The Endless Shuttle

The silver-haired girl got what she wanted and bounced out of the room, while Rope treated the little toys that had not been taken away with the water of death, and said to Jeanne, who was silent on the bed.

"Nayako has gone, and I want to continue to pretend to sleep as you please, but your situation will definitely not improve because of evasion."

Leaving from the body of the follower has very significant benefits. The most important thing is that the real body can survive without the magic power provided by others, but the inconvenience also comes with it.

Joan is a village girl, nun, warrior, and commander, but he is not an agent or a spy. It is impossible to perfectly control his breathing after he obtains the body. The frequency of sleep is the same, especially when the two next to him are planning bad things. .

The saint opened her green eyes and whispered.

"Bad taste."

"Do you mean that I tied your hands in a pose like this, or was Naako's proposal just now?"

Turning everything into lime, Rope swept to the corner with a single swipe-Silence would definitely clean up anyway. Having a hardworking brown-skinned bee in the house has such benefits.

"Miss Joan, you seem to have no position to make any accusations. Trying to hinder my plan has caused me unnecessary trouble. You should be thankful that you can still lie here alive and talk to me."

"I didn't ask you to grant me the right to live. The moment I used the treasure, I gave up this false life."

Jeanne tilted her head to the side, the brilliance in her eyes dimmed.

"I can lie here, isn't it because of your greed after giving up the light?"

"Greedy? Maybe."

Rope walked to the bed in two steps, with one hand on the girl's ear, close to the distance between the two.

"But I must tell Miss Saintess that if you continue to speak like this, then such friendly conversation may not exist. There is still a lot of time left tonight. You have heard the proposal just now, although I am not I like it, but that doesn’t mean I won’t do that!"

"..." Jeanne bit her lip.

After Greffier's restraint was applied to the real body, the strength only increased.

Now, let alone recalling the treasure, even a move has become an extravagant hope.

"Very well, I like your look now." Rope nodded in satisfaction.

"I left your life not only for "punishment", but also for you to see how stupid it is for you to be hostile to me regardless of black and white. When you were captured last time, you owed me an apology. "

"...Do you want me to see the disaster happen with my own eyes?"

Joan closed her eyes in pain.

"Although I have failed, I still hope you can listen to me-this body you like to play with you, I beg you, don't let more innocent people suffer."

"Ah."

Rope smiled.

He tapped his right hand, and in mid-air, atmospheric moisture kept gathering.

The water was condensed, flattened, and finally turned into a wide mirror of water.

"Come, saint, look at this."

Joan thought that Rope was going to show off the terrible scene he had achieved with the Holy Grail, so she turned her head and refused to cooperate. But the black-haired young man squeezed the girl's chin firmly and turned her head around.

"Let me take a good look!"

Ropey waved, and the mirror of water flew in front of Joan of Arc.

"..."

It's weird.

It is not the suffering people and the destroyed homes that come into sight.

Peaceful, quiet, and normal nights are no different.

It was Fuyuki City. Under the environment of the mirror of water, Joan even saw the church where she had been, and the silver-haired nun was looking into the distance from the cliff at the door.

After a while, Ropey retracted the mirror of water and asked Jeanne of Arc.

"Did you see clearly?"

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

"The city in the mirror is Fuyuki City. It is the place where the Holy Grail comes." Rope said: "It is no different from any city in this world. What it looked like before the Holy Grail came, and what it looked like after the Holy Grail came, um, maybe Heroes’ battles have caused some wounds, but compared to war zones, these are acceptable and healed wounds, aren’t they?”

"so!"

Rope raised his voice.

"The Saintess of France, Miss Joan, what are you doing to hinder me? Nyazi is an evil god, but she will never stay in this world for a long time. In the end, what did we do to you, or Does inhibition have to stop my terrible incident? Huh?"

"...Your Majesty Indra, what wish do you have for the Holy Grail?"

"Daughter, as well as helping you heroic spirits obtain physical bodies. Will such a desire endanger mankind and the world?" Rope's smile became ironic.

"Human society is a pyramid, and the existence at the top is supported by the lower layers. I am already at the top of the world, so how can I destroy the foundation stone and turn my "enjoy" into naught. "

"..."

The girl opened her mouth when she heard the words, but didn't know what to say.

——The truth that the emperor spit out has made her very confused.

The persistence of the saint herself is to prevent demons from obtaining the Holy Grail to achieve any behavior that harms the world, and the "distortion" of the restraining force makes her firmly believe.

But now, the facts are in front of her.

The evil demon got the Holy Grail, nothing happened, people still lived steadily, and the people in the city where the Holy Grail descended did not even know what was hidden at night.

Joan's expression was a bit stunned.

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Chapter 103 The Loss of the Title of "Saint"

Seeing Joan's expression, Rope's dissatisfaction that his plan was disrupted was also relieved.

The heroes are like this, torture, insults, these acts are useless to Joan of Arc. Not only did he fail to get what Rope wanted, he even devalued his own dignity.

But heroes are also evolved from human beings. Just like Saber in the Fourth War, he is clearly the king of Britain and the one who has experienced many battles and led his army to kill the enemy, but he almost collapsed before the Holy Grail of the evil of this world flows.

The only thing that can hit the soul directly is to deny the heroes' regrets or beliefs.