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What did Jeanne want to do? She said she wanted to turn into ashes here together with Gil and the sea demon in front of her. Audiences from all over the world watched this scene in confusion.

"That's the Sword of Saint Catherine...!? What exactly are you planning to do?"

The magic power reaction increased. This was... Gildre thought of a terrible possibility, "Noble Phantasm!? A Noble Phantasm that burned to ashes. Could it be -"

He stretched out his hand in front of Joan of Arc with all his strength and shouted at the top of his lungs: "No, Joan of Arc, stop it quickly——!——!——You must not do this——!——!——"

But his hand was still a beat late, and he still couldn't stop Joan from firmly unfolding her second Noble Phantasm.

Saint Joan of Arc closed her eyes and held the sharp sword blade with both hands. The blood of the saint was flowing on the sword, stained with the blood of the saint and chanting the mantra.

The next moment, the sword turned golden yellow, like a beam of light, like the Holy Sword of the Stars.

Golden yellow star points spread around her body, and there were circles of golden yellow light ripples.

The light of hope fell on her white, blood-stained cheeks.

“The heavens are the glory of the Lord, and the sky is the great Lord of the Lord.

Day conveys words, night conveys knowledge.

My heart heats up within me, burning with longing.

This is where I will end, where I will sacrifice my destiny, and where I will sacrifice the illusion of my life. "

Between heaven and earth, there is only the voice of Saint Joan of Arc praying to the Lord. Those firm, without any confusion, gentle and powerful words echo in the ears of everyone and audiences from all over the world.

The light of hope shines on the sacred face of the Saint. At this moment, the species on countless planets with intelligent races stare blankly at the holy, white and dirty, longed-for Saint Joan of Arc.

Even across the differences between knowledge, culture, belief and race.

But this cannot prevent these intelligent life entities with intelligence from understanding what Joan of Arc wants to do now.

Her desire to save her friends, save France, and save everything transcends races.

As long as they are intelligent creatures, they will protect their own kind.

"Use the only thing left to protect this land."

Burning red flames bloomed around Jeanne, ripples on the body of the sea demon, and wherever the red lotus fire touched, everything was annihilated.

"Lord, I entrust this body to you..." Saint Joan of Arc raised her head, the sword of Saint Catherine held in both hands turned bright red, and the shining red lotus of fire bloomed and became extremely huge. .

Look at it from a distance.

The place where Jeanne d'Arc was above the body of the sea demon turned into a beautiful blooming red lotus, and the deadly red lotus fire burned everything and swallowed everything together with the body of Jeanne d'Arc.

The demon's body bloomed with a dazzling red lotus flower, and the red flames that kept burning the demon and the saint made people cry.

The armor on Joan of Arc's body slowly dissipated, and she endured endless pain, but this was different from the feeling when she died at the stake. This time, she was willing to burn her body to protect others.

Therefore, she did not even frown, and the pain that hit her body could not shake her strong body.

As long as it's to protect the homeland she loves so much.

She is willing to burn everything she has again and again, and is willing to sacrifice her life for the motherland again and again.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the looming figure in the endless red lotus fire with pain and unwillingness.

"Ahhhh——!——!——! I can't accept it, I can't accept it!! Noble Phantasm! It should be the pride of heroic spirits."

Gildre's body quickly dissipated under the red lotus fire, and his legs had completely disappeared, but he still desperately grabbed at the place in front of him where the red flames kept erupting.

"Her Noble Phantasm turned into... flames that burned her to death! God, how long are you going to insult her before you stop!"

Suddenly, Gildray froze, staring at the smile on Joan of Arc's lips in the flames, "Are you smiling...? In the flames...why... .?"

"Because I don't think there is any pain in this red lotus fire. Hmm..." Jeanne looked at Gildre with a smile, feeling the burning sensation coming from her body, "Well..." It's just a little too hot. I was impressed by this [splendid karma fire] before I was alive."

"I can't understand...why do you have such thoughts?"

"Because I always believe...the blazing fire, the skin is scorched and the flesh is rotten, and the heat is biting. I still pray, knowing the last moment.

That day, when I heard our Lord sighing in the church, I knew the outcome.

But I still choose not to look away. I will never forget the lament for the lives lost in that war. "

Even when facing the English who were ravaging the motherland, she would still pray for the English soldiers who had passed away or were about to pass away.

"It is with this belief that I gallop on the battlefield. I regard innocent people of other countries as enemies. Although I am called a saint, I am still allowed to kill people.

I always firmly believe that this sinful behavior will lead us to the right path. "

"Then you die in the trap of a villain and are burned to death as a witch! I can't accept this kind of thing, I can't accept it. Jeanne d'Arc...!"

Instead of tears of blood, crystal clear tears welled up in Gildray's eyes. Tears welled up in his dry eyes again because he could not save Jeanne.

"There must be something wrong with this! Why don't you get any good rewards!

Why do you think you deserve it! ? "

This resolute man burst into tears in front of his old friend Jeanne d'Arc. This was something that this man absolutely could not accept, even if Jeanne d'Arc said it, he could not accept it.

"No...Gil, you are wrong to think so. No matter what the outcome is, the lives I saved have all survived. So, the path I chose is not wrong."

Holy Light Joan of Arc walked towards Gildre holding the Sword of Saint Catherine that kept releasing the red lotus fire. She spoke firmly and shouted loudly:

"Because this road is not a dead end! This country is not over yet!

After I pass away, I will have to make more sacrifices and encounter greater tragedies.You also have to go on, go on!Until the time comes for those kids! ! "

Joan of Arc never regretted her life, nor did she regret taking this path. It was precisely because of her sacrifices that the flowers that bloomed in France in later generations, those French mathematicians, artists, musicians, and revolutionaries who shocked the world .

"So that's good. Even if you can't be forgiven, my ending will still be tragic..." Joan of Arc looked at Gildre with a bright smile on her face, and the red firelight shone on her face.

The two of them now seem to be in St. Catherine's Church. She is still the same Joan of Arc standing under the dazzling light, and he is still the French Marshal Gildray who is following the saint.

"Even if the sins I committed cannot be forgiven. We still remember the glory that cannot be tarnished."

"Thank you, my friend. Gilles de Rey. Well, let's go back! Back to the original era -!"

There was a holy smile on Joan of Arc's face. She saw her old friend Jill's face regaining her composure and returning to her original appearance. She was truly happy for Jill.

The path everyone opened for her was not in vain, she did it, she destroyed the sea devil and destroyed the evil Gildre Caster.

Now only half of Guildre's body is left floating in the air. The marshal who followed Joan of Arc to protect France is back.

But her spiritual base has been completely shattered, and she is about to dissipate into the singularity. However, she will not be lonely with her old friends accompanying her on the way back to the Throne of Heroes.

The pillar of red lotus fire that shot straight into the sky slowly dissipated, Fujimaru Ritsuka, and Mashu wanted to rush over to save Miss Jeanne d'Arc despite the obstruction of the heroic spirits.

The pillar of fire dissipated, and Fujimaru Ritsuka did not sense any magic reaction, and could only gaze sadly at the dissipated pillar of light in front of him.

Suddenly, a girl appeared in the pillar of fire that was about to dissipate in the air. She was wearing a simple and elegant monochrome skirt, with her blond hair flowing behind her, and no magic power was reflected on her body.

"How could it be... I have obviously used the Noble Phantasm." Joan looked around blankly, looking at her unscathed body. The price of using the second Noble Phantasm was that Joan was destined to disappear, but how could it be... ....didn’t disappear?

"Ah...I finally did it..."

The man was relieved, and his voice sounded thankfully beside Jeanne.

The next moment, Joan of Arc turned her head with trembling eyes and looked at Gildre, who was holding her right hand and had a happy smile on his face. Was it...Gildre saved me?

"I used the Holy Grail..." Gildre now only had one-third of his upper body left, "restored your spiritual base to the state before using the Noble Phantasm.

Well...I lost.Joan of Arc, I'm going to hell again.But I don’t regret it, because I finally took you...from that flame——"

With a bang, Gildre disappeared in front of Jeanne. He no longer had any wishes for the Holy Grail.

He really didn't expect that here he would be able to realize his long-cherished wish that he had wanted to fulfill for hundreds of years.

"Jill——!! Wait——a moment..." Tears flowed from Joan of Arc's eyes, but these were tears of joy and happiness. Looking at her old friend disappearing in front of her, she felt sincerely that Jill could complete herself. Happy with the wish, "Thank you....."

The Red Lotus Fire Pillar dissipated, and the Holy Grail had used up all its magical power and completely disappeared into the singularity.

The next moment, the sky was clear and golden rays of light fell from the blue sky. It was finally over.

The saint redeemed Gil, Gil saved the saint, Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mashu and the heroic spirits solved the singularity. This was really a touching and exciting adventure.

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fate, zero timeline.

"Ah... Jeanne d'Arc, Jeanne d'Arc... Why is this kind of thing your precious phantom! Why! I hate this damn world. I want you, who died unjustly, to come out to protect such a world, to protect it. Damn the world abandoned by the gods!”

Gil de Rey grabbed his hair with both hands, and roared with a ferocious expression. He kept banging his head against the nearby stone pillar, roaring as he hit it.

The next moment, after seeing Jeanne d'Arc saved by her future self, Gilles de Rey's face was filled with tears just like her future self, and she stretched out her hand to grab the picture.

"Ah...ah...ahhhh——! I actually saved you in the future and saved you from that hateful fire!! God, I don't need your power, in the future I will realize my wish."

Gil de Rey held the human skin magic and looked at the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City where he was. He looked at the murderous people around him and the loss of humanity. He was still smiling to himself and congratulated himself on Ryuunosuke Usei. .

He lowered his head and recalled the events in St. Catherine's Cathedral between himself and Joan of Arc, the past scenes.

"Yes...the only reason Joan of Arc used this Noble Phantasm that made me resentful was to save me from the quagmire of hatred and hatred.

Although I don't see it here now, I will never let you down... the smile you show me.

I have no regrets, there is nothing left that I need the Holy Grail to achieve..."

"Master...! Congratulations, you saved Jeanne d'Arc in the future, you are so handsome...Pfft...it hurts, it hurts...Master——?" "

"I'm sorry, my master. Although you and I get along very well, I am now under the banner of Joan of Arc...Marshal Gilles de Rey of France."

Gilles de Rey Caster waved his thick arms and punched Uyu Ryunosuke's face one after another. Blood splattered everywhere, red and white, on the floor, and Uyu Ryunosuke's head The melon is like a crushed Coke can.

He was going to the castle to find the girl who looked exactly like Joan of Arc to apologize.

He was ready to leave Fuyuki City. This magic ritual no longer meant anything to him.

A few days later, all the masters knew that Saber had eliminated Caster and received a reward from the Holy Church.

a few days ago.

Einzbern Castle.

Arturia Pendragon was wearing silver-white armor and holding the Sword of Victory that exuded golden light. She was looking at Gil de Rey Caster who was kneeling on one knee and confessing to himself.

"France...former marshal, Gilles de Re, under Joan of Arc. I will not forgive you for what you did to those children, and I will not forgive you for the sins you committed.

I don't understand how you feel standing here.

When you go to hell, keep repenting to those innocent people who died at your hands.

After this sword blow, the grudge between you and me is settled! "

She did not use the Wind King Barrier to hide the true form of the Sword of Victory in her hand. Perhaps she did this out of respect for the man in the future who would save the saint.

No, this may be a tribute to Jeanne d'Arc, Gilles de Rey, who used the fire of the red lotus to purify the sea demon!

boom--!

The golden beam of light engulfed Gilles de Rey's body.

Servant Caster retired from the Fourth Holy Grail War.

Irisviel, Emiya Kiritsugu stared at the light beam outside the castle that shot straight into the sky. There was nothing hidden, no mysterious sight of the beam of light.

"I didn't expect...Caster would come here to find Saber. His master...has been killed by him? Is this true, Kiritsugu?"

She was not very willing to believe that this cruel man would really come to apologize to Saber so willingly.

"Maybe, at least Caster has indeed retired. Joan of Arc... If there were more kind-hearted people like you, Ritsuka Fujimaru, and Mashu in the world... the world would be No one needs to save him," Emiya Kiritsugu said.

"Wow——! Wow——! So awesome, so awesome! Big brother really succeeded in the challenge!"

Illya happily waved the Moon Rabbit lantern in her hand, spinning it in circles in the room, and her sweet laughter like silver bells echoed in the room.

"The first singular point, officially broken through——! Yeah——!————!

In the future, will I also have the opportunity to take adventures with my big brother?

I’m really looking forward to it, I also want to go on an adventure with the heroic spirits and the handsome big brother, the cute Mash! ——! "

She clung to Irisviel and Emiya Kiritsugu and kept saying coquettishly: "I want to go to Chaldea, I want to go to Chaldea, take me there, take me there!"

Seek the world of encounters in dungeons.

Tower of Babylon.

Freya was lying wet in the bathtub, her body was bumpy and graceful, her graceful body and snow-white and rosy skin could give people double happiness.

She raised her smooth and slender arms and stretched out her hand to Jeanne in the screen, "I really want you to be my partner, Jeanne, Jeanne, Jeanne.