Type-Moon Traveler's Enemy

Joan of Arc said matter-of-factly, "I cannot hear the Lord's voice. This means He has given up hope on this country. Therefore, I will destroy it. I will carry out the Lord's lament. I will root out all the seeds of evil. As long as the human race continues to reproduce, this hatred will not cease. I will transform France into a silent nation of the dead."

It was also for this reason that she summoned Martha. Martha, who had taken care of that person, had not conveyed the Lord's voice to her, which was enough to prove the correctness of her actions from another perspective.

Joan of Arc Alter said: "This is me, this is me who has faced death and grown, a new me... Joan of Arc's way of saving the country."

Seeing Joan of Arc trying to persuade her true self, Joan of Arc Alter sneered, "But you can't understand, can you? You've always put on a saintly front, and even people mocked you before your execution. Don't tell me you've forgotten the memory that made us all so angry."

At this point, recalling the memory of the gangster who wanted to take advantage of her and force her to submit, although she drove him away, she hated the guy who betrayed her. Jeanne Alter was strangely angry: "Always pretending not to see hatred and joy, the pure saint lady who has not grown in humanity at all cannot understand!"

Joan of Arc was ashamed: "Do you remember too..."

Romani couldn't help but interrupt at this point: "No, how can a Servant have the so-called growth of humanity? It should be called the improvement of the Heroic Spirit's spiritual power..."

Before he could finish, Jeanne Alter, displeased with his unauthorized intrusion into the conversation, glared at Romani's projection and said, "There's an annoying fly. If you keep bothering me like this, I'll kill you, okay?"

Sensing Jeanne Alter's malicious gaze, Romani panicked: "Wait... my control console is on fire?! Can that Servant curse someone just by glaring at them?!"

Romani started putting out the fire.

Jeanne looked at Jeanne Alter with a sad face: "Are you really 'me'?"

Jeanne Alter found it hard to accept this. Even now, things have turned out like this, and the person in front of her still doesn't want to admit it?

Jeanne Alter said: "...It's so speechless. I've shown you such a simple and understandable performance, and yet you still have such doubts? What an ugly justice. It's not that you can't understand, but you don't want to understand this anger."

Jeanne Alter looked at herself, still pure as a white lotus, a self who had not turned evil like herself, still wanting to protect this land and its people. She smiled at this, feeling absurd. "And yet, I understand. Seeing you now, I understand everything about myself as a Heroic Spirit."

As if trying to convince herself, Jeanne Alter began to deny her past: "You are neither the Judge nor Jeanne. You are just the scum I discarded."

Faced with such denial, Joan of Arc was surprised. Could she actually deny herself? Or was she not entirely herself? Even if she had turned evil, how could she possibly regret everything she had done? After all, it was her own choice. If she truly regretted it, she wouldn't have raised the banner in the first place.

Jeanne Alter continued, "Since you and I are the same being, with the same class, you should have some feelings, but those are of no value to you. You are nothing more than an undead spirit seeking to recreate history by repeating your mistakes."

Jeanne Alter opened her mouth to give the order to attack, but suddenly paused and said, "...Before I finish you off, I need to confirm one thing. You were the one who dealt with the missing archers and cavalry, right?"

Jeanne showed a puzzled expression: "Me? No, before I met you, I had never encountered any of your servants."

Upon hearing this, Mashu looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and whispered, "Could it be..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka also responded in a low voice: "Not sure."

"Really? Did you handle that?" Jeanne Alter looked at Ritsuka Fujimaru and the other three.

The other person also looked like Jeanne d'Arc. Fujimaru Ritsuka said carefully, "You misunderstood, Miss Jeanne d'Arc. This is the first time we've met you."

When saying this, Fujimaru Ritsuka had a lot of guesses in her mind, but because she had not found any clues about someone, she could only put this guess aside for the time being.

Seeing this, Jeanne Alter said disappointedly, "Then it looks like you're useless. Berserker Lancers, Berserker Shadowers, Berserker Swordsmen, take care of them! Especially that village girl! You're getting tired of dealing with random soldiers all the time, aren't you?"

"Enjoy your joy this time. They are powerful. Among the Servants I summon, you are the monsters that thirst for blood. Destroying the heroes is the meaning of your existence. Kill to your heart's content."

The berserker Vlad III smiled with satisfaction. "Very good, then the blood will be mine."

The Mad Dark One Camilla said with a smile, "That won't do, Your Majesty. I also want her flesh, her blood, and her internal organs."

The two servants who were more inclined to the monster legend when they went berserk began to discuss how to divide Jeanne d'Arc. The lily-like swordsman Dion showed a helpless expression.

Medusa said to Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others, "It seems that Jeanne on the opposite side is not planning to attack herself, so the situation is not bad. We can't lose with four against three."

"Is it true that Jeanne won't take action? And that evil dragon..." Mash's gaze fell on Fafnir. The evil dragon, which is much larger than a wyvern, will not be weaker in combat than a servant.

The berserk servants on the other side also decided from their own debate how to divide Jeanne d'Arc, and the three servants all started to move towards them, holding their weapons.

Faced with such blatant words, even Jeanne couldn't help but feel uncomfortable: "Woo..."

Mashu shouted, "Master!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka said, "I have no choice but to go!"

"Yes!" Mashu and the other three Heroic Spirits immediately took up their positions. "Miss Jeanne! Please be careful, the enemy is coming!"

Facing the gazes of those berserk Servants who treated her not as human beings but as prey waiting to be slaughtered, Jeanne also took a fighting stance: "I... I know!"

The two sides immediately engaged in battle. The three orthodox Heroic Spirits immediately fought with the berserk servants on the opposite side. Mash did not dare to be careless and blocked the opponent's attack. She also soon found that Dion was very strong, but his sword could not pierce her shield. As long as she could not find a flaw, she could block him steadily.

Mo Li, who was observing secretly, wanted to complain about the fact that no one wanted to attack Fujimaru Ritsuka. In a real Holy Grail War, it would be normal for the Master to be attacked when Fujimaru Ritsuka was hiding aside with no one protecting him.

But Fafnir and Jeanne Alter remained motionless.