The second dimension life starting from Fuyuki City

Joan of Arc thanked:

"Thank you, Mr. Mo Yi."

"I didn't expect you to be such a good person. I thought..."

Having said that, Joan of Arc finally realized that she had said the wrong thing again.

Mo Yi: “…”

Zhen Gongping, you're done. I just wanted to send you, the MT, over to help Xue Miao and the others block the damage.

Now that you have offended this abbot, you still want to leave?

After the Holy Grail War, don't even think about leaving!

Welcome to Yakumo House——

No matter how much Grandpa Mo Yi wants to send Miss Jeanne d'Arc to the Yakumo House for proper training, so that she can understand that a Jeanne d'Arc who doesn't show French disgust is not a good Jeanne d'Arc, and he has even thought of all her plans (Black Jeanne's pregnancy and married life), all this will have to wait until the Holy Grail War is over.

As the saying goes, first unite all forces that can be united to fight against external enemies, and then engage in internal struggles. This is the truth. A famous example is the first and second cooperation between Rabbit and Baldy, the history of rescuing the flower growers.

Mo Yi extended his right hand with a warm smile on his face and said, "Miss Jeanne, can you please extend your right hand?"

"Ok?"

Is this the handshake that is popular in modern society?

A handshake that makes us friends after we shake hands?

Grandpa Mo Yi's ability has exceeded the detection range of Joan of Arc's passive skill "Revelation", so she can't feel the malice hidden in Grandpa Mo Yi's heart at all.

Joan of Arc, with the Great Chrysanthemum View in her heart, stretched out her right hand and held Grandpa Mo Yi's right hand. Then a strong and strange magic power was transmitted from the other's hand to her own hand, and then quickly spread from the palm of her right hand to her whole body, making Joan of Arc tremble with comfort. She felt a strange pleasure as if she had been injected with chicken blood, and she had an urge to find someone to fight for three hundred rounds.

Feeling something was wrong, Jeanne immediately retracted her right hand and cautiously stepped back two meters. She looked at Grandpa Mo Yi. After seeing that he did not behave strangely, she opened her right palm and found a large black spot on it. She asked cautiously:

"Mr. Mo Yi, what on earth did you do to me?"

The revelation skill was not activated, which meant that the other party had no ill intentions, but the feeling just now was that the other party must have done something to him that he didn't know about.

"Miss Jeanne, please don't misunderstand—"

Grandpa Mo Yi explained aggrievedly:

"I just used magic to strengthen your spiritual base and mana supply. I hope this will be of some use to you. Also, when you're in deep crisis, you can silently recite the words 'seal lifted' in your heart. The magic left in your palm will be triggered to help you overcome the crisis."

Jeanne: “Ah?”

The skill 'Revelation' was not activated, and the naive Joan of Arc naturally believed Grandpa Mo Yi's thoughts. At this moment, she couldn't help but feel ashamed. She actually doubted a good person who helped her. This was really wrong!

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood, please forgive me--"

Jeanne, who knew her mistakes and could correct them, walked back to Mo Yi and bowed to apologize:

"And thank you very much, Mr. Mo Yi."

Seeing that the other party looked like she wouldn't raise her head unless he forgave her, Mo Yi naturally chose to forgive her!

In fact, what Mo Yi did and said just now was the same thing. He did help Jeanne d'Arc add a buff of strengthening and infinite magic. If he let the other party sacrifice easily in the battle later, how could he sincerely invite the other party to join the Yakumo House and become an idol?

And it can help the other party escape from danger, or when the other party chooses to self-destruct, the membrane magic injected into the other party's body will be triggered, summoning the legendary sister-in-law Heizhen.

As the saying goes, where there is a saint of light, there must be a witch of darkness. This is the right combination and double the happiness.

Thinking of Joan of Arc's confused expression when she saw a black Joan of Arc separated from her body, who looked at her with disgust, Grandpa Mo Yi suddenly felt that today would be another happy day.

When the time comes, when I invite them to Yakumo's house, I can also let the majority of readers enjoy the double happiness of Joan of Arc in black and white. I, Master Yakumo, am indeed a conscientious book artist.

"It doesn't matter--"

Mo Yi had a look of sadness on his face, someone who was already used to being misunderstood by others. He smiled in understanding and said:

"I'm glad I could help you."

If this were a bishoujo game, the following data would definitely be displayed above Joan of Arc's head - Favorability 100%♂.

The more Grandpa Mo Yi looked at her, the more ashamed she felt. She could only bow once more and thank him:

"Mr. Mo Yi, you are a truly good person. May God bless you!"

Mo Yi: “…”

Could this be the legendary good guy card?

Moreover, I don’t believe in the Lord because I am no longer at the stage of being fooled by others and have reached the age of fooling others.

"Time is running out, Daju is the most important—"

After Mo Yi had done a good job of improving Jeanne's favor, he opened the space passage to the mirror world again and said:

"From here, we can reach the battlefield. I'll leave the rest to you, Miss Jeanne."

Mo Yi originally wanted to go with Joan of Arc, but as soon as he expressed this idea, Orpheus, who had been sitting on the sofa and acting like a good boy, snorted and pushed him forward.

The other party's meaning is clearly that we haven't finished our work yet, so don't even think about leaving. Otherwise, don't blame me for whining and causing trouble at the same time!

Finally, Mo Yi opened a passage and let the other party pass first.

"Maintaining order in this Holy Grail War is my responsibility—"

Jeanne walked into the space channel. When she was about to pass through the channel, she turned back and said firmly to Grandpa Mo Yi:

"So, leave it to me, Mr. Mo Yi!"

After taking a last look at Mo Yi with a warm smile on his face, Joan of Arc couldn't help but feel touched. There are indeed many good people in this world!

If I have the chance, I must repay the other person well.

"Is this the battlefield?"

Jeanne, who finally arrived at the battlefield, was shocked by the scene before her. She could see that this was originally Fuyuki City, but now it had become a ruin. What a tragic battle it was!

However, now was not the time to lament. Under the influence of her passive skill, Revelation, Jeanne looked up towards the Hanging Gardens, gripped the Holy Banner tightly, and muttered to herself:

"Is this the origin of all heresy?"

After recalling Mo Yi's warm smile in her mind again, Joan of Arc felt that the expectations on her shoulders were even heavier. She was not only fighting because of the responsibility bestowed by the Holy Grail, but also fighting to uphold the expectations of Mr. Mo Yi and all those who longed for peace!

"Let me take care of everything!"

Joan of Arc, who was encouraged by Mo Yi, held the holy flag and entered the "Jane Run Run" mode again, running all the way towards the sky garden that was constantly dropping soldiers and firing light cannons!

——————The dividing line on the battlefield————

"Shirou, don't go too far away. If you get separated by the other side, it will be troublesome."

Kiritsugu looked at the warrior Emiya who was holding the black and white swords and using his Wushuang to harvest the Dragon Fang soldiers and warned:

"Leave the south to me!"

After saying that, he put away his usual pistol and took out the magic weapon that Mo Yi had given to him as a gift to his father-in-law - the "Vulcan Gatling Cannon with unlimited supply of bullets"!

With the enhanced magic that Medea helped them with, the Shredded Rakes easily took the Vulcan Gatling Cannon, the recoil of which theoretically no one could withstand, and fired at the Dragon Fang Soldiers that were coming from afar.

"Bang, bang, bang--"

Under the powerful fire suppression, large groups of Dragon Tooth soldiers fell to the ground.

"As expected of Dad—"

Seeing the highly efficient harvesting method of the shredder rake, the unrivaled warrior Emiya, holding two swords, couldn't help but sigh, and the speed of swinging the two swords also increased a lot.

After all, every son has the urge to prove his ability in front of his father, and Lord Emiya is no exception.

"You guys really give me a headache—"

Illya, who had transformed into a magical girl, held a pink wand in her hand. She fired magic bullets like a machine gun, bombarding the incoming Dragon Fang soldiers while complaining:

"Our goal is the Holy Grail. Don't waste too much energy dealing with these cannon fodder."

Emiya Shirou: "..."

Sister, do you think everyone has infinite magic power like you?

How can you sneak into the enemy position without using the Wushuang technique?

"Boom——"

Suddenly, another huge explosion was heard not far away, and even the ground shook.

"What an exaggerated battle!"

Medea, who was paddling frantically and focusing on protecting her master, Emiya, looked up at the explosion site, which clearly had more than a thousand sides. A mushroom rose from the ground and then spiraled into the sky, illuminating the dark sky as if it were daytime.

Medea patted her chest with lingering fear and complained:

"A battle of this magnitude would be worthy of being recorded in epic poetry, even in the Age of Gods."

I thought this was a good opportunity to go back to the past, change history, and kill Jason, so I responded to the call of the Holy Grail.

I thought that my magic skills were comparable to those of a magician, enough to dominate the Holy Grail War in modern society and easily win the Holy Grail War. However, I never expected that this world would be much more dangerous than I thought.

In a battle of the magnitude of the one between Karna and Arjuna in the distance, let alone going up to fight, even if you just watch from the side, you will probably be instantly evaporated by the aftermath.

However, Medea did not regret responding to the call of the Holy Grail, because she had found a new goal, which was far more meaningful than going back to change history and seek revenge on Jason.

Thinking of this, Medea couldn't help but look tenderly at the hero Emiya who was diving in the dark with his musou under her enhanced magic.

"Master Shirou, we should get out of here quickly. It will be troublesome if the battle between Lancer and Archer on the other side spreads here."

That's right, any possibility that might endanger Medea's pursuit of a happy life must be eliminated.

Shredded Rake, who also felt the sounds of the battle in the distance, roared after defeating the last Dragon Fang Soldier, took out a cigarette from his pocket, took a comfortable puff, and then exhaled in the direction of Karna's battle.

The scene from more than ten minutes ago emerged in his mind. He had just dodged the attack of Achilles and was about to find his nearby friends to attack together when Zhou Hei Ya, who looked unlucky but was actually a European king, walked out from somewhere.

"This meeting is truly destined, Karna."

In fact, he sensed the direction of Karna's magic fluctuations and shone it over on purpose. However, religious people like them would always attribute everything to gods, fate, and other superstitious reasons, not to mention that Arjuna was the son of Indra, the main god of Hinduism.

Only by speaking in this way that sounds very superstitious can you show your status as a second-generation god.

"I didn't expect to meet you in this Holy Grail War!"

While saying this, Arjuna remained humble, with a smile that made people feel favorable at first sight. If you didn't know the details, you would really think that Arjuna was very happy to see his half-brother after a long separation.

"This is indeed a fateful meeting, Arjuna."

Karna took a step forward and looked at Arjuna in front of him, speaking calmly, but the flames burning all over his hands showed that his heart was not as calm as his tone.

Arjuna and Karna are both heroes in ancient India, and they are also old rivals who love and hate each other. In mythology, Karna was killed by Arjuna in a duel.

However, this is not because Karna's strength is poor, but because his luck is too bad. The degree of bad luck is definitely enough for him to become a Lancer. His Lucky E is not because his luck is the same as Brush Brother and Wang Jiang, but because the worst luck value is only Lucky E.

Anyway, it's the kind of story where the whole world is against him, and he finally makes it through and gets the chance to duel with his destined enemy, Arjuna, the king of European emperors. But the night before the duel, Arjuna's father Indra uses what he said to forcibly steal his golden armor.

Then, during the duel, the curse cast by his master broke out, and he forgot all his skills. He couldn't use the magic weapon in his hand. Even more unfortunate was that the chariot he was driving fell into a puddle and could not move.

In the end, he could only be killed with hatred by Arjuna, who was a born hero, needed a god, and fate gave him a god in various ways.

However, Arjuna did not let Karna go. Instead, he held a grudge against him. No, it should be said that the emotion was more complicated than holding a grudge. In short, the moment he saw Karna, he knew that the other party was his mortal enemy and must be killed.

As for the reason, of course it’s because he can’t stand the loser’s counterattack!

Seeing that the other person, who came from such a poor background, could actually get to this point, he felt very unhappy, as if the other person's existence was telling him -

That’s right, you are a European emperor who relies on your father, background, and luck to get ahead.

Even if it wasn't you, Arjuna, anyone else could have done what you did.

As a princeling, how could Comrade Zhou Hei Ya tolerate such ridicule?

He realized that as long as Karna existed, such taunting would continue, and only when the other party ceased to exist would he be the perfect hero.

For him, only the dead Karna was his good brother.

From a more fundamental perspective, the opposition between Arjuna and Karna is inevitable. One represents the exploiting class and the other represents the exploited class. As a member of the exploiting class, Arjuna naturally cannot tolerate Karna, a member of the exploited class, to succeed!

If they manage to make it, who will these exploiting classes exploit in the future to enjoy a beautiful and happy life?

This is what is called the irreconcilable class contradiction between the European emperors and the Africans.

"Master, leave this to me!"