She tilted her head and looked at the big head of the white dragon next to her. She didn't know if the white dragon could understand her - or perhaps it was better if it couldn't understand.

"Even if I possess all the memories of that village girl named Jeanne d'Arc."

"Even knowing all her thoughts and feelings."

"But I know I'm not her."

"That woman... she never felt any anger or despair, and she never cursed this country or the people who lived on this land."

"Even before her death, she was still confessing for the people living on this land, hoping that the gods would forgive their sins."

“—That’s ridiculous.”

Black Jeanne raised the corner of her mouth.

There was a mocking smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes.

She couldn't even hate the woman.

Because she knew clearly that she was just the shadow of the woman - the shadow formed on the ground after the sun shone on the woman's body.

She can't even be called a "fake".

"The source of my birth is anger... My anger will destroy the world, and ultimately, myself."

This seemingly carefree and gullible woman actually understands her true situation better than anyone else.

Regardless of whether her "revenge" plan can be successfully implemented, she, born from anger, will eventually perish.

……

Shirataki looked at the girl in front of him.

This was the first time he heard a girl pour out her heart to him like this.

It should be said that it is thanks to the different species... If he transformed into a human form, this tsundere dragon witch would definitely not say these words to him, right?

Thinking of this, Shirataki felt a little guilty at first - but then he became serious.

Because he suddenly realized that his understanding of the Black Jeanne in front of him seemed to have made a serious mistake:

Before this, he, Martha, and Altria had all fought against her with the mindset of "She must be redeemed."

This is also human nature.

No matter who you are, after hearing about Joan of Arc's experience, the first emotion you'll have towards her is definitely pity and resentment. People hope that such an outstanding girl can get a happy ending - not be burned to death in a fire, and certainly not be transformed into a vengeful witch after being burned to death in a fire.

But now, after listening to Black Jeanne's "heartfelt words", Shirataki suddenly realized that they had made a serious mistake:

Black Joan of Arc is not Joan of Arc at all.

She didn't need or want redemption.

(Oh my god) Before this, she was indeed the "shadow" of Joan of Arc, existing in the heart of someone with ulterior motives... But when that person summoned her here with the power of the Holy Grail, she became a real human.

To be precise, it is a real "life".

Since it is life, no matter what the power contained in its roots is, one thing is certain:

"The joy of life."

Since it is life, it is destined to sing the praises of the joy of life and reject the coming of death.

This is especially true for Black Joan of Arc.

Because she knew that her ending was destined to be destruction - it was nothing more than her dying alone, or letting this era perish with her.

"So, what she really needs right now...isn't the so-called redemption at all."

"But live like a real human being!".

Chapter 84: Saving the world? That has nothing to do with us!

That was a wish that the witch herself didn't even realize.

Not as someone’s shadow, nor as someone’s “saint in mind”.

Instead, she wanted to live her life seriously in this world as herself - [Joan of Arc Alter], a unique existence.

This is actually a very simple wish.

In this world, every life has the right to survive, even the witch born from anger and curse is no exception.

But this is a wish that is quite difficult to achieve.

Let’s not even talk about whether this country that is about to be destroyed can still provide a living space for ordinary people... Just looking at Black Jeanne d'Arc as a person, she actually has no ability to live alone in this world.

She is actually a baby.

Although she inherited all the memories of the [Saint of Orleans]...all in all, it has only been a little over a month since she came into this world.

Essentially, she is a completely new person, except that this person was born an adult, has some memories of other people, and a rage that even she cannot suppress.

"It seems a bit difficult!"

870 wants this Black Jeanne d'Arc to live as a truly independent "person" for once - this is undoubtedly a rather difficult problem.

But Shirataki was a little excited.

He loved the challenge of such a difficulty—and he had figured out how to do it.

“People are not independent entities…If you want to live in this world as a real person, you can’t avoid interacting with other people.”

"Of course, having Black Jeanne interact with real humans is really difficult for both of them."

"However... thanks to the Holy Grail War, it seems that two [Monsters] have been summoned into this world. They should have something in common with Black Jeanne."

Shirataki looked towards the east.

There, two "Dragon" Heroic Spirits, equally unacceptable to this world but summoned only because it had been destroyed, were arguing as they walked together.

Well, it’s decided to be them!

After determining the opponent's approximate position, Shirataki directly picked up Black Jeanne's armor with his claws and flew her high into the sky.

"Hey, where are you taking me?!"

……

Shirataki grabbed Black Jeanne and flew straight to the east.

They flew over the village and saw the burned wheat fields; they flew over the city and saw the ruins of the buildings; they flew through a dense forest and saw the dead wandering in it.

Finally, they came to a valley.

Before they landed, they saw two small figures standing on either side of the stream.

And the noise was dozens, no, hundreds of times louder than their body size!

"You damned Eastern redneck squirrel!"

"Hmph, you stinking western frilled lizard!"

"Japanese Golden Snake!"

"Mexican poisonous lizard!"

"A pit viper!"

"Grass lizard!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The two little guys, neither willing to give in to the other, were like two cats with their fur standing on end. Each guarded their own territory and cursed at the "enemy".

"Is it a Heroic Spirit?"

Black Joan of Arc in the sky immediately realized that the two little girls should be Heroic Spirits - but they were not the Heroic Spirits summoned by her.

Rather, it was a heroic spirit summoned by this land specifically to deal with her.

"It's the enemy!"

Black Jeanne d'Arc was surprised and was about to say something.

Unexpectedly, Bai Long's claws suddenly loosened, and he threw her straight down from a height of nearly 100 meters.

“Putain!!!”

This is an extremely vulgar word in French, even among the lowest level of swear words.

But it's normal.

——This French country girl who can’t even recognize words only knows such low-level words!

……

Black Joan of Arc fell from the sky.

A hundred meters is not too high for a heroic spirit, and there is a stream below as a buffer - this fall will definitely not kill her.

But this way of debut is also "earth-shattering" enough.

"Puff-"

Black Joan of Arc, who fell into the stream in a free fall, directly stirred up a large number of waves. White water splashes flew all over the sky, dumbfounding the two little girls who were standing on the shore and bickering with each other.

"who?"

"Don't be silly, it's the enemy!"

The Eastern Snake Girl Lolita with green hair is obviously more vigilant than the Western Dragon Girl Lolita with dark pink hair.

They have already sensed the aura of destruction from Black Jeanne - an aura that would cause physical discomfort to heroes whose goal is to "save the world," and they would automatically identify her as an enemy.

But, well, then again—

"She's going to destroy the world, right?"

"Hmm...it seems so."

"But what does that have to do with us? Do you want to protect this world?"

"Hmm...it seems I don't have such a wish."

"Well, if that's the case, then it seems she's not an enemy anymore."

The two little guys, who were already standing side by side, looked at the black witch with a slightly confused look, even though she was soaked all over but still pretended to be proud.

——Who can tell them what she is so proud of?

……

The two strange lolis looked at Black Jeanne with curiosity.

Of course, their vigilance did not drop. If Black Jeanne attacked them, they would immediately launch a counterattack.

But now Black Joan of Arc was obviously a little cautious and did not choose to take action directly.

— What a joke! She wasn't some brainless hero. How could she possibly take the initiative to fight a one-on-two battle where she was clearly at a disadvantage?

"So, what exactly does that white dragon mean?"

"I've been so kind to it, why would it hurt me?!"

At this moment, Black Jeanne was very angry.

Betrayal, this is naked betrayal! She swore that if she could return alive, she would definitely give that ungrateful white dragon to...

"Ow—"

Suddenly, a cheerful dragon roar sounded.

A white dragon, holding a giant object in its mouth, descended from the sky and landed between Black Jeanne and the two monster lolis, looking very pleased with itself.

——It was a big white fish.

A big fish, nearly one meter long, was still struggling frantically.

"Wow--"

"Look at this white dragon, it can catch such a big fish so easily!"

"As a fellow dragon, you can't even catch a palm-sized fish—aren't you ashamed?"

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