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Wait...returning to the battlefield? Arturia couldn't believe it, But isn't what we want her to be free?

When did I say this? What's more, if it is her own will to return to the Holy Grail War, then this is not a freedom of choice.

How could she do this!

Why is it impossible? Shuo Yue asked back, The longing and gratitude for the followers who saved him; the guilt and sense of responsibility that his fellow tribesmen are still suffering, but he escaped from birth - these precious qualities, Isn't it the first color that you, the great heroes, left on her?

Because of longing and gratitude, the androids unconsciously look forward to seeing Astolfo again.

Because of guilt and sense of responsibility, the artificial man will take the initiative to return to the black side and raise the flag of resistance for the suffering compatriots.

And all of this is the reason why Shuo Yue saved her, and it is also the future that Shuo Yue is looking forward to.

Arturia was silent and speechless. As if Shuo Yue didn't feel the emotions of the servant, he continued, Right now, Siegfried, Avisbron, plus Shakespeare on the red side, me, little Jack and you, the blue side already has Six Servants, but it is obviously not enough to fight against the red and black sides.

Not only was it a matter of quantity, Shakespeare and Little Jack were also unable to compete with top or even first-class servants in terms of quality.

Black Vlad III could not escape death when the red team invaded. Chiron and Frankenstein did not have too obvious weaknesses, and they were more inclined to exclude than to instigate rebellion. In other words, the black team had no subordinates to win over. That’s it.”

Shuo Yue's analysis was so smooth that even the sulky Dumao couldn't help but listen carefully.

I'm planning a big one on the red side. If possible, everyone except Amakusa and the Empress will defect to the black side. However, there is still one group excepted. After all, they are outside the red side's front. Even Amakusa will restrain them. Not to them.

Without letting Daimao think about what he would do on the red side, Shuo Yue directly named the group: Red Mordred, at this stage, she is the most likely person to join our blue camp,

Hong, indeed, in terms of strength and closeness to the camp, she is indeed the most suitable member for our side... Wait, there seems to be something wrong...

When Dai Mao finally realized it, she opened her beautiful eyes wide, and the emotions of panic and escape flashed away from her blue eyes:

Wait, Qing Shuoyue? What are you talking about? That's Mordred, that annoying knight!

A certain King Arthur, whose heart had been resolved but whose grudge was still lingering, protested loudly: Even if I don't care, she will draw her sword and chop at me the moment she sees me!

Aren't you father and son (mother and daughter)? If you have a conflict or something, why don't you just have a fight?

Fight? Dai Mao's tone was faint, Shuo Yueqing, do you want us to wipe Romania off the world map? What's more, doing so will definitely expose your real name?

Didn’t the main body of Chaldea’s Servant’s memory receive it? Sakuyue was confused, but quickly relieved, That's right, with Ritsuka's level, it would be difficult for Artoria to die, not to mention that Chaldea's food is definitely better than Avalon's.

After the death of the servant, the memory will return to the Heroic Soul Seat. In other words, the heart-to-heart talk between Shuoyue and Daimao on the island was unknown to Artoria who came into her own body.

However, Shuo Yue was not considerate enough to consider Dai Mao's mood.

Detailed plans will be discussed with Lingxia tonight. Next is the last thing, which is the issue of your real name.

Although Dai Mao has been wearing the degraded version of the 'Hades' cloak' projected by Shuo Yue, he has always concealed his identity, and it is difficult to win people's trust after all.

What's more, the intensity of the upcoming war will not allow Artoria to use the 'Wind King's Barrier' to deal with it.

As the master, I order you, Artoria, to allow you to release the Noble Phantasm in the next battle. Shuo Yue said, As for the magic power consumption caused, Black Fang's artificial battery system can be used. I have to admit, That fat guy Gold did a pretty good job at that.”

Sakutue saved the androids, but indifferently regarded her fellow humans as firewood and simple magic blocks to fill the Noble Phantasm.

This is not a contradiction, because in Shuo Yue's eyes, the act of rescuing the artificial man is not motivated by morality, but simply to find a useful chess piece.

Arturia sighed inwardly, completely understanding the assassin's style of dealing with things.

...Try not to use the Noble Phantasm as much as possible. Even if you use it, just use your own magic power to pay for it.

With this thought in mind, Artoria responded in a low voice.

I understand, my Master.

Chapter 433 Black Fortress, Joan of Arc appears

Chapter 434 Black Fortress, Joan of Arc appears

Before the morning star rose, Black's servants finally returned to the cold Milenia Castle to meet their leader among the kings.

Darnic was not there for some reason. Everyone who had been waiting for a long time showed a reassuring smile after seeing Siegfried and others return, but Vlad III did not smile. He looked at the team with an expression that was so sharp that it was almost cold. Hit, waved after a moment.

Tie them up and wait for them to be released.

Different from the original plot, because of the escape and sacrifice of the android, Astolfo shouldered much more responsibilities, so he was arrested when he returned to the castle, and was penetrated by the angry Archduke with a rafter stake, and imprisoned in the In the dungeon.

But this time, the artificial man who was 'suspected' to be the heart of the magic furnace was taken away by Shuoyue. What's more, Astolfo had merit in guarding Gold, and in a sense could escape from Black at any time. Therefore, Vlad III Attitudes towards him must also slow down.

Otherwise, what if Ah Fu gets impulsive and breaks away from Black completely? After Serenekai's death, Black no longer had a Command Seal to restrain him.

Wait, lord

As an accomplice hiding the androids, Chiron stepped forward and wanted to intercede for Astolfo, but the paladin stopped him with his eyes.

There is no point in splitting the camp into two for such a boring thing. I will be reprimanded and punished for this matter. If this can solve the problem, of course it would be great.

Astolfo's eyes clearly revealed such a will to sacrifice.

He understands the cause and effect of his punishment, and his behavior of escaping with the artificial man is obviously detrimental to Black. In this case, as a king, of course he needs someone to be punished. Then, as the object of punishment, there should be no one else but yourself.

Even though it was unreasonable, even though he knew that he had done nothing wrong, and he did not refuse to accept the punishment. On the way back here, he had already made such a plan.

The only thing Astolfo was worried about was that if it was revealed that he was involved in releasing the androids, Vlad III might alienate Chiron.

It was clear that a war was about to begin, and it would be troublesome if there was a dispute between the king and the military advisor. If just one reckless knight was punished, it would not completely collapse the battle line.

So Astolfo, who was bound by magic, was taken away from the King's Room by the android attendants. Without waiting for Vlad III to say anything more, the door to the King's Room opened again, wearing a white-gold robe. , Danik, holding a scepter, led a girl into the king's room.

Please, Lord Adjudicator, we, Black, welcome your visit.

Hearing this, Artoria was startled, thinking that her identity had been exposed, but she quickly realized what was happening and raised her eyes to look at the girl at the door.

Wearing light armor, holding a holy flag in her hand, her beautiful and young face has the unique solemnity of a judge. If she takes off her silver forehead protector and lets her hair down, it will be hard not to remind Artoria of her girlhood. .

But as her eyes moved downward, Arturia quickly discovered the difference between Jeanne and herself, and her expression suddenly fell.

The size of the saint's chest is beyond the reach of the knight king... She can barely compete with a gun, but how can the adult form compare with that of a girl?

Fat, it's all fat... Artoria muttered, and the resentment emanating from her body made Siegfried even take a step back.

As for Joan of Arc, facing the scrutinizing gazes of the Black team members, she walked up to the king without changing her expression. Because she was not a minister, she did not bow her head in salute, and the king was not moved by this.

My name is Joan of Arc, and I was summoned in this Holy Grail War.

Well, it is indeed worthy of trust that someone who believes in the same god serves as the judge.

Because I believe in the same God, I hope you understand that my purpose is to maintain justice.

Faced with a firm look, Hei's mouth showed a smile. Could it be that he took this as a joke made by a country girl.

It's almost dawn now. First of all, please explain your purpose of coming, Adjudicator.

Faced with Vlad III's question, Joan of Arc, who had been running all night but was always a step slower, did not use euphemisms and said bluntly:

During the middle of the night, you had a battle with the servants of the red side, right? The opponents were Achilles, Atalanta, and Spartacus.

Sure, so what?

The result, and the retreat, fell into your hands in the form of capture - what happened after that?

Chiron, Siegfried and Artoria present gave subtle reactions to Jeanne's question. No, it wasn't just him, the artificial people holding battle axes were also a little shaken.

However, the one who reacted stronger than anyone else was Black, Vlad III.

It's so unpleasant.

Just by saying such a sentence, the king was immediately filled with murderous intent. Although it is an unreasonable behavior like a child throwing a tantrum, its power is enough to match the suppression weapons of a wide area. Facing this murderous aura like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, he endured it with a calm expression.

Compared with the malice she felt when she asked to see Prince Charles in Chinon as a village girl and when she was interrogated as a prisoner, this time was nothing. After all, at that time, if there was anything suspicious about his actions, he would be killed immediately.

If you don't want to answer, there is nothing you can do. The matter ends here. I will then conduct the investigation myself.

Just when she was about to turn around and leave, her murderous intent suddenly slowed down.

Sorry, it seems I went a little too far in joking. After the initial temptation, Vlad III knocked on the throne and stated his purpose:

Well, let me get straight to the point. What we have to face is the enemy of the Magic Association and the Church, who also have murderous intentions towards you. Therefore, I hope you can become our fighting force. Think of it this way. Is it a natural thing?

The topic seemed to be getting heated, and Jeanne frowned.

I have said it before, I am the absolute arbiter of this war summoned by the Holy Grail... I have my own purpose, and that is not to stand on the same front as you.

Don't you have any wishes? Since you were summoned by the Holy Grail, you should also have your own wishes, right?

That's not the case. One of the qualifications for accepting the call as a judge is that you have no desire for this world.

After hearing these words, everyone was shaken, especially after understanding the story of the holy girl in front of them, it was difficult for anyone to believe that she had no wishes.

He punched the armrest of the chair as if feeling very anxious. He stood up and shouted loudly, as if to show his old rage:

Joan of Arc Darhk, I know your ending very well! You were betrayed by everyone, had everything taken away, and finally died a violent death. It is impossible for you to have no wishes! Answer me quickly, there is no room for falsehood!

If the murderous intent just now was a wide-range suppressive weapon, then every sentence spoken now is as sharp as an iron stake. Once you tell a lie or fail to gain the approval of the Grand Duke, your body will probably be pierced immediately.

Even in such a sinister atmosphere, the Saint of France remained unmoved and said in a quiet voice that was enough to suppress his momentum:

I didn't. Everyone thought that I died with hatred, and thought that I must be eager for revenge or redemption. But - the life I have lived has a sense of fulfillment that only I know. Although it is not It's not something that everyone agrees with, but at least I don't have any regrets about my life, and I don't have any hopes for the Holy Grail. If anything, I just hope that this Holy Grail War can be on the normal track. Just keep going.”

“You have been abandoned by God and you still say such things?”

That's a stupid idea. The Lord will not abandon us. No, the Lord will never abandon anyone. The reason why we pray is to heal the Lord's sorrow. Yes, I am indeed——

I heard the Lord’s sigh——

Wail, sigh, whimper, mourn.

The world is spiraling straight towards hell, and no one can stop it. No, or... is that what hell is?

How sad - the Lord lamented. People are not even allowed to live simply. They can either become wild beasts or become prey. They can only choose one.

The disputes never end, and blood continues to saturate the earth.

That’s why the Lord lamented, and I heard His voice, the extremely weak voice that was difficult for anyone to detect.

This is a very clear thing. Listening to that voice and doing things that echo it means that you have to give up everything you have until now.

You must give up your lifestyle as a simple villager, and you must give up the joy of being loved by others. There is no reward for doing so. Whether it's my enemies or my own people - I will definitely be laughed at by most people.

That's an appalling thing. For a country girl to single-handedly break into a battlefield full of human evils, that is simply not what a normal person would do.

But the Lord is weeping.

I... must not be able to bear this feeling, nor can I turn a blind eye to it.

In order to stop the Lord from crying and to give Him the greatest comfort, I will challenge the hell of this world.

Put on your armor, hang up your sword, raise your flag—give me your life.