Type-Moon Traveler's Enemy

Dion asked from the side: "So how many times do we have to keep trying?"

Jeanne Alter said: "We will continue to test the man until he is willing to come out. We need to continue to destroy France. We will destroy France in the morning and gather in the afternoon. We will surprise them when we have the chance. If there are any lone servants, it will be even better."

"It's unlikely they'll give that opportunity," Dion said.

"...That's right, after all, the person opposite me is my former self." Jeanne Alter gritted her teeth in anger when she thought of herself who was still as holy as a white lotus.

What was wrong with destroying France, the country that had betrayed them? What was there left to cherish about this land? She had once stood up for them and raised the flag, only to be betrayed. This had already broken her heart. What reason was there for her to continue protecting this pathetic and ridiculous land?

Now, due to the appearance of Mo Li, the monster army that should have filled the entire French land has been greatly reduced. Joan of Arc Alter had no choice but to send Gil out to collect more warriors.

The palace was silent for a long time before Joan of Arc Alter asked Dion, "Dion, you've been on two consecutive expeditions with me. Who do you think is the real Joan of Arc, me or her?"

The thought that her past self actually questioned herself and that she was actually shaken made Jeanne Alter quite confused, and she also vaguely felt that something was wrong with her.

Dion said, "As an outsider, I don't know the details of this, but based on the information we've received from the French people, your memory is correct. You were burned at the stake and betrayed. Although the main traitors have been killed, many former traitors still exist, which completely matches your memory."

"Those already weak French leaders refused to pay the indemnity and sent no troops or men to rescue you. At the end of the war, they were so weak that they, having turned the tide and gained a significant advantage, attempted to negotiate with the enemy. And when Norse betrayed you, they completely lost their temper. It's ridiculous, but that's what happened in this land."

Dion concluded, "Judging solely from the memories you've shared with us, I can only conclude that you are the true Joan of Arc."

"Is that so..." Jeanne Alter responded and fell silent.

"After all, I have nothing left. After their betrayal, after I was burned at the stake, all I have left is a burning hatred for them."

Joan of Arc Alter gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "My soldiers deserted me, my desperate people fled, the king betrayed me, and the bishop sentenced me to death in the name of God. In other words, I was wrong, wrong from the very beginning. It wasn't the one I believed in who was wrong, but the country that allowed me to exist. In this case, I must correct this mistake. The Joan of Arc of the past was wrong."

"I must correct this mistake. Joan of Arc was wrong. How can I not obey their decision and let everything go to waste? My act of saving the country itself was a fatal mistake. That traitor, Knowles, could easily betray me and France. Knowles may not have the support of a French figure, but he certainly wasn't the only one who betrayed me."

At the end of her speech, Jeanne Alter showed a creepy smile. The more she thought about the betrayal and the scene before her death, the more intense her anger became.

Seeing this, Dion advised, "Joan of Arc, don't be so obsessed with it. You suffered betrayal, and your revenge is right, but what about those old people and children who were powerless to do anything about what happened? Are they also traitors? Are they also the culprits who caused your death? Those people you saved, who raised the flag for France and the people of this land, do you really think they are also traitors and so-called mistakes? And are those newborn babies also guilty..."

"..." Joan of Arc Alter's face turned ugly after hearing what she said, but she did not rush to deny it. Instead, she further deepened her self-examination.

If the elderly have motivation, what about children? Do all children have motivation? Even if they do, what about babies? Babies haven't even grown up yet. They probably don't even know what motivation is, let alone ability.

"Humph, is the former saint who saved the nation really going to become a witch who kills people without mercy and even spares babies?" The elderly Li Shuwen, who was listening on the side, also spoke.

"That's ridiculous. Your existence allows so many French people to continue to settle down, build families, and have children. But you're turning around and killing those people who were able to survive thanks to your protection. Do you even want to kill the babies who were successfully born into this world because of you? Their existence should be proof of your achievements, right? Those children who were saved because of you should be grateful to you, right?"

In order to ensure Li Shuwen's combat effectiveness, and only to deal with Mo Li, Jeanne Alter did not add any additional berserk spells to him, ensuring that he had the highest level of rationality to face that powerful enemy.

So now Li Shuwen finally understood the situation. Although he did not participate in the initial process of the berserk servants destroying the city and killing every French citizen, this did not prevent him from hearing the terrifying past from the conversation.

Li Shuwen's words, combined with Dion's, were quite heartbreaking.

"Yeah...that's how it should be." Jeanne Alter was deeply confused.

Jeanne Alter hesitated for a moment before dropping the subject. "Forget it. There's not much point in discussing this now. In the end, when I'm determined to determine the winner against my former self, the answer will naturally become clear. Get ready. We won't continue the attack today."

Jeanne Alter stopped talking with the two servants and went to the window to look at the night sky outside, frowning from time to time, as if she was thinking about something that was difficult for her to judge.

Dion asked Li Shuwen, "Master Li, are you capable of facing your compatriot? The man who wields the Fang Tian Hua Ji?"

Li Shuwen was silent for a moment before he spoke, "Honestly, I'm not sure right now. You haven't gotten any specific information about him, and he seems to be deliberately avoiding direct combat with you. The only information we have is that he can completely suppress Jeanne d'Arc and has the ability to quickly slaughter legions of monsters. You haven't even gotten his strongest power, but we can only know after a fight."

"Do we need to fight to find out?" Dion was not surprised.