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

When Joan of Arc saw the closed city gates, she smiled.

"Is my mission over? If so... then let me die here."

Joan of Arc preferred to die on the battlefield rather than be burned alive.

She was utterly exhausted from the intense battle, but she still used the battle flag to support herself. She looked at the surging crowd and took one last look at the Sword of Saint Catherine in her hand.

"Lin Ye... Farewell. I hope your next owner won't be as willful as I was."

Joan of Arc knew she was doomed. She looked at the soldiers before her, preparing to fight to the death for one or two more, but then a voice rang in her ear.

"There's nothing I can do. Although you are indeed very willful, ... well, what can I do when I'm willing to tolerate your willfulness?"

boom!

Suddenly, the sword of Saint Catherine broke free from Joan of Arc's grasp! It emitted a bright light! In that bright light, everyone saw a figure gradually solidifying!

"What is that?! How could someone come out of that sword?!"

"God! It's God! The Lord has appeared! The Lord is with us!"

"No! That person! He doesn't have wings, he's not an angel! He's a devil!"

Joan of Arc seemed deaf to their words; at that moment, her eyes seemed to see only the figure in the sky.

"Lin Ye..."

boom!

The Sword of Saint Catherine shattered! Lin Ye landed before Joan of Arc, who smiled and nodded at him before turning to face the stunned British army.

"After being inside the sword for so long, it's time to stretch my legs."

Lin Ye flexed his wrists, and then he stretched out his hand, in which a strange red longsword appeared!

"Kill him! He's all alone! What are you afraid of!"

"Charge! Kill this devil!"

"Even if there really is a God, so what? God is just one person!"

Countless soldiers shouted as they charged toward Lin Ye. Faced with the overwhelming crowd, Joan of Arc was also worried for Lin Ye.

She had never seen Lin Ye do it himself. Could he really do it?

"Heaven and earth are at odds..."

hum! !

The red blade began to spin continuously, and at that moment, a magical storm shot directly into the sky!

"The Pioneer Star!"

boom!

A terrifying magical storm swept across the battlefield. Everyone on the battlefield could clearly see that the sky seemed to have changed color, turning from azure to crimson. The earth began to crack, and bottomless fissures spread beneath their feet.

Countless soldiers plunged directly into the abyss, countless others were swept up into the sky by the red storm, and some soldiers, their legs trembling, quickly retreated back to Burgundy!

They may not fear death, but they dare not wield their swords against the gods! In this era where the age of gods has vanished, Lin Ye! is a god!

"You want to leave? Then I've come all this way for nothing."

Suddenly, Lin Ye pointed his sword directly at the city wall in front of him!

The crimson magic poured down, and the supposedly impregnable city walls collapsed before everyone's eyes!

"Look! The city wall has collapsed!!"

"Quick! Open the door! Charge through! Victory is just ahead!"

"Long live Joan of Arc! Long live the divine!"

Countless soldiers rushed out of the city and headed towards Burgundy... At this moment, all the British soldiers, who had been completely terrified by Lin Ye, also threw down their weapons and rushed towards the sea. They wanted to leave this place; that man was definitely not a god!

Even if he's a god! He's still the god of death from the underworld!

"Lin Ye..."

At this moment, Joan of Arc covered her mouth in excitement. She understood that Lin Ye had broken free from the Holy Sword's restraints to save her.

If it weren't for Lin Ye, she would probably be dead by now.

The moment the soldiers completely occupied Burgundy, Lin Ye landed in front of you. He smiled at you and said softly.

"I'm sorry, I broke your sword."

You gently shook your head and said, "It's no longer needed."

Yes, the enemy has been completely driven away, so she naturally no longer needs to wield that sword.

"The sword is shattered, and I must leave as well," Lin Ye said, looking at you.

"What! Lin Ye is leaving!"

In an instant, Joan of Arc realized what was happening. Yes, her mission was complete, even her sword was shattered, and it was indeed time for Lin Ye to leave, but…

"Can't we just leave?"

Lin Ye gently shook his head, and his body transformed into countless points of light.

"No!"

You look at the sky filled with Lin Ye, and you desperately try to grab Lin Ye with your hands! You pick up all the fragments of the Holy Sword from the ground, but you find that no matter what you do, you can't put it back together.

"Goodbye Joan of Arc, do not grieve. And... do not return to Lance, that king will not tolerate you."

Lin Ye has completely disappeared, leaving only Jeanne d'Arc kneeling on the ground, clutching the fragment of the Holy Sword 3.9!

Postscript: You heeded Lin Ye's advice and did not stay here. Feeling that your mission was complete, you returned to your hometown and went into hiding.

Later you heard that the British felt too ashamed, and then they heard that you had disappeared. After that, a woman named François Preiratti brought back a woman who claimed to have captured you. Then those people directly burned that woman at the stake. You just smiled and didn't show yourself, because you heard Lin Ye say that this was your original ending.

You spent your whole life piecing together the fragments of the Sword of Saint Catherine, until the day before you died, when you finally pieced together the last piece of the sword.

At that moment, you seemed to see Lin Ye's figure emerge from the Holy Sword, smiling at you just like he did back then.

You closed your eyes forever, and even in death, you held that cracked sword in your arms...

Your simulation has ended…

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Gilles de Rais, Simulation Ends

Joan of Arc's simulation is over, so Gilles's simulation is much simpler.

On May 15th of the third year: You arrived in Burgundy, which was now completely under your control. You searched everywhere for Joan of Arc, but unfortunately, you never found her.

May 20th of the third year: You hear that Great Britain has captured Joan of Arc, and you are anxious to return to Charles VII to ransom her.

May 30th of the third year: Great Britain sent word that because of your past killing of prisoners, they would not accept your ransom.

June 3rd of the third year: News arrived that Joan of Arc had been burned to death...

"No!!" Giles stared angrily at the simulated message. "It's all fake! It's all fake!"

Giles couldn't believe it—how could such a perfect woman have been burned to death!

At this moment, Giles's heart was filled with rage, and two options appeared before him.

Upon hearing the news of Joan of Arc's death, you decide:

Option 1: Regain your spirits and strive to become a great marshal so as not to disappoint Joan of Arc.

Option Two: Cheer up! What's the point of this world if Joan of Arc is gone!

"choose……"

Giles stared at the options before him, his eyes bloodshot, and muttered to himself.

"Heh... What kind of God is this? He can't even protect his own messenger. What use is a God like that!" Giles had originally thought that God was kind, that he had sent the perfect Joan of Arc to him, and that he had become a believer in God.

But what about now?

He took her away from him without any mercy!

"Since God is blind, then whatever I do, you won't punish me, will you?"

Looking at the two options before him, Giles immediately said to the system in his mind, "I choose option two!"

July of the third year: The Hundred Years' War came to a complete end, and Charles VII bestowed great rewards upon all the meritorious officials. You were granted the title of Earl, but your military power was completely revoked.

You offered no resistance; you simply returned silently to your own territory.

August of the third year: You moved into Tiforge Castle and began to devote yourself to the study of alchemy.

In the fourth year, a woman named François Preiratti gave you a sealed manual. When you opened it, you were shocked to discover that this magic required blood to guide it. So you secretly began to abduct children in your territory for research.

Fifth year: After killing 300 children, your magic finally reached its peak. However, your scheme was exposed. Charles VII sent two of his best knights with a large force to storm your castle. You fought back with your newfound magic, but unfortunately, you were no match for the knights and died from exhaustion of your magic.

Your simulation is now complete.

He died just like that? Seeing this, Giles wasn't angry at all; instead, he burst into laughter!

"Haha! Oh God! Are you angry too? Are you also angered by my behavior and punishing me!"

Indeed, in Giles's eyes, his tragic end was not because his deeds were exposed, but because God saw his blasphemy against him and sent down punishment.