Abnormal month

"Ah, ah...!"

Jiemon looked blankly at the blazing fire in front of him.

His eyes seemed to have penetrated the flames, falling into the distance of unknown place. His breathing gradually became thicker, and his eyes showed tragic grief.

"It's like this again, it's like this again...!"

beside him.

Jeanne looked at the fire that occupied her entire field of vision and couldn't help biting her lip.

The number of magicians in the castle was decreasing at an alarming rate. No matter the magicians escaping in a hurry outside or the magicians hiding in the workshop, they could not escape the stranglehold of the master and slave.

It is true that most magicians are beings who have no regard for human ethics, but this era already needs a large number of magicians. Ordinary people cannot survive without magicians, so everything should not be solved in such a crude way.

That's what Joan of Arc wanted to say.

But when she thought of Roy's miserable state when she first met him, and more importantly, the fact that he could easily give up his life and his long-dead soul, she felt like something was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say these words.

Roy's heart must be filled with hatred for magicians. For him, he probably wants all magicians to die.

She didn't know how much impact her departure had on him. Roy's current cruelty was partly stimulated by her death at the time.

However, when she thought of this possibility, endless guilt surged in her heart, stabbing her heart like an awl.

"Lancer, break the barrier and kill him! He has no followers around him now, so it's easy to succeed!"

Jiemon choked his throat and roared at her at the top of his lungs.

Jeanne shook her head sadly.

Jiemon's eyes widened and he stared at her in disbelief.

At least she secretly didn't want to do anything before, but she was willing to listen to him openly. After being scolded by him, not only did she not correct herself, but she even got worse and openly refused his order?

"Master, I have advised you from the beginning not to join the Magic Association, otherwise you will definitely end up like this. You didn't listen and insisted on joining the Magic Association, which ultimately led to this situation. Now, I don't plan to say more. What, but if you want me and Luo... Saber's Master to take action, please use the Command Seal!"

Jeanne sternly rejected Jiemon's request more clearly.

"Lancer, you bastard!"

Jiemon gritted his teeth, his eyes almost spitting fire.

How dare a familiar familiar dare to disobey his orders again and again!

"Okay! Then use this command spell as you wish!"

Jiemon raised his hands in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Jeanne couldn't help but smile bitterly and let out a disappointed sigh.

The long time is like a sharp sword, cutting the past into pieces. Jiemon from long ago has been lost in time, and now he has been completely eroded by the magician's way of thinking.

Forget it, Jiemon only has two command spells left anyway, and with at most one or two uses, she can leave this world.

When she returned to this world, she just wanted to take another look at the artificial man from back then and know how he was doing now and what kind of person he had become. That was all.

If she could, she would have wanted to rescue the Master from the sea of ​​misery, but this contradicted Roy's wish. She was not qualified to point fingers at Roy. Only she who abandoned him did not have the qualifications, so in the end she could only choose between the two. Help each other.

Jiemon raised his hand.

Jeanne glanced around and was suddenly shocked.

Jiemon's right hand is wrapped in a bandage. Normally, his command spell cannot be seen, but at this moment, the back of his hand is shining with the flash of three holy marks!

Three strokes?

How can it be?

Didn't he already use one stroke before? There should only be two strokes left now!

"In the name of the Command Seal, I give this order, Lancer, do your best to kill the Master of Saber!"

Jiemon recited the incantation with a cold expression.

In any case, he was indeed very angry in his heart for Lancer's disobedience, but the top priority was to take revenge on the traitor, resolve the situation as quickly as possible, and postpone teaching Lancer a lesson.

Jeanne pursed her lips tightly, but the magic power transformed from the command spell controlled her body in an instant, forcing her to move towards the barrier.

She swung the gun, and the barrier covering the castle suddenly collapsed from the inside, turning into magical fragments that filled the sky and disappeared.

"Roy, get out of the way!"

Outside the castle.

Roy stood in the open space and saw Jeanne rushing towards him with a face full of reluctance.

He immediately took out the talisman paper from his arms and threw it out, forming a large number of barriers in front of him. Although the defense power was generally not high, the victory was due to the huge number. It was not a big problem to block them for a few seconds.

"Saber, come here!"

He raised his hand, revealing a total of eight command spells that snaked from the back of his right hand to his arm.

Even Joan of Arc couldn't help but be dumbfounded when she saw this scene.

When did you get so many Command Seals?

The command spell dissipated with a stroke, turning into pure magic power that disrupted the space. The magic power in the atmosphere was briefly turbulent, and a figure moved in front of him out of thin air.

As soon as Okita Souji was called over, he slashed at Jeanne without saying a word.

Joan of Arc blocked the shot and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that Roy wasn't hurt.

She took advantage of the situation and got into a fight with Miss Okita to wear off the effectiveness of the command spell.

"Master."

"How about it?"

"The blackened Saber has indeed appeared."

Seeing that Miss Okita and Jeanne couldn't tell the difference for a while, Roy looked away from the two of them and looked at the road up the mountain not far away.

The association branch is located on a hill, and that road is the only way up the mountain.

now.

A figure wrapped in pitch-black armor, clearly petite and cute, but exuding an unusually strong sense of oppression, has arrived at the front of the mountain from there.

She held the pitch-black turning holy sword in her hand, and her dark golden eyes looked at the two sides fighting in the field without emotion.

That is the blackened Saber.

The Knight King Arturia Pendragon was summoned during the last Holy Grail War but was tragically turned into a black man.

"He said the winner would be determined next time, and it was indeed the next time. King Arthur really kept his word!"

Roy's eyes swept over the blackened Saber.

Unlike last time when he was caught off guard, this time his eyes flashed with determination.

"However, this time is different from last time - I will take advantage of this opportunity to defeat you, this great enemy, here!"

Blackened King Arthur walked up the steps step by step and came to the open space outside the castle.

Roy's declaration was heard by her, causing her to raise her eyebrows slightly and raise the corner of her mouth with an interesting but dismissive sneer.

"It's interesting. Just one day later, your servant was still entangled by Lancer, and he actually changed from lingering under my hand to announcing that he would conquer me here. Where did you get the confidence?"

"Indeed, if it were you before, I would definitely try to avoid his edge now, but it's hard to say now, right?"

Roy looked at the blackened King Arthur with a vicious arc on his face.

"Specifically, King Arthur, is your Little Grail still usable?"

When the blackened King Arthur heard this, the sneer on his face gradually faded away.

"I see, it seems you saw through the flaw..."

It will be released on May 1st, that is, tomorrow night, and there will be ten updates.