I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

At a speed visible to the naked eye, Du Lin observed that the 100% HP bar of the fighting boss Joan of Arc Alter dropped rapidly.

Joan of Arc's body staggered, and her strength was drained instantly. She turned around and looked behind her in amazement, gritting her teeth: "Ber...serker!"

She almost spit out from her mouth one sound at a time, anger and resentment replaced all her rationality at the moment.

"Without the self-healing ability of the Holy Grail, you only have this level. But this is of course, here you lose the help of the 'system', and you are still an ordinary follower in essence. It's over! Jeanne Alter" Du Lin expressionlessly pulled out the red dagger that had sunk into her body.

This is no longer an undercover game, it's just a mission to restore the head of the Chaldean organization and correct the 'abnormal history'.

Seeing that her blood quickly dropped below 50%, Du Lin immediately ordered: "Let's attack together, Saber!"

"Yes!" A dull voice sounded, and Artoria raised the black and red holy sword, and took advantage of the weakness of Hei Jeanne to slash at her weapon.

boom!

The violent blow contained in the black-red holy sword split the cursed holy flag in the hand of Joan of Arc, and then the sword pierced Joan of Arc's heart.

At the same time, Du Lin was also inserting into Joan of Arc's body for the second time behind him to empty her HP bar!

"Damn—!"

Seeing the attack coming from ahead, Joan of Arc's pupils suddenly shrank.

She knew that she couldn't avoid it. As the other party said, there was no means of recovery in this inherent barrier. Holding the Holy Grail in her hand, she was just a heroic spirit with a slightly stronger body.

【…】

The miracle of the Holy Grail constituted her 'resurrection', but at this moment there was no miracle.

The moment she saw the blade attacking, she couldn't avoid it. From the front chest to the back chest, two chirping sounds instantly penetrated her body.

[HP49%, 48%...]——At a speed visible to the naked eye, the blood bar standing above her head quickly emptied.

Goo poo...

Black Joan snorted, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of scarlet.

"Asshole, this is the end." She turned her head and stared at Du Lin, with deep resentment in her eyes.

She hasn't completely wiped out France, and hasn't spread the wrath of Joan of Arc to the whole world. Will all the lives still living in this world endure their ridicule of Joan of Arc?

That is undoubtedly unforgivable!

"Damn it... In the end, fate couldn't be reversed, did you die because of betrayal in the end? As a result, Jill and I didn't change anything? Everything is because of you, the betrayer! Berserker." She gritted her teeth full of suppressed anger.

Hearing her words at close range, Du Lin also felt a little more subtle emotion in his heart at this moment.

It feels like it's unfair to hear a defeated dog yell. Judging by her real age, she is only about ten days old!If they get along in other ways, they may become good friends who talk about everything.

It would be nice if she wasn't the Holy Grail, and they're having a great time getting along, and it would be nice if the blemishes of last night's 'barbecue' weren't there.

It's a pity... The position has been completely reversed at this moment, her blood bar is only 1% left, and this is still under the premise that the opponent has not discovered the inherent barrier.

There is no longer any possibility of a comeback, and the second big move that Du Lin prepared himself does not need to be used on her.

"You are not Joan of Arc, so there is no betrayal." Du Lin shook his head slightly and pulled out the dagger in his hand.

Joan of Arc's body snorted again, with a hint of annoyance clearly flashing in her eyes: "Do you want to deny me as a victor? It's ridiculous."

Du Lin sighed and said: "There is no need to be obsessed with being Joan of Arc. After experiencing betrayal or something... You are you, resurrected from the Holy Grail's wish, an independent person who carries the memory of Joan of Arc. individual."

"what?"

"The reason for your defeat... is that you are obsessed with the concept of 'Jean of Arc'. However, this is also a natural situation. It is because of this that you were created, right?"

She is just a living body born from Caster's personal wish, wishing on the Holy Grail from fantasy!At least that's how it was described in Du Lin's memory.

Joan of Arc only regards herself as Joan of Arc. From a philosophical point of view, "I have fallen" appears "the original me" and the "fallen me". She has nothing to do with the two, and she comes from the Holy Grail the third party.

Jill's rage...

In comparison, he is quite similar to Joan of Arc.

She has a creator - Jill with big eyes.

Has its own creator - 'Durin Gordot'

She doesn't remember the real Joan of Arc's memory, nor does she remember the memory of her former self.

"The only difference is that you are obsessed with the revenge of the other you. I want to get rid of that lingering guy... But it cannot be denied that we are all constructed from the long-cherished wish of the original creator, which probably We can't get rid of it all our lives, that's why we live in such a twisted way!" Du Lin whispered to himself.

Hei Jean Arc heard him talking to himself like crazy, and frowned slightly: "What are you talking about, I can't understand it at all. Are you saying that I am a poor life?

What a joke!Although I don't know why it is so recognized to me, and in a similar situation.But you guys are a created fake and I have nothing to do with it!But that’s all, you won this battle, the next time I encounter your inherent enchantment, I will figure it out and kill you..."

"Howling of a defeated dog!" Du Lin shook his head with a smile.

When she disappears, no one in the world will think that she will exist, and of course she will not return to the Seat of Heroes.

When we meet again next time, it will be another scene, right?

As the words gradually faded away, golden rays of light began to emerge from the feet of the body, and the lower body turned into golden particles, and then to the waist, chest, and chest, there appeared a wave of shimmering light...

[Servant Joan Alter Ruler HP dropped to 0% and died! 】

"That's it, it's over!"

Du Lin heaved a sigh of relief.