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Chapter 461 Black Jeanne d'Arc Comes, Black Jeanne d'Arc Leaves

The answers given by the Saber group are 3 and 6.

The answer given by the Lancer group is 3.

Archer's answer is 3 and 6.

The answers given by the Rider group are 3 and 7.

The answer given by Caster... He was still repenting and missed the time to answer the questions, so the answer board was blank.

Berserker's answer is 3 and 6.

Assassin's answer is 3, 4, 6, 7.

Seeing this, Mo Si said, "Now I will announce the correct answer."

As she finished her words, she swept the Rod of Replacement.

The five photos that were incorrect answers gradually became transparent and disappeared without a trace, leaving only two correct answers, the third and sixth photos.

3!

6!

Rider scratched his head after seeing these two numbers and sighed, “I thought ‘blue eyes’ was the key to determining the answer.”

Caster had previously expressed disdain for Saber's green eyes, but Moss has blue eyes, and Jeanne in the third photo also has blue eyes.

Therefore, Rider used blue eyes as the criterion and selected the seventh photo (Morgan) who also had blue eyes.

I didn't expect to make the wrong choice.

it's a pity!
Weber originally thought that the blue eyes were a clue, and thought: "This game should be based on the misleading information of blue eyes."

Rider nodded and smiled, "Although this game seems simple, it actually combines the conversations we all had before. It seems that it is not me who is using the strategy, but the referee!"

"…I'm sorry, Master." Lancer lowered his head in shame.

Kenneth snorted and waved his hand to tell Lancer not to feel sorry for himself, thinking, "There actually is a more correct answer."

He originally firmly believed that the so-called more correct answer was just Rider's trickery, but he didn't expect that there was actually a second answer.

However, although it was a pity that I didn’t get any points for this round of the game, I felt a little better when I saw that the Rider team also didn’t get any points.

"..."

Assassin looked at the four answers on his answer board. There were two correct answers, but there were also two wrong answers.

He looked around, and while no one was paying attention to him, he quietly strengthened his class skill as an assassin - Breath Blocking, reducing his presence, and then silently lowered his answer board.

Rider turned to look at Archer and sighed, "You are really amazing. Even though you lost your power, you still won."

Archer laughed and said, "My victory is a matter of course, but there are two bastards who chose the correct answer. You are lucky."

The two bastards he mentioned were Saber and Berserker.

At the same time, Irisviel was surprised to see that she had obtained the correct answer, and asked in a low voice: "Saber, did you guess it based on your feeling?"

Before answering the question, Saber's expression was troubled, and it was hard not to think that she was relying on intuition, luck, or some other factor.

Saber raised her right hand, pointed her thumb at her face, and said with a confident smile, "Irisviel, I have had this face for many years."

“I see.” Alice suddenly understood.

In fact, Saber gave up rational thinking and turned to wild intuition when she was forced into a desperate situation, and then keenly caught the similarities between the two Joans of Arc's eyebrows.

Although the seven people in the photo look similar, there are still significant differences in details such as eye shape and eyebrow shape.

Because Saber was familiar with this face, she was able to notice this detail that others could not notice under tight time constraints.

This detail determines success or failure.

Irisviel turned to look at Berserker and asked, “Is this your reason as well?”

Because of his frenzy being released by Moss, and because of his relationship with King Arthur, Berserker's position was relatively close to Saber's group.

Hearing Irisviel’s question, Berserker sighed and said, “To be honest, I am not as familiar with that face as my king is.

“It just occurred to me that Berserker’s frenzy would cause changes in the appearance of the Heroic Spirit, and by analogy, the person in the sixth photo might be caused by a similar reason.

“Although there was an element of gambling when I wrote down the answer, I gambled correctly.”

Upon hearing this, Irisviel thought that Berserker's method was more technically advanced.

Just then, Archer's voice came.

Bastard—Such contemptuous words made Saber’s face darken and she felt annoyed.

Berserker became even more furious, pointed at Archer, and said sternly: "You rude bastard, take back your words!"

As he spoke, a strong anger and murderous intent burst out, like the return of the berserker from before, which made people shudder.

Archer has lost his power, and any Heroic Spirit present can easily kill him.

But he was still not afraid at all, and even smiled faintly, asking back: "Under the new rules, do you still want to attack me, you mad dog?"

This moment, that moment.

The current rules do not allow the use of force at will.

"—!"

Berserker was so angry that he gnashed his teeth, extremely unwilling. He was unable to be loyal to King Arthur during his lifetime, and as a heroic spirit he still could not share King Arthur's worries.

Then wouldn’t he have come here in vain?

Do not!
Even if he had to face unknown punishment for this, he would still kill Archer to make up for the regret of not being able to be loyal to King Arthur during his lifetime!
Saber waved her hand and said, "Lancelot, don't worry about him."

Although I was very angry when I heard the word "bastard" just now, I changed my mind and realized that this Archer was essentially as insane as Caster, both of them were lunatics.

Why bother with a madman?

"cough!"

Mo Si coughed lightly, drawing everyone's attention, and announced, "The answer is clear. Now I will announce the scores - one point for the Saber team, one point for the Berserker team, over."

"?" Archer was slightly startled.

And me?

"..." Everyone looked at Archer.

Archer sensed some kind of mockery in everyone's gazes, his face darkened, and he said, "You said one less point." Moss said, "You violated the rules."

"what?!"

Even though Archer's body had been replaced, he quickly regained his composure, and now he finally revealed an indignant expression.

The others were also a little surprised. Although they wanted to laugh at Archer's joke, this reason made them confused. How could this be against the law?

Mo Si suddenly shouted: "Look into my eyes!"

Archer's heart skipped a beat and he looked at the iron mask on Moss's face.

I can't see the eyes at all!

"I said, I will never miss any bad thing!"

Moss held the Rod of Replacement in his right hand and pointed it at Archer, saying, "You, used a Noble Phantasm."

"!" Archer was shocked.

She actually knows?
Isn’t it the ability of people outside this world?
Moss continued, "This round of the game tests wisdom, not Noble Phantasms. Archer, you are disqualified from participating in this game. Even though you gave the correct answer, you will not receive any points."

Archer groaned, "It seems that you know the 'Star of Omniscience and Omnipotence'. If so, you should also know that it is both a treasure and my wisdom."

Moss said to the others, "Everyone heard it. He admitted that he used the Noble Phantasm."

Everyone nodded.

"..."

Archer's eye twitched, and he was so angry that he wanted to activate the King's Treasure to bombard it.

But he had lost his strength, let alone the king's treasure, he couldn't even jump off the street lamp.

Thinking of this, he became even angrier.

Just then, a cry was heard: "No!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was Caster who was making a loud noise.

"How could that kind of woman be Joan of Arc! My saint could never be such a shameless woman, you are talking nonsense!"

Caster hissed, pointing at the photo of Jeanne d'Arc in black in a swimsuit.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Mo Si curiously.

In fact, they were also very curious. It was bad enough that Joan of Arc changed her hair color and eyes, but she was actually wearing a bikini swimsuit. Isn't that wrong?

Mo Si said, "Originally, I don't need to explain, but I am a loving person and I have the ability to judge absolutely, so I will give you a little bit of preferential treatment this time."

After saying that, he raised the Rod of Replacement and waved it at the photo of Jeanne d'Arc in black in a swimsuit.

boom!
In an instant, magic power gushed out.

Everyone was shocked: "Is this... a heroic spirit summon?!"

The rich magical power spread like mist, and in the mist, there was an extra figure, it was Black Jeanne d'Arc in a swimsuit.

"Where does this get me?"

Black Jeanne looked around, then looked at Moss on the container and said, "Although it feels a bit strange, it was you, the nun, who summoned me, right? Since you summoned me, you must know how powerful I am. Is there anything you want me to do?"

Mos pointed at Caster and said, "Explain your identity to him."

Black Jeanne looked at Caster, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "You are... Jill? Wow, how did you become like this?"

Caster's tears were still on his face. When he heard the familiar voice of Black Jeanne, he was so excited that his scalp tingled. He asked in surprise, "Jeanne? You...are really Jeanne?"

The corners of Black Jeanne's mouth slightly raised, revealing a slightly evil smile: "What are you talking about? It's you who turned me into the Dragon Witch."

"Me?" Caster was stunned.

When did I turn Jeanne into this? And what is the Dragon Witch?
Black Jeanne flicked the straps of her swimsuit and said, "After that, I encountered the magic of summer and it changed a little bit, and it became like this."

At this point, she spread her hands and said in a relaxed tone: "But these are all trivial matters that are not worth mentioning."

"This is not insignificant." Caster broke out in a cold sweat.

The Joan of Arc in front of him was too abnormal. This phenomenon stimulated his brain and seemed to restore some of his lost consciousness.

"Jeanne, your outfit..." Caster stammered.

Black Jeanne asked back, "Don't you like it?"

"Uh..." Caster didn't dare to say no.

Black Jeanne smiled and said, "No matter what you think, I don't plan to change these swimsuits. I like them... Well, as a man, you should understand, Jill."

When she said the second half of the sentence, she deliberately lowered her voice, suddenly moved closer, and reached out to lift Caster's chin, which was really very seductive.

Even the lunatic Caster blushed.

This guy... is he really Joan of Arc?
The people watching looked at each other in shock.

No, this is definitely not a saint.

Black Jeanne said it herself - she is the Dragon Witch.

Since the saint turned into a witch, she must have gone through some ritual and been infected by something, thus falling into this state.

Everyone thought so.

Black Jeanne looked back at Moss and asked, "Is this all right? This should be the Holy Grail War. What should we do next? Fight?"

"There's nothing for you to do here." Moss picked up the Rod of Replacement and waved it at Black Jeanne.

"What..." Black Jeanne d'Arc's face showed surprise, her body quickly became transparent, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The moment before disappearing, the pair of golden eyes that were looking at Mo Si changed from surprise to anger, and finally to resentment...

Because they are not heroic spirits summoned by the Holy Grail system, the process of disappearance will not go through the Holy Grail system, but will directly return to Valhalla.

Black Jeanne disappeared, leaving only a photo in her place.

"Joan of Arc!"

Caster watched Black Jeanne disappear, and rushed over to hug her, but ended up touching nothing. He couldn't help but burst into grief, and cried again: "No——!"

(End of this chapter)