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There is no need to make the other party notice the neglected things on the road of re-choice like Joan of Arc.

This world itself is the greatest mockery and torture for the Juggernaut.

"Shakespeare? Long time no see." Weston froze for a moment.

"It's really rude, my generation has always been here!" Seeing that the other party can show the expression that was originally shown in their world, Shakespeare also confirmed that at least his treasure is still effective.

At least the Juggernaut is already accepting torture and accepting "Zhu Xin".The role he was asked to play under this treasure, his own personality, is assimilating with the actor.

But this conclusion made Shakespeare feel a little uncomfortable.Although the role he played was qualified, did the other party not feel collapsed, angry, or desperate?Is it really just 'accepting' the reality of the moment as he expresses his emotions?

How much of this world is real?Or is it simply the possibility of 'I've done this' imagined as a protection mechanism for me to remember my own existence and reproduce a certain scene like the other party's sense of sight?

Otherwise, the other party wouldn't be so calm, right?

No no no, this is undoubtedly his world.

His Noble Phantasm has the mental tortures of "excusing" and "identifying". If he agrees with one, he will abandon other possibilities when he breaks away. He can also be regarded as a doctor who has performed psychological hypnosis for the other party.

"Although there is no battle between demons and saints that I expected, the world here is undoubtedly the world you are least willing to face. This world is so beautiful and peaceful. If there is an evaluation, how much is this world? Beautiful, it reflects that your inner desire to destroy this world is also equal. Sword Master...how evil, despicable you are, what desire chaos and destruction——!"

"Of course, I don't deny it." Weiston laughed at the long-lost familiar and impassioned tone of the poet.

"Is it just that?" Shakespeare opened his eyes wide, as if feeling that his story had been profaned, and pointed at Weston and said loudly: "You should choose. If you live in the present, you will abandon everything before. If you yearn for a world of destruction and miracles, then of course you should destroy this place!"

"Can't the two coexist?"

"Sorry, my script doesn't have such an option." Shakespeare shook his head.

Although this world is moving according to the other party's thoughts, but the other party has not come up with the answer of "five hundred words", there is no way to get it out.

But the worst thing is that the other party enjoys such a world, and is unwilling to abandon the original world.

This world is of course false, and Shakespeare has not been able to create a world of complete laws through Noble Phantasms.It's just that in his world at this moment, no matter what scene in these worlds, it is real to the Juggernaut.

simply put.

His Noble Phantasm ability requires the Juggernaut to make a choice, and then through the ending already described, he forcibly pulls out and laughs at what the Juggernaut is unwilling to face.

Of course he did.

But ten years... ten years.The Juggernaut only lives in the current society through his treasures. Although he will be angry, feel lonely, and miss the days with Joan of Arc and his daughter, he still accepts the unavoidable present. up.

"How can you accept...Think about the time you wasted here! Your daughter will feel lonely, Joan and the others will fail, and the things you don't want to see will gradually be in your immersion time It keeps happening..."

"That's something that can't be helped. Everyone should be responsible for their own success and failure."

"Is that true? No. You are just immersed in this kind of despair. You are too distorted, Juggernaut. We have already seen through your evil nature..." Compared with the unwavering Joan of Arc on the other side In other words, this 'big villain' can be described as nothingness.

"Just let you see, the time you've wasted, and what you're about to face—everything!" Shakespeare laughed loudly.

The next moment, the modern city presented in front of Weston changed directly.

Joan of Arc was crucified on the cross in the Hanging Garden by Shiro Amakusa.

Atalanta the Betrayer was polluted by the Holy Grail and turned into a beast.

Frankenstein ran away and died at the point of the incoming Lancer Karna's gun.

Fran died under the poison of Assassin and the magic of the age of gods.

These clumsy plots, Shakespeare would have disdained to describe such third-rate scripts, but there is no way.His Noble Phantasm is facing the nemesis, or a different kind.

"Think about it, Juggernaut. As long as you are here, everything is possible here. Even so, can you still face all this indifferently? Although this place is illusory, as long as His Excellency Shiro walks out of the Great Holy Grail, Anything can happen here. You know that too, don't you?" Shakespeare demanded.

"So there's no way around it. If this is the case in the non-existent world, isn't it a natural cycle?"

"You hypocrite! You obviously don't want them to die." Shakespeare was angry.

"Of course I don't want to, but you won't let me go out, there's nothing I can do about it."

Once again the question was handed over to Shakespeare, who had an angry face.

There is nothing more abhorrent than this gesture of 'doing nothing'!

The screen suddenly changed again.And the transition is taking place from the moment Weston first arrives at the clock tower.

The clock tower, Gray was laughing.

Yog Domyrenia killed Fran who was born.

Weston, who got the Berserker command spell, Frankenstein is uncontrolled and chaotic.

So he was killed by Vlad III.

"Want to shake me by death?" Weston felt the heart pierced by the stake.

"Impossible!" Shakespeare demanded loudly.

The screen is reconstructed again.

The plot didn't change much, but everyone betrayed Weston at the moment when they finally won the Holy Grail.

His beloved daughter stabbed a sword into his neck because of disagreement.

Joan of Arc, who was close to him, thought he was a monster who had impaled his heart with a holy banner.

His servant Frankenstein tore his body apart because he didn't give him the mana...