Abnormal Moon

Chapter 37 Joan of Arc Alter

"Are you Lancer?"

Roy looked at the resentful Lancer with a sinister gaze.

Can't go wrong.

That posture and those distinctive features are so obvious; there's no doubt it's Joan of Arc Alter.

Jeanne d'Arc Alter might indeed have the adaptability to the Lancer class.

But no matter how Roy looked at it, he felt that this Jeanne Alter was not right.

Jeanne d'Arc Alter is a very special Servant.

She was merely a deceased person from an abnormal timeline. In the restored timeline, no one remembered her, and no one could summon her. Naturally, there was no "fate" connecting her to anything. Like a shadow of a bubble, she was a lonely person existing alone in another world.

Theoretically speaking, no one but Fujimaru Ritsuka could summon her.

and.

how to say.

The atmosphere was just off.

That Jeanne d'Arc Alter did indeed exude a strong resentment. Judging from that resentment alone, she could most likely be classified as an anti-Heroic Spirit, her heart filled with immense negative emotions such as hatred, loathing, and indignation, as if she wanted to burn the world.

In the context of Jeanne Alter, everyone knows she is a patriarchal woman who laughs all the time, is very good at making exaggerated facial expressions, and has nine hidden barbs in three sentences, as if the whole world owes her money.

But this Jeanne Alter's expression didn't convey the feeling of unconcealed hatred.

It was surprisingly calm.

There was not a trace of hatred or loathing on her face.

Combining these two points, Roy believed that this Jeanne Alter was strange.

It doesn't feel like Jeanne d'Arc Alter herself, but rather someone else wearing her skin.

"Master?"

Okita Souji looked at him.

"No problem, let's go!"

Roy smirked, a hint of malice in his eyes.

Whether it's Jeanne Alter or not, what does it have to do with him?

Just kill him!

"Yes!"

Okita Souji received the order and charged at Lancer with his sword.

Lancer's expression hardened, and she stretched out her hands, revealing two jet-black spears. The two spears were crossed, forming a shield in front of her.

"Dual-wielding long weapons?"

Okita Souji became more vigilant.

Dual-wielding weapons offers a much faster attack speed than single-wielding, but the power is significantly reduced.

No one who isn't very confident in their own strength would dare to dual-wield.

Moreover, it's a weapon like a spear, which requires even more strength.

This Lancer is no ordinary person!

With a clang, the two made initial contact.

As soon as they clashed, Okita Souji's brows furrowed deeply.

Out of a desire to test her, she pressed on relentlessly, her blade constantly slicing at Lancer's weaknesses.

Lancer's dual pistols were wielded with exceptional parrying ability.

Strangely, under her relentless offensive, Lancer did not retaliate at all, but only continued to defend, retreating and dodging in the process.

Okita Souji is a Servant skilled in agility, with extremely fast sword speed and dense sword light like raindrops.

Once the enemy is at a disadvantage and she finds an opportunity, she is confident that she can corner them in one fell swoop, leaving them no chance to retaliate.

However, this does not include warriors who wield spears.

If Lancer takes a large step back and creates distance, pulling her into an advantageous zone where the knife can't reach but the spear can, Lancer will have to be distracted by the spear tip and won't be able to completely suppress her opponent.

Judging from the feel, even when dual-wielding, Lancer's strength is no less than hers.

With her skill level, she could easily create distance and drag her into a position advantageous for a gunfight.

"What is Lancer doing? Why isn't she trying to fight back? Is there some kind of trap?"

Okita Souji felt a chill run down his spine.

Lancer played defense from start to finish, seemingly without any intention of counter-attacking or showing any aggression.

Even though she was nearly injured several times by her attacks, she only hurriedly dodged in shock, without any intention of retaliating.

If Lancer had set a trap to lure her in, then her acting skills were truly outstanding.

Okita Souji couldn't understand it.

Does this Lancer really have any intention of fighting?

And at this time.

"Om-!"

Numerous runes appeared in the air.

Roy drew with his fingers, and the runes gathered, transforming into a string of flames that shot out like a rocket, roaring and surging towards the armored old man.

"Master!"

Lancer's expression changed.

She took a blow from Okita Souji head-on, her arms shuddering violently, and she almost dropped the gun in her hand.

Using this force, she quickly retreated and came to the armored old man. With a wave of her hand, the infernal flames, blackened by resentment, surged out and instantly crushed the cluster of flames caused by the runes.

Seeing this, Okita Souji worried that she might take this opportunity to attack her Master, so he quickly returned to defend and stood guard in front of Roy.

Surprisingly, after crushing the cluster of flames, the Infernal Flame vanished into thin air.

They had absolutely no intention of taking advantage of the situation to attack Roy.

Okita Souji was slightly taken aback when he saw this.

"What are you doing, Lancer!"

The armored old man roared at Lancer, even he could tell something was wrong with her.

"Hurry up and kill him! Or are you going to betray me too?"

Lancer lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Across from him, Roy narrowed his eyes.

Is Lancer acting a little strange?

"Master, for some reason, Lancer seems to have no desire to fight."

At this moment, Okita Souji conveyed his guess to Roy through telepathy.

"However, I can't be 100% sure."

"Then give it a try."

Roy's face broke into a wicked grin.

He stretched out his hand, and the bloodshot color in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a black and white eye with numerous runes wrapped around it like chains, radiating a dazzling light like gemstones.

With a flick of his magic eye, he had already written a rune.

Under the flashing light of the demonic eye, the rune seemed to gain a self, suddenly expanding and then splitting, from one to two, from two to four, from four to eight...

In the blink of an eye, the runes in front of him multiplied automatically, increasing to more than two hundred.

More than two hundred runes converged to form a huge rune sphere, about half the height of a person, and flew towards Lancer and his master. During the flight, the runes were already burning with intense flames, as if they might explode at any moment.

Lancer's expression tightened, and he looked to his left and right.

The streets are lined with houses.

Does he completely disregard the life and death of ordinary people?

Lancer bit her lip and sighed almost imperceptibly.

It was as if he was regretting something, or perhaps he was forcing a bitter smile.

The next moment, she charged towards the rune sphere, her twin pistols slamming into the ground. The ground shattered, and magma-like infernal flames spread across it, blasting the asphalt surface to smithereens.

At the same time, dozens of spears surged from the ground like spikes, leaping high into the air, lifting the rune sphere on the verge of exploding like a burning incense burner, and then pushing it into the sky.