The Nuclear Sword Fairy from a certain cartoon

Joan of Arc knew that her real enemy was not the Saber in front of her, but the red-haired man next to her, so naturally she could not activate this most powerful Noble Phantasm.

"In that case..." Jeanne murmured, then put down the gun in her hand, and raised her right hand under Saber's confused gaze.

The scarlet command spell appeared on the back of the white hand.

"I order it with a command spell, Saber is not allowed to attack me!"

"What————!?" Saber suddenly exclaimed when she heard Jeanne's order.

Each Command Spell has a huge amount of magic power, and using the power of the Command Spell will have strong power over the Servant.

Saber found that once she wanted to attack Jeanne, her body would seem to be imprisoned by some kind of force, making it difficult to move.

"Now, I can finally concentrate on the 'judgment', Orihara Shirou!"

The blond girl with braided hair cast her piercing gaze in Shirou's direction.

"Ruler!" At this time, another voice suddenly came.

A girl wearing a black dress appeared behind Jeanne d'Arc, her long silver hair exuding bright fluorescence under the moonlight.

"Karen?" Shirou recognized the girl immediately when he saw her.

"Um...I'm sorry, Mr. Orihara...I am Ruler's Master..."

Kallen had a somewhat embarrassed expression on her face.

"I see, Ruler showed up in this way."

Shirou suddenly understood.

Shirou remembered that when Joan of Arc appeared as Ruler in "Fate/Apocrypha", she was not summoned, but a girl who looked very similar to her was selected to appear in the world by possessing her.

Judging from the current timeline, the girl may not even be born yet.

Naturally, it is impossible for Joan of Arc to find a similar existence again.

Don't think that there are billions of people in the world, and there are many people who are almost identical. In fact, it is incredible that a girl with such unique appearance and body like Joan of Arc can have a similar one.

"Master, don't get close, otherwise you will be affected!"

Jeanne interrupted the conversation between Kallen and Shirou. The holy spear in her hand glowed slightly, and the permanent treasure "Luminosite Eternelle" was in effect. Her EX level Transforms magic into a defense that can withstand physical attacks.

"Although it is unintentional, I feel that I am confident because I have privileges. This attitude is a bit unpleasant."

Shirou frowned slightly, his tone somewhat displeased.

As if to reflect his mood, dark clouds gathered in the sky at this moment, and thick lightning flashed continuously among the dark clouds.

"Really, we can't let a more powerful opponent come..."

Listening to Shirou's somewhat resentful words, Jeanne felt a sense of humiliation of being underestimated, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth.

"Stop talking nonsense, defeat me first and then talk!"

In an instant, thunder and lightning roared, and a golden thunder suddenly descended!

Joan of Arc quickly grasped the precious phantom "My Lord is Here (Luminosite Eternelle)".

Lightning covered her body, making her braided blond hair look like a kitten with fried hair.

However, it did not cause much damage. The lightning turned into electric snakes that spread in the air and quickly dissipated.

"With the level of output of "Ten Thousand Thunderbolts", isn't it not enough..."

Shirou narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Jeanne who was resisting silently.

"Although it's not injured, you still feel numbness and pain?"

Then, dozens of thunderbolts descended one after another!

Boom boom boom! ! !

Even Joan of Arc couldn't help but feel horrified by this.

Her "anti-magic" is very strong, so she can avoid any damage from 'magic' or even 'big magic', except for Thunder's words.

But she was a little shocked by the power of someone who could easily change the weather and control wind, rain, thunder and lightning. This power of controlling the realm of gods at will.

"It's useless, I am Ruler, and my Noble Phantasm "Luminosite Eternelle" will protect me from any harm. "

"Really...?" There was a smile on Shirou's lips.

The moment she noticed that expression, Jeanne had a bad feeling in her heart.

But at this moment, thunder gathered, and the sky that was originally just covered with dark clouds turned into a black vortex.

The light suddenly appears, shines

At the moment when the world was illuminated, thousands of thunder and lightning roamed and gathered, turning into a large-scale thunder and thundering down!

Swish———!

The furious thunder fell from the top of the girl's head and hit her body. The strong light of the thunder and lightning stung Jeanne's eyes. The paralysis that spread throughout her body caused her to twitch uncontrollably and her expression collapsed. Damn, I almost rolled my eyes and let out a cry of uncontrollable pain.

"Ugh...!"

Chapter 52 Red Lotus Maiden

Although she was not fatally injured, the thunderous bombardment of this power still caused Joan of Arc incredible trouble.

"This... this is impossible...!"

Although Joan of Arc still held her Holy Spear high and reached the A-level barrier Noble Phantasm "Luminosite Eternelle", which made her Noble Phantasm unable to be injured until it was completely destroyed, the thunder that just fell was still She was in disbelief.

The damage would accumulate, and she would not suffer any substantial damage until her Noble Phantasm was completely destroyed, but the tingling and numbness definitely made her feel a little panicked.

It's like having a damage-free plug-in turned on, but being attacked by others has imposed a bunch of negative BUFFs.

Even if there is no harm at all, you will still feel aggrieved and unhappy.

"The power of Zeus...where did you come from...?"

The thunder gradually disappeared, and Jeanne took several steps back vigilantly, exiting the collapsed road.

Standing there, it was like a target.

Joan of Arc glanced at the Noble Phantasm "My Lord is Here" in her hand. White smoke was steaming from the tip of the gun, and the gun body already showed many signs of wear.

This is the reminder that the Noble Phantasm has been consumed.

This indicates that after at most one or two more lightning strikes, the precious phantom in her hand will be completely destroyed.

Uncontrollably, Joan of Arc felt anxious in her heart.

"The lightning strike just now was from Zeus, but part of Mekar's power was also integrated into it."

Shirou said leisurely.

"Zeus in Greek mythology, Mekar in Canaanite mythology, but the country saint lady really knows more about Greek mythology, right?"

The red-haired boy, who had maintained a comfortable attitude from beginning to end, had a calm tone that made Jeanne frown slightly.

'You haven't used your full strength so far...'

Before the real battle even started, one-third of his Noble Phantasm "My Lord is Here" had been consumed, which was not a good thing.

If he didn't use the last trick, he might lose... Jeanne realized this.

"I don't know much about the pagan myths you mentioned. I have only been taught by the Lord."

Jeanne shook her head slightly.

"If that's the case, why were you burned at the stake?"

Shirou suddenly asked.

"No one of the people you protected and the army you commanded stood up at that time. They watched you being tied to the stake, watching the executioner light the torch, and watching you being engulfed and scorched by the flames. From the beginning to the end, not one of them stood up. No one can stop such a mess, but even so, do you still think that the so-called "Lord" you talk about really exists?"

Regarding Shirou's somewhat aggressive question, Jeanne answered firmly.

"Yes."

Joan of Arc erected her spear, and the holy flag of Iris was blown by the wind.

"Hatred only breeds more hatred. Evil only brings twist and killing. I don't hate anyone. That's my destiny."

The breeze blew the girl's blond hair, and the torrential rain had been receded by Shirou, but scattered fine raindrops still slapped on her face, and that expression did not seem to be shaken at all.

Maybe Joan of Arc was just a village girl who understood the Bible but was illiterate. Maybe she was just a girl under 20 years old in history, but her noble heart was beyond the reach of most people.

Therefore, people hate, envy, and unreservedly vent their purest evil against good people.

At this time, the red-haired boy smiled.

The saint saw that the man's smile was filled with many emotions, including curiosity, regret, amusement, excitement... extremely complicated.

"Interesting...you deserve to be a saint, Jeanne d'Arc!"

Those words were obviously words of praise, but in Jeanne's ears, they sounded full of ridicule.

"Hmph, you can't change my will!"

Jeanne said coldly.

No matter how noble her personality is, the saint will be angry if her faith is belittled in this way.

Joan of Arc put down the holy spear in her hand and drew her sword.

This silver sword, given as a gift at St. Catherine's Church, looks very beautiful under the moonlight, elegant yet dangerous.

Then, Joan of Arc cut her palm with the sword, not caring about the blood seeping out, and then knelt down devoutly, put her hands together, closed her eyes, and made a praying posture.

If someone who didn't understand the power of her last Noble Phantasm saw her overly beautiful posture, they would probably think that it meant surrender or martyrdom.

But actually, it's not.

At this moment she

It is time to activate the most powerful Noble Phantasm "Red Lotus Saint (LaPucelle)"!

"The heavens are the glory of the Lord, and the sky is the work of the hand of God."

“…Words are conveyed by day, knowledge by night.”

"Can't talk or speak, can't even hear a voice.

"The warm light spreads all over the earth, extending to the end of the world.

"Climb up from the end of the sky and go all the way around to the end of the sky.

"Here is my end, here is my destiny, here is my life.

"My life is nothing, like a shadow wandering about.

“My bow cannot rely on me, nor can my sword save me.

"With the only thing left, I hope to guard His footsteps...

"...Lord, this body will be at your disposal——"

As Joan recited the incantation devoutly, a miracle happened. It was undoubtedly the ultimate magic equal to magic.

Looking at the saint who was kneeling on the ground piously, as if she wanted to touch the god, Kallen couldn't help but murmur.

"Is that...a saint..."

……

"Is it an inherent barrier!?" Saber looked at Jeanne d'Arc, who was shrouded in golden light, and said in surprise.

"No, it's a conceptual weapon. It's a special attack Noble Phantasm that crystallizes one's own inner vision."

Shirou calmly looked at Jeanne who was bathing in the holy light at this moment, and told her the Noble Phantasm she was using at the moment.

The flower of fire appeared on the hilt of the sword the girl drew out.

These flames were the ones that killed Joan of Arc. The condemned people believed that this fire was a punishment for the witch, and Joan of Arc believed that this fire was the ultimate salvation.

For Joan of Arc, it is the first and last weapon.

Its name is "Red Lotus Saint (La Pucelle)", and it is a special attack Noble Phantasm crystallized from the past scene that made everyone cry for the Saint.

Jeanne didn't hold the hilt of the sword, but the sword's body, and raised the tip of the sword to face Shirou.

"——'After despair there must be hope (L'espoirvientapresdesespoir)'!!!"

Chapter 53 Your Lord cannot defeat me