Crossover Anime: Starting with a Simulated Online Game with the King

You sit on the throne, while Prince Charles stands beside you disguised as a guard. At that moment, a figure in a cloak enters, surrounded by a whole group of axemen.

Despite facing so many guards who could kill her at any moment, the girl showed no fear. She came up to you and removed her cloak, revealing her face to you.

"What a nice view…..…"

Although he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Gilles was instantly captivated by Joan of Arc's appearance. Her radiant beauty made her seem like the embodiment of perfection in the world.

Meanwhile, while Gilles was captivated by Joan of Arc's beauty, Joan of Arc was experiencing a completely different situation.

You look at the man on the throne in front of you. He instinctively wants to call out "Greetings, Your Highness," but Lin Ye's voice suddenly rings out in your ear.

“He is not Prince Charles, he is Gilles de Rais.”

In that instant, you stopped what you were about to say and then said to Giles in front of you...

"Young general, although you have a great presence, unfortunately, you are not the person I am looking for."

"Ha!" Upon hearing Joan of Arc's words, Gilles, who was sitting in his seat, almost jumped up with joy.

Did you hear that?! She praised my demeanor! My goodness! She has such good taste! Was our meeting truly arranged by God?

God! I'm sorry! I was wrong! Only a being as great as you could create such a perfect work of art.

Upon hearing Joan of Arc's words, you quickly rose and respectfully addressed Prince Charles, who was disguised as a guard beside you.

"Your Highness, it seems that this saintess is indeed extraordinary."

The prince rolled his eyes at you, then told you to get up before he sat down.

“State your purpose, woman.”

Hearing the prince's words, Joan of Arc replied humbly and confidently, "Your Highness, I have received guidance from the Lord, who has sent me to assist you in saving our country."

"I'm fine, I don't need saving."

"But your people are living in misery."

"Fine, then tell me, how can I save my people?" The prince didn't believe the saint in front of him at all, or rather, in his eyes, this so-called saint was no different from those "loyal subjects" who only criticized him for not fighting against Great Britain.

"An army, enough weapons and food, and I will be the commander-in-chief," Joan of Arc stated her request.

Prince Charles was shocked. He began to believe Joan of Arc's words. After all, for a woman to personally take command was to completely disregard her own life.

"However, my national treasury is already extremely empty, and I can no longer build a powerful army."

"In that case, you'll probably lose a lot."

"What have I lost? I've already lost half the country, what else could I possibly be afraid of losing?"

"Losing the other half of your country."

“Well said!” Giles jumped up from his seat again, feeling completely captivated by the woman.

She was not only beautiful and pure, but also so loyal, strong and fearless of power; she was simply the embodiment of perfection!

In my entire life, I have never seen a woman like this.

Now, Giles is faced with two options.

Faced with Joan of Arc's request, what would you choose at this moment?

Option 1: Take the initiative to persuade Prince Charles to agree to Joan of Arc's offer and voluntarily contribute part of your family fortune as military expenses.

Option 2: Stand up and stop Joan of Arc, and banish her from the palace. (Male)

"I choose one!"

Giles didn't hesitate. It's just money, right? When has Giles ever lacked that?

That's true. Lin Ye doesn't know if Earth's Sgiers is rich, but Moon's Sgiers is definitely rich.

Gen Urobuchi said in *Fate/Zero, Matthias 1* that Gilles's very being able to become Caster was already a foul. Moreover, even as a marshal, his greatest strength wasn't his bravery, but rather his immense wealth.

Seeing you step forward, Prince Charles nodded helplessly. However, although he promised Joan of Arc to form an army, whether Joan of Arc could lead this army remained to be seen.

Seeing this, Joan of Arc felt helpless. She truly wanted to save her country, but the numerous obstacles she faced in reality made her feel powerless.

Fortunately, she knew she wasn't fighting alone, so whenever she looked at Catherine's Sword, she felt a strong sense of security.

Because she knew that no matter what she encountered, this sword would always be with her and help her overcome one difficulty after another.

"Lin Ye, I will definitely not let you down!"

Chapter 94 You want to see a miracle? I'll give you a miracle!

January 15th of the following year: In the early morning, you followed the church personnel sent by Charles into the Cathedral of Our Lady of the Mary. You were surrounded by high-ranking officials of the country and church leaders, but you did not feel afraid.

At that moment, the priest, seated in the main seat of the church, suddenly looked at you and asked...

"What was the appearance of the divine messenger like? Was it male or female?"

Joan of Arc said, "Appearance is not important. Gods have no gender. So-called appearance is determined by people's hearts."

What did he give you? A cross? Rosary? Or books?

Joan of Arc said, "The gods guided me to save the world, and what they gave me was the holy sword that could help me guide the world."

Joan of Arc pointed to the Sword of Saint Catherine at her waist. The priest beside her, who was in charge of supervising, immediately tried to seize the holy sword. However, as soon as their hands touched the sword, a bright light repelled them.

"This... I'm sorry, we shouldn't have offended your dignity."

The priest immediately bowed to the holy sword. The Sword of Saint Catherine was already a legendary sacred artifact, and now it was filled with "divinity," so they naturally treated it with utmost respect.

No one questioned Joan of Arc's identity as a saint anymore, but everyone doubted whether she could lead them to victory.

The priest asked, "Did you have any experience leading the 383rd Army when you were young?"

Joan of Arc replied, "No, I only herded sheep."

The priest asked, "Did you practice swordsmanship when you were young?"

Joan of Arc replied, "No, I only wielded the whip."

Upon hearing this, everyone laughed.

"You haven't learned swordsmanship, so how can you charge into battle? You have no experience leading troops, you don't even know how to use cannons, so how can you breach the impregnable gates of Orléans?" The priest made no attempt to hide his distrust of Joan of Arc. This was perfectly normal; who would believe that an ordinary village girl could suddenly lead an army into battle?

unless……

"Unless you can show us some... miracles."

"What miracle? Are they treating us like magicians?" Lin Ye understood what these people meant. They didn't believe Joan of Arc could lead them to victory unless a miracle occurred.

"You want miracles, is that it? Fine, I'll show you what a miracle is!"

Suddenly, in front of everyone, the Sword of Saint Catherine emitted a bright light, followed by a bolt of lightning that exploded in the sky!

The next second, everyone felt the entire church shake violently!

Rumble!

The church roof collapsed, and shards of tile rained down on those who had just been questioning the church, leaving them covered in blood! Now, all of them were hiding under the tables, while the priest who had been shouting the loudest was still yelling.

"Lord Holy Sword! Quickly withdraw your divine magic!"

"Yes, we believed it! We believed it!"

"Long live the Holy Lady!"

At this moment, everyone is cheering for you. You control the holy sword and return it to its sheath, while Joan of Arc walks step by step to the very center of the church.

“That’s right, I’ve never led an army, I’ve never wielded a sword, and I can’t even read many characters. But I do know that while our people were shedding blood, you were sitting here in fine clothes!”

At this moment, Joan of Arc was full of passion and enthusiasm; her slender body seemed to contain a powerful force!

"You don't believe in God's guidance to me, you suspect I'm deceiving you. But am I deceiving you, or are you deceiving yourselves?"

You want to see miracles, but miracles aren't something you can see just by sitting here. Even if God puts food in front of you, you at least have to reach out, pick it up, and put it in your mouth before you say, "God has finally sent a miracle," instead of just sitting here waiting for God to feed you bit by bit!

Joan of Arc understood. She understood that the people of this country had been broken and that if she did not rouse them, they would only become cowards who would raise the white flag at the first sign of an enemy. Therefore, she had to stand up!

"Give me an army, take me to Orleans, and I will show you miracles!"

"Well said!" Giles was excited once again as he watched this scene. This girl had brought him miracles time and time again, and he had impressed her time and time again. Compared to her, all the women in the kingdom seemed to pale in comparison!

"I want to join her! I want to roar under her banner! I want to fight for her!"

That's right, we're fighting for her!

February 12th of the following year: The War of the Herring breaks out, and you follow Joan of Arc to the front lines! Along the way, all those with aspirations spontaneously gather under Joan of Arc's banner!

You gaze at her intently.

On April 429th of the following year: You arrived in Orléans, and Joan of Arc led you in a charge towards the front lines. She waved her battle flag, and under it, all the soldiers seemed fearless in the face of death. The enemy's attacks had no effect on her; her sword forever protected her!

You gaze at her intently.

On May 7th of the following year: The British army was repeatedly defeated by you and finally retreated to the fortress of Torreir. You were unable to conquer it after a long siege. However, at night, Joan of Arc flew into the fortress with her holy sword! The sounds of battle continued in the fortress all night long. The next day, the seemingly impregnable fortress was pushed open from behind the door by Joan of Arc!

You gaze at her intently.

June 12 of the following year: A great victory at the Battle of Yarro!

June 15th of the following year: The great victory at Meun on the Loire!

June 17th of the following year: The great victory at Borjacsi!