I Will Be the Son of Man

In other cases, Joan of Arc cannot be guaranteed, but in the case of Ruler and her arrival, this kind of behavior that obviously violates the rules and is close to wanton publicity is prohibited.

"Not allowed? Does it matter? If we don't get magic power from them, we won't be able to continue to exist..."

"In that case, there is no way to participate in the Holy Grail War."

Hearing Joan of Arc's words, Jack stopped struggling, and gave her a strange look, with a natural tone in his tone.

"Even with that reason, your actions have already caused the death of many innocent people, so, I'm sorry, please exit here, Assassin."

Joan of Arc glanced at the other party with a little sadness, evil, and didn't mean that there was no cure at all.Those who cannot be saved in the slightest are those who do not know what evil is, but still do evil things, and even take it for granted.

In such an existence, even the most fundamental views and judgments have been lost, and they just rely on their own understanding without accepting changes.

However, even so, Joan of Arc wanted to give such a child a redemptive ending.

"[Lord], if you can hear my words, please save this lost lamb and let her sins be resolved."

Clasping her fingers together, Joan silently prayed in her heart, hoping that her voice could be conveyed to that one.

Then, the next second, a burst of golden light suddenly shone from Hill's body.

"Eh?"

Joan's mind was a little blank by this sudden scene, not only her, but also Atalanta, Achilles, and the lion Jie Jieli who would adjust to a better state, as well as the one who was not happy because of the battle. Mordred, who was unhappy, was also stunned.

Subconsciously, Joan of Arc stopped praying, and afterward, the light on Hill's body also dimmed, and turned back to being surrounded by silver streamers, as if nothing happened just now.

However, Jack's tense heart was relieved at this moment.

Before, when that golden light appeared, she felt as if her whole body was about to disappear.

No, it's not her, but "they" are all disappearing one by one.

If the golden light was allowed to continue, then she herself would "disappear" in the end.

"Just now, what happened?"

Atalanta frowned and questioned Joan.Anyone could see that it was because of Joan's prayer that Hill suddenly glowed.

She glanced at Hill with some concern. She didn't want anything to happen to the other party, and she was still completely ignorant of the situation.

"I, I don't know... Maybe it's because of the savior's job agency..."

There was a little uncertainty in the tone, and Joan's heart was in a mess.

She was obviously praying to her [Lord], but Hill had a response like a response.

This really shows that the other party is the agent of the [Lord's] will...

In that case, it is even more necessary to complete the task entrusted by the [Lord] well.

The thoughts in her heart became more determined, Joan of Arc calmed down a little, and asked.

"Well, Hill, did you feel anything wrong with your body when it was just shining?"

"No. But, it's warm and comfortable."

Hill also looked at his body strangely. You must know that the light just now was not from the armor he was wearing, but from his own body.

"However, it's still really strange. Let me tell you, big brother, are you being targeted by some god again?"

Recalling the "competition" of the gods of Olympus for the boy in front of him in the myth, Achilles made a bold guess.

"I don't know, but I haven't smelled that kind of smell."

Hill shook his head, he was also at a loss.

"In this case, can I trouble you to enter that state again later, Hill?"

"Because, I want this child to wash away the resentment on his body..."

Jack the Ripper, just the form of existence is the fruit of sorrow, which makes Joan really unbearable.

"I understand."

Hill stood there, stretched out his hand, and after a few seconds, there was still no movement.

"It seems that it won't shine anymore?"

Blinking in confusion, Hill turned to look at Joan.

"Eh? Well, do you need to pray again?"

With such doubts in mind, Joan prayed again, and sure enough, that soft golden light flashed from Hill's body again.

As if to dissolve all the grievances in the world and purify everything, just like that, the golden light sprinkled towards Jack.

"No, stop it, stop it! We don't need to be purified, we don't need it! Stop it!"

Jack struggled crazily, but it was the famous Greek hero Achilles who restrained her.

Therefore, no matter how hard she struggled, she still couldn't break free from those hands that were like poured steel.

However, seeing this scene, Achilles was in a delicate mood.

Although it was to help purify the other party's grievances, no matter how he looked at it, he felt as if he was not a hero, but a villain who bullied children. For a while, his mood was a little complicated.

But at this moment, the golden light that had shone on Jack's body suddenly and gradually disappeared, obviously, it was deliberately eliminated.

"Huh? Brother?"

Achilles raised his eyes and found that the golden light disappeared because Hill took his hand back.

"Someone is here."

The tip of his nose moved slightly, and Hill smelled a scent that was rushing towards this side.

Moreover, that smell is similar to the being bound in front of him.

"Someone?"

Concentrating instantly, Achilles looked in the direction that Hill turned his head to look.

A few minutes later, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps in the street.Then, from the end of the dark street, a woman with a flustered and anxious expression ran over.

"Jack! Jack! You, what do you want to do to my child?!"

The sixth guide, Lingxia, was panting heavily, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, pointing at a group of people with trembling hands, but her eyes were firm and determined without giving in.

PS1: Update is here!Today is another day of nearly [-] words!Therefore, Codeword Ji asked for a ticket to reward the blade monthly ticket!Let's go together!ヾ(≧O≦)〃哦~

PS2: I don't know why I always thought of Hideki Go when I wrote Jack, is it my problem?Tsk!

Chapter 015: Purification

Under the dark night, the dim yellow sodium lamps on the street illuminated half of the woman's body.The shadow reflected on the ground kept swinging irregularly. It was obvious that the woman was trembling uncontrollably.

The sixth guide, Lingxia, held the kitchen knife tightly with both hands, staring at the people in front of her, the blade wobbled slightly.

She was in the apartment originally because she had a bad feeling in her heart, but then, for a moment, she seemed to sense that the connection between herself and Jack was about to be broken, which made her panic. , rushed out of the apartment regardless, and rushed over here.

For this reason, she fell uncontrollably on the road. At this time, she was also barefoot, facing the group of Lion Jie Jieli.

"The Master of the Black Assassin..."

Sensing the almost non-existent magic aura and connection on the other party, Joan was momentarily dumbfounded.

Obviously, the other party didn't seem to be a magician or the like, but just ordinary people who got involved in this Holy Grail War for some reason.

But having said that, it would be hard to believe that the woman in front of him was completely unaware of what Assassin had done.

In other words, the other party may be an accomplice...

"Mom, no! It's dangerous here! Go back!"

Seeing that the sixth guide, Lingxia, didn't obey what she said when she went out, and ran here directly, Jack began to struggle violently again.

"Jack! Let go of that kid!"

The sixth guide, Lingxia, walked forward tremblingly, the cold moonlight was reflected on the kitchen knife, illuminating some illusionary light in her dead eyes.

"I said, now it's time to..."

Achilles really couldn't bear to see this situation, and was just about to ask, when his brows suddenly frowned.

"Get out of the way!"

Mordred shouted first, and the next second, a sound of piercing the air followed.

boom!

A violent explosion sounded, splashing dust all over the place, covering everyone's sight.

The sixth guide, Lingxia, slumped on the ground. She watched a burst of silver brilliance pass by in front of her, and a young figure in silver armor blocked the sneak attack just now for her.

"Is this... teacher?!"

He called out the spear in his hand, and when the sneak attack just now came, in order to prevent Jack from escaping in the confusion, Achilles directly knocked him out and put him aside.

Achilles stepped forward and stood side by side with Hill. At this time, Mordred was also wearing a hideous helmet, side by side, looking in a certain direction.

"A total of five servants including Ruler...Sorry, since the attack just now missed, it would be unwise to be hostile to so many servants at once, please forgive me and leave first."

In the darkness, Chiron stood at a blind corner of a certain building, shook his head, and at the same time used magic communication to make his Master prepare to retreat.

The reason why they came to Sighişoara was also because they knew that something special happened to their Assassin, and the Master was replaced by other unknown existences, so they came to investigate and solve it.

However, the arrow just now missed the woman, and then, there is no chance.

Looking at Atalanta who quietly drew the bowstring in the distance and prepared to face it here, Chiron chuckled lightly.

Has it really been discovered...

At that moment, without hesitation, he turned into a ball of spirit particles and dissipated in place.

At this moment, Joan of Arc was holding Jack who had been knocked out. At first, she wanted to say something, but the sixth guide Lingxia came back to her senses at this moment, hurriedly got up from the ground, and then snatched it back. He hugged Jack tightly in his arms.

However, it seemed that because of the brush with death just now, she was exhausted, and she didn't have the strength to continue standing. She fell to the ground and looked around, her eyes were full of tension and resistance.

“啊啊啊......真是的，直接好好打一架不就行了吗，这种情况，等你们解决好了再来叫我！”

Scratching his head irritably, Mordred couldn't see it, and simply turned into a spirit and disappeared.

"Well, it's true, the master over there doesn't seem to be a magician, but if you do something like that, you should know what the result will be..."