Abnormal Moon

It's the Master...

Joan of Arc understood.

Her dark appearance was the result of being distorted by Jiemon's intense resentment.

The resentment that had been clinging to her was now dissipating, and she was gradually returning to her original form, which meant that Master Jiemon... was dead.

"King of Heroes, I truly do not wish to be your enemy."

Roy ignored Joan of Arc's warning and looked back at Gilgamesh, meeting his cold gaze.

"But on Lancer—when it comes to her, I will absolutely not back down!"

"Roy..."

Joan of Arc looked at Roy with a complex expression she hadn't expected, and for a moment she was even lost in thought.

The softest part of her heart seemed to be touched, causing ripples and making her heart flutter.

Seeing his eyes, which, though helpless, were still determined to step forward and stop her, Joan of Arc's expression became very complicated.

Although she had never experienced it, she was not stupid.

Seeing this scene, seeing Roy's resolute expression, she understood Roy's thoughts and what he wanted from her.

"Hmph, not a bad expression."

Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes slightly.

The dangerous aura surrounding him lessened slightly.

But it was only a tiny bit.

"You brat named Roy, I see a faint resemblance to an old friend in you all... However, your offense against me is unforgivable, so I will give you a chance!"

Gilgamesh snapped his fingers.

Just hear a snap.

In an instant, the sky above the entire ruins lit up, shining as brightly as day.

Roy looked up and was then stunned.

In the sky, countless golden ripples combined and arranged themselves to form countless swirling ripples, illuminating the world before one's eyes and giving one the illusion of being in the very center of a storm.

That quantity—

"A thousand? Or... ten thousand?"

Roy felt his voice trembling.

Damn it, why is this gold pickup truck so serious?!

Demon King Souji was on high alert. Seeing that she couldn't defeat Gilgamesh in a short time, she quickly retreated to Roy's side.

"Hahahaha! This is what I look like when I get serious!"

Gilgamesh seemed amused by their reaction and burst into a hearty laugh.

"One volley! I will only use one volley as punishment for your offense. This is already showing leniency. If you survive, I will forgive you this time. If you die here, it will prove that your capacity is nothing special! Come, prepare to welcome the banquet I have prepared for you! Hahahahahahaha!!"

The words fell.

"Buzz!"

Thousands of golden ripples in the sky then simultaneously emitted a buzzing sound.

In an instant, a brilliant golden light shone, enveloping the entire city of Fuyuki. Countless people were drawn to what was happening there and were shocked by the violent fluctuations of power.

In a daze, countless golden raindrops fell from the sky.

Demon King Souji gritted his teeth.

But she was powerless to do anything about it.

No one could do anything about it.

"Do not move!"

Just then, Joan of Arc's voice suddenly came.

She appeared before the two of them in a completely different form, wearing a silver-white armor over her blue-purple nun's habit. Her figure resembled a saintly maiden who roamed the battlefield more than a vengeful spirit that had crawled up from hell.

"Lord, I beg you, grant me the strength to protect those who are important to me!"

"—Luminosite Eternelle (My Lord is here)!"

A sacred light, like that of an angel, emanated from the iris banner she was waving.

The radiance spread out, transforming into God's protection and blessing, forming a transparent protective layer within a ten-meter radius, as if turning this place into another world, blocking all attacks from outside the realm.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!"

Countless golden raindrops fell from the sky, crashing into the timely deployed defensive barrier, producing a series of metallic clanging sounds. The continuous impacts were so intense that they caused eardrums to ache and even made the cerebral cortex tremble violently.

The impact sound, like the aftershocks of an earthquake, lingered for an unknown period of time.

For those inside the barrier, every second felt like an eternity.

"Hmph, did you manage to regain your former form at the last minute?"

Gilgamesh stood alone at a distance, gazing at the defensive barrier that remained unbreakable despite the rain of countless Noble Phantasms, a hint of emotion appearing on his face.

"They even have the luck to do it all. All that's left before they embark on that path is to get caught up in the vortex of struggle. Hmph, isn't it interesting that someone with that kind of quality can be born in this godforsaken world? Hahahaha!"

Amidst a burst of joyful laughter, Gilgamesh turned and left.

He kept his word; he promised only one round of gunfire as punishment, and he would never add anything more.

Ten years ago, the Greater Grail successfully killed 90% of humanity on Earth.

This turn of events exceeded his expectations. Even Roy could guess that the Counter Force might be on strike, so Gilgamesh certainly couldn't have been unaware of it.

So he took it a little more seriously.

Specifically, it involved using the power of omniscience slightly.

But this world seems to hold many secrets, and many things are as unclear as looking at flowers in a dream. Even with his omniscient power, he still cannot see through the whole picture of this world, so he is very interested in it.

However, although he couldn't see many things clearly, he didn't come away empty-handed.

That was the android boy named Roy.

He is probably the center of this world.

That is, the chosen protagonist.

The second magician, that old man, often did this.

However, Roy is different from the other chosen protagonists.

The protagonist, Roy, likely carries a tremendous mission and secret.

"The malice that arises from humanity will eventually devour humanity itself..."

I can't take it anymore! My drafts are about to be completely drained!

Chapter 106 The Second Agreement

After an unknown amount of time, the rain of light finally stopped.

The constantly vibrating brain emitted mournful cries, and the chaotic mind gradually regained its rationality.

It was less than a minute, but it felt like an eternity in that short instant.

The golden light disappeared from the sky.

A large, hazy fog rippled around the barrier, the dense dust making it seem as if one were in a sandstorm, with visibility virtually zero.

Within the boundary.

Roy stood there unharmed.

The Demon God General stood guard in front of him, yet there wasn't a single shallow wound, not even a small cut from a knife.

And in front of the two of them.

Joan of Arc held up the iris banner, yet her entire body radiated a faint golden light. Countless particles peeled away from her body, making her figure appear transparent like an illusion.

"Looks like we've successfully blocked it..."

Joan of Arc finally breathed a sigh of relief when she could no longer feel any impact.

She looked back and gave the two of them a very forced smile.

Immediately afterwards, she staggered and fell backward.

Roy stepped forward and caught her body, which was as light as a feather. Feeling her weight, his eyes instantly turned serious. He then gently put her down and held her in his arms.

"...Sign a contract with me, and I will supply you with magic power."

Jeanne shook her head.

Leaning against Roy's chest, looking at the deep, unspoken expression on his face, she smiled with regret, a smile so weak it seemed it might vanish at any moment.