. She couldn't tolerate the fact that this woman had dared to turn around and pin her down.

"No, it's just..." Joan of Arc scratched her cheek awkwardly again, "There shouldn't be any problem, right?"

Anyway, Jeanne Alter is a mischievous brat who likes to cause trouble, so this is good, at least she's quiet now, right?

Yes, it is like that.

"Is this considered a revenge killing stemming from unrequited love? I suppose so!" Queen Mary asked innocently, her eyes sparkling.

“I don’t think so,” Mash said firmly. “Senpai would never like that kind of guy! Absolutely not, Miss Mary, you must have misunderstood.”

Queen Marie looked at Mashu with curiosity and found that the serious shield-wielding Servant had no emotional fluctuations on her face. However, Queen Marie still saw the tension and fear in Mashu's crystal eyes.

"I see, hehehe."

"What do you understand?"

"No, it's just... Mary loves everyone the most because you are all so, so interesting!"