My mother's love song

At this point, it would be better to abandon Saber and escape to a safe area while she is still able to resist the enemy.

“Saberrrr! I give the order with the Command Seal! Use your Noble Phantasm to defeat Berserker!!”

Gold clenched his fists and shouted.

That firm voice was surely conveyed to Black Saber.

The blade began to burn, and the girl's body released infinite magic power.

She held two swords and jumped far back.

"Not bad, there are some things that are impressive."

Neither a beast, nor a human, nor a monster, nor even a heroic spirit.

The huge berserker who looked like a god of curse finally delivered his final blow to the earth.

“OO ...

Spartacus roared with a feeling of intoxicated happiness in his heart.

The final blow will destroy all oppression and completely shatter the symbols of power.

Of course, he had fallen into madness...even he himself was aware of his madness.

However, he still couldn't stop because he was born with the inability to tolerate belonging to anyone.

He felt that being despised and hurt would give him pleasure and bring him infinite joy.

So, he was smiling all the time.

When this accumulation reached a critical point, Spartacus launched a rebellion.

As long as there are oppressors in the world, one's own joy and anger will not stop.

Now, with a second life, he is delivering the most powerful blow of his career.

It can be called the ultimate destruction, which can only be achieved by sacrificing everything in oneself.

"Ah."

Spartacus even sighed.

He paid no attention to how ugly his body had become.

The swordsman who had devoted his entire life to rebellion finally delivered that one strike.

The target is the greatest symbol of power in this Holy Grail War, the city of Mirenia.

Whether in life or after death, this is also the highest and strongest rebellious fist in his career.

Can my fists and sword reach the oppressors?

He couldn't know, and didn't intend to know.

The ascetic swordsman who had devoted his entire life to rebellion ended his life with a smile.

There was absolutely no way to avoid it. No matter how strong the shield was, it could not withstand the liberating force that could almost touch the moon and knock down the stars.

Miyamoto Musashi was standing less than ten meters in front of Spartacus.

Maybe she would run away, or maybe she would show weakness, because she was the worst cheating expert in the history of Japanese kendo.

However, the word "waiting to die" has never appeared in the dictionary of the girl named Musashi.

Click.

Miyamoto Musashi gracefully sheathed one of his two swords and held the sword with both hands.

Before coming to this world, she once participated in a seven-game battle that was no less intense than the Holy Grail War.

The secret that the girl is going to use now is the portrayal of her life achieved by defeating seven great swordsmen, called Grand Slam.

The left arm is level with the chest, the blade is straight.

Her dignified figure could not be called graceful, but it was impossible to look away.

"The essence of the five wheels"

Miyamoto Musashi widened his demonic eyes and stared silently ahead.

"Hahahahahaha! Rebellion is my life! This is an explosion! Ohhhhh, oppressor from afar! I will crush you completely with my blade!"

Berserker's small body was filled with light, just like the sun on earth.

Facing the violent vortex of light, the girl just silently saw through the method of defeating the enemy.

Musashi's body, sword, breathing... and everything around him seemed to have come to a standstill.

Only the dancing pink hair proves that time is passing and magic is surging.

"Namo Dema-samatha-samatha-deva"

The strongest swordsman shouted and activated his ultimate true name.

"Niyogurigara, the small celestial phenomenon! Go ahead, sword boom, draw your sword! Isena, the big celestial phenomenon!"

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In the end, I didn't get what I wanted.

Musashi was unable to kill Berserker before he could release his Noble Phantasm, and Spartacus eventually released his treason.

The fierce light illuminated the entire Romanian night sky, and the surging heat blew away the forests and the earth.

But

However, only the area directly in front of Spartacus was not hit by the devastating blow from the Noble Phantasm.

Everyone who witnessed Miyamoto Musashi's sword inadvertently recalled the myth of the saint who split the sea.

The heat of rebellion, cut in half by a blade of ordinary iron, looked like a wave being separated.

Spartacus risked his life and infused all his magical power with destructive violence, destroying one third of the forest east of Tulipas. Only the girl standing right in front of him and the city of Milenia remained unscathed.

The ultimate sword slashed by Miyamoto Musashi even cut the earth-shattering explosion in half!

After the bright light disappeared, Saber finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat down on the ground in an unladylike manner.

"Ah... I'm dying, I really thought I was going to die."

The Master's trembling voice echoed in his ears: Hey! Saber! This is different from what we agreed on! Didn't you say you were going to cut open his spirit core directly? ! !

Musashi waved his hand: "Well... as long as it succeeds, it's fine."

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The streets of Tulifas are illuminated.

Rhodes and Jeanne stopped at the same time and looked back at the bright light shining in the distance.

"How's it going, Jeanne? Have all the members of Eugdomrenia left?"

"No, only Berser left... Ah! This is a war secret that cannot be revealed! Rod, forget it!"

"Yes Yes."

Rhodes sighed and walked towards the church.

Jeanne suddenly bumped into me with her shoulder in an affectionate manner.

"Caster, let me tell you a story about my childhood?"

"I do not want to hear."

“That was when I was 7 years old…”

"Hey, listen to me!"

Chapter 355: Joan of Arc丨丨Love Song

"…It looks like we'll have to share one bed tonight."

Standing side by side with Rhodes in front of the single bed in the church attic, Jeanne scratched her cheek awkwardly.

On another bed nearby, the remaining master girl had fallen asleep.

However, Ai Ge's sleeping posture was beyond their imagination.

On the narrow single bed, Ai Ge, who was already tall, lay in a big letter "X".

The figure, which was completely different from that of Ai Ge in the parallel world, was so tall and majestic even when he was lying down, and his body rose and fell steadily with his breathing.

"Ah... I didn't expect that she would sleep like this."

I already know that the Aika Sajyo here is a little different from the one at home, but there are also big differences in their personalities.

You are so dignified in broad daylight, aren't you?

His eyes returned to the single bed in front of him.

It is only 1 meter wide, which is obviously barely enough for one person to sleep on.

If two people want to sleep together, they can only hold each other's bodies close to each other like lovers in love.

The nun had raised this question when he was staying in the room. Rod's answer was that one of them was his sister and the other was his fiancée...so there was no problem.

Rhodes thought for a moment and said, "You sleep on the floor. I'll sleep on the bed."

"It doesn't matter if I sleep on the floor... ah!"

Jeanne frowned slightly and pouted, "Normally, at this time, boys should say to girls, 'I'll sleep on the floor, you sleep on the bed,' right?"

Rhode crossed his arms and said confidently, "I'm sorry, I never treated you as a girl for a second."

"Aha!?"

Jeanne said angrily, "If that's the case, then let's sleep together!"

"The bed is too narrow and very uncomfortable so don't."

The real reason...is of course not that.

Rhodes couldn't even imagine what expression Ai Ge would have when greeting him tomorrow morning if he slept in the same bed with Jeanne tonight.

"Okay, okay, I get it. I'll sleep on the floor, okay, onee-sama."

Before Rhodes could finish, Jeanne grabbed his wrist and pulled him onto the bed.

"Lie down for me."

Being stared at by the Saint Lady's unyielding gaze and the soft touch of the mattress, Rhodes finally gave up resisting and tried to get up from the bed.

The two of them lay down, shoulders pressed together.

They both stared at the mottled ceiling.

Jeanne said, "Go to sleep. You fought tonight, so you must be very tired."

"Miss Saint is so casual that she sleeps with men so easily." Rhodes sneered without any malice.

"Rod is my brother so it doesn't matter." Jeanne said angrily.

"Ah."

Rhodes turned over and faced Jeanne with his back.

Drowsiness gradually came over me.

In the silence, Rhodes heard the girl mumbling to herself from behind.

"My behavior... I guess it really disgusts you."

Joan of Arc stared at Rod's broad back and whispered.

“I also know that I am just self-satisfied.

Because I have always longed for it...