Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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The advance was successful.

Because of last night, the Command Seal still has one stroke remaining, which can be used to forcibly command oneself to release the manifestation of illusion.

Then—things become simple!

coming soon!

Is it coming soon, um?

"Command my body with a Command Spell!"

"Imagination Manifestation: Summoning of Heroic Spirits!"

No summoning, no chanting, no extra steps are required; simply unleashing the power of the Imaginary Manifestation is enough to materialize the Heroic Spirits summoned to the Imaginary World.

"It's up to you, SaberAlter!"

A crimson light shone brightly.

As the red light flashed from the girl's right hand and the phantom of the white building slowly spread, a black figure, as solid as a rock, stood prominently behind her.

"I'm not a useful tool for the Holy Sword, Master. Next time you manifest me, I hope you can replenish my supplies first."

Artoria said indifferently.

"I know, sorry, sorry—do me a small favor first... With your holy sword, you can destroy that thing in an instant, right?"

"Of course."

Artoria nodded coldly, looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Rather than appearing on stage to unleash the Holy Sword, Black Saber would prefer to appear in other settings, such as during meals... well, even wild vegetable soup and evil dragon meat would be acceptable.

Now, the bell is scarred, which is not when I'm thinking about those things.

Artoria swallowed hard, then raised the black holy sword high.

Without wasting any words, she directly unleashed the Holy Sword, gathering a blazing star breath!

“Excalibur—Morgan…”

With the suffix "evil," it naturally unleashed its true evil name—the intense heat emanating from the Noble Phantasm seemed capable of evaporating everything!

"Ughhhhhh! Joan of Arc! My comrades who fought alongside me for revenge, and the wrathful holy maiden I serve! Why?!"

"Why! Why did you go over there?"

Gilles de Rais stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "Joan of Arc! Joan of Arc! Joan of Arc!"

The evil magician scratched his head in agony, his eyes bulging uncontrollably, and roared madly and desperately.

Artoria frowned in bewilderment: "Yakamashi, I'm not some saintess you're talking about! I'm the tyrant knight king of Britain..."

"How could this be! Ahhhhh, how cruel and despairing! So, even though you've borne this despair, you're still being used as a tool to save the world?!"

"Even I, your only loyal servant... are you going to abandon me, Joan of Arc!"

………，………

Joan of Arc, standing some distance away, scratched her cheek somewhat awkwardly, feeling exactly the same way Lancelot had when he mistook her for King Arthur.

"This feeling...it's really not something I'm used to..."

Although Jeanne knew that Gilles was probably referring to Jeanne Alter, she still had mixed feelings—that is to say, were they really that similar?

However, her attitude was relatively good.

And Black Saber...

"Artoria..."

"I'm fine, I'm not angry at all, Master. As a ruler, you must always remain calm."

Her pale golden hair hung down, and half of her dark face seemed to be shrouded in shadow, creating a terrifying feeling that sent chills down one's spine.

"Give me---!"

Like a volcanic eruption!

Artoria Alter has erupted!

"Go to hell, bastard!"

The dark light of Excalibur instantly engulfed the heavens and earth, coloring everything before them with black and red!

"This light—no, this light is filled with evil and rage, like a raging fire! Joan of Arc, I understand, I understand!"

"You must have been captured by these guys, subjected to brutal brainwashing, and forced to sign a contract, once again becoming a tool to save this corrupt country!"

"You wait, my holy maiden!"

"I will definitely rescue you again!"

Marshal Gilles de Rais's sorrowful voice was enough to give anyone a headache. Blackie unleashed the light of his holy sword without any hesitation. This light could easily destroy the giant sea monster with a single strike, provided that there was only one such giant sea monster.

"Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh!"

"You blasphemer! I, Gilles de Rais, will sacrifice everything to save the Saintess!"

At the very moment the first colossal sea monster was devoured by the black holy sword, Marshal Gilles seemed to have activated his Noble Phantasm again!

Followed by.

A gaping maw opened from the ground and instantly swallowed him whole.

"The ground is..."

Mashu felt the ground shaking beneath her feet, and just as she uttered the first syllable, another enormous sea monster suddenly burst forth from the earth!

Their terrifying forms blotted out the sky, and the two enormous sea monsters, even more frenzied than before, forcefully blocked the Dark Holy Sword. Although half of their massive bodies were vaporized, the remaining terrifying damage was withstood by the other sea monster summoned by Gilles de Rais through sacrifice!

Dr. Roman: "How is that possible?!"

"No, no, no, although I'm not entirely clear on the specific rules, shouldn't the caster have to make some kind of sacrifice to summon the followers of an evil god using something like the Snail Annihilation City Tome?!"

"But if that huge creature was summoned before, Gilles de Rais should have already been sacrificed, so why..."

Mashu pursed her lips: "But we clearly saw Marshal Gillespie and the Great Sea Demon appear together just now—wait?!"

Da Vinci nodded: "In other words, this Gilles de Rais may have found his own version of himself in this era first and sacrificed himself to the sea monster before anyone else, which is why this situation has occurred."

"That's it, that's it!"

Roman suddenly realized, "So it was because the Servant Gilles de Rais sacrificed the still-living Marshal Gilles, and now he has sacrificed himself, that he was able to summon two sea monsters!"

"This is troublesome! One was already difficult to deal with, and now there's another one—what are we going to do—oh no, the newborn one has started moving!" Dr. Roman hurriedly warned.

"Joan of Arc! Joan of Arc! I've come to save you! Joan of Arc!"

The enormous sea monster continued to regenerate its charred body, charging towards Artoria like a madman!

"Damn it!"

As a terrifying anti-city Noble Phantasm, after a brief full-power release, it needs some time to recover—but because of her contract with Fujimaru Ritsuka, Black Saber, with almost infinite magical power support, once again raised the holy sword!

Holy sword, fire in rapid succession!

This time, we can definitely eliminate them, right?

However, the firepower is insufficient, the firepower is still insufficient!

"No, Ritsuka-chan! King Arthur's Noble Phantasm can undoubtedly destroy a single sea monster, but if there are two enemies, it's beyond the limit! And—"

"Senior, I...I can still hold on—I can still hold on!"

Mashu gritted her teeth and persevered.

It was obvious that the pressure from the two sea monsters was indeed difficult for Mashu to withstand. She was just an ordinary Demi-Servant, a girl who had just embarked on the path of saving humanity.

""

Is that the only option we can try?

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath, her eyes narrowed, and she made a decision.

"More firepower? While I don't think it can compare to Excalibur, let's give it a try—"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was about to say something.

Suddenly, the top of the watchtower on the city wall...

A similarly black figure stood silently atop it, her gaze fixed with disdain on the enormous, octopus-like sea monster, a sneer playing on her lips.

"Oh dear, you're stumped by just two mere giant octopuses? Heh, how embarrassing. Where did your arrogance go when you humiliated me before?"

Black Jeanne flicked the end of her hair, a disdainful sneer on her lips, and said mockingly, "What's wrong? Running out of steam, little vampire?"

"Holy crap, I thought you were someone special, but you turned out to be such a vile character. Hmph, even though it's our first meeting, I'm sure you're just as filthy as I am."

"Huh? Ah, I know you, Sir King of Britain, the first-rate English fool—what, do you want to be pierced by my flag so badly?"

Jeanne Alter glanced at Saber Alter: "I'm looking for that little vampire over there, I don't have time to fight and fool around with you."

""

Blackie made way for them.

"You said I was a non-existent Servant created by Gilles using the Holy Grail, right?"

“That’s right.” Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded.

"Well, I can't deny that, but I'm still a little unwilling... How should I put it? Now that I understand this, I realize that, well—I don't actually hate you at all."

"All of this was just me being unreasonable. I've hurt so many people, there's no turning back for me. I'm just a twisted and sinful evil being that can never become a heroic spirit."

But at least—

Jeanne Alter's voice was filled with exhaustion and self-abandonment, and even a sense of wanting to be free.

"At least in the end, I want to do something with my own will."

"You mean... you mean to say?!"

Hei Dai's eyes widened: "You think you can make things easier by running away like this? Don't be ridiculous, there's no such thing, you stupid country bumpkin!"

Jeanne Alter didn't refute, but casually tossed her head: "Well, say what you want, you cold-blooded woman. Anyway, don't you guys need a Noble Phantasm with super high firepower?"

"Among the Servants present, besides your broken sword, only I possess the power to effectively harm the opponent, right?"

"That's enough..."

"Jeanne d'Arc Alter is speaking."

A blazing fire erupted from his body.

P.S.: Today I'm on the fourth stage of the story progression, so I didn't write much. I'll stop at 4,000 words for now.

Chapter 48, the final battle, the end. Orleans concludes.

A woman who looks like a dark saintess.

One of them is the Dark Saintess.

There is also an original version of the saintess.

With such wonderful things coming together, it feels like—it should be an even more wonderful thing.

But why is there such despair?

"Why?!!!! Jeanne d'Arc!" Gilles de Rais roared.

"I do not know."

Jeanne Alter, engulfed in flames, shook her head: "Perhaps, it all started from the moment you deceived me."

“Hatred, hatred”.

"Let all the twisted elements that make up my spirit come to an end."

"Joan of Arc...you...you know—"

Gilles de Rais suddenly let out a groan, as if deflated.

"As I thought, then there's no need to say anything more."

Jeanne Alter unfurled the banner of the evil dragon, and amidst the rising flames, she gazed back at the desolate town of Vokurael, her brows relaxed, her eyes reflecting a world of despair.

"Let's settle this, Jill!"