Illimitable Until Death

Tulliphas, in an alley.

A figure fell from the top of the adjacent building and landed in this empty alley.

“Ha... ha...”

JOAN gasped and covered his face, squatting like a shy girl.

“Mmm-hmm."

A strange voice came out of Joan's mouth, filling that holy and delicate face with red, saying shy, rather shameful to the extreme.

The Virgin, believe me, don't say it's in this day and age, but in her lifetime, she's afraid no one's ever seen her before, right?

But what can we do about it?

Just now, JOAN was almost eaten by the opposite sex for less than a few days.

This was a huge shock to Joan.

You know, JOAN was only nineteen years old until he died, and he was never treated like this by the opposite sex. Before he was seventeen years old, he was just a simple country girl. When did this happen?

So it doesn't seem strange that there would be such a performance.

For such a Joan, a helpless voice sounds from his heart.

“It's not that I don't understand how you feel, but it was actually me who was just treated like that. Why don't you just think about it? ”

The owner of the sound, of course, is Sylvia.

When Sylvia's voice was heard, JOAN was more ashamed than comforted.

“I... I want to try to think the same way.” Joan whispered in a blushing voice: “But... but...”

However, whether it is the bully kiss in the square or the feeling of the palms touching the skin, it is deeply imprinted in Joan's brain and heart, as if he had experienced it personally, until now it remains, without diminishing at all.

How can JOAN see this as an experience that has nothing to do with him?

“This is really troubling.” Sylvia sighed helplessly too: “I didn't expect this to happen. The power of the Holy Grail is so powerful that people don't know whether to be happy or sad. ”

JOAN remained in the world, even with Sylvia, for the reasons of the Holy Grail.

In order to unleash the power of La_Pucelle, JOAN turned the legend of the torment of fire he had suffered into a sacred fire that burned everything at the cost of his own life, turning Bashum into ashes with the garden of the sky.

By then, JOAN had lost his life and was destined to return to the seat of the Spirit.

However, the loss of life does not mean that even the soul will be destroyed.

Just as JOAN's soul was about to return to the seat of the Spirit, Sylvia, who had relieved herself of her state, immediately made a wish to the Holy Grail.

“Bring Joan's soul into one with mine! ”

This aspiration was finally realized.

When life was burned, the only remaining Joan of the soul, before returning to the seat of the Spirit, before leaving Sylvia's body in time under the power of the Holy Grail, was directly integrated with Sylvia's soul.

This is not the basis of the previous.

Relying on Joan is just a state of attachment to Sylvia, not a fusion.

But this is a true integration.

The state of the soul in which two people are united can now be said to be the same individual with different consciousnesses, except that the morphology of each other changes when the consciousness is transformed.

JOAN therefore survived as Sylvia's second personality.

Naturally, since it is the same soul, different consciousness in the same individual, even if the personality is different, the spirit and body of both are exactly the same.

Under these circumstances, it is not possible for JOAN to see Sylvia's body as unrelated to his own feelings, as if it were a physical experience.

In other words, Fang Li and Sir Sylvia are my words, and that is basically the same as Lord Joan and I.

Today, Sylvia and Joan are such relationships that they have long been inseparable from each other, stronger than the connection between Yuan Lai Guang and the Ugly Emperor, and are simply one and the same.

“This was not taken into account at all when the wish was made.” Sylvia said with a slight headache: "This is a bit of a hassle. ”

“Really... very troubling...” JOAN shook his breath, trying to cool down his hot cheek, grinning bitterly: "Sylvie, why did you make that wish? ”

JOAN was aware of everything before launching his own Special Attack Gear at the cost of his life. He had no intention of surviving.

In any case, I am a follower and can only live during the Holy Grail War, a consciousness that Joan has always had.

Now, being left in this way by Sylvia, JOAN is more overwhelmed than surprised.

Because even if he continues to survive, JOAN doesn't know what to do.

My role is as the ruler of the Grail War.

JOAN is really a little confused.

But Sylvia didn't hesitate.

“Watching your friends die in front of you, something that no one can bear?” Sylvia said naturally, "Besides, we're not just friends, we're all in the same place, trying to save something that's not right for you? ”

Sylvia naturally couldn't speak naturally anymore, and Jeanne sighed.

“Exactly.” JOAN spoke to himself with a smile: “You've been like this since the beginning, even in the face of my disrespectful request, I didn't hesitate to answer and lend myself to you. ”

The reason, on the other hand, is that those who seek help cannot be ignored.

Sylvia Deunaheim is a man of frankness and tenderness.

And that's why JOAN doesn't really exclude Sylvia.

“It also seems like a good option if you survive with Sylvia in the future. ”

That's what I really think.

Unfortunately, the situation is somewhat complicated.

“What do we do over there?” JOAN said with a bitter face, "Can't we just keep doing this? ”

“To be honest, I have no idea what to do.” Sylvia couldn't help but laugh: “Without telling him that you still exist, you just thought it would get hard to handle and you couldn't leave him hanging. ”

And Sylvia actually wants to be with the party more than anyone else.

That's why things get into trouble.

Even Sylvia has never been in love, let alone JOAN.

“What should I do...”

JOAN sighed again.

Until a voice arrives.

“Before you think about what to do, do you have to give me an explanation? ”

JOAN's expression was slightly stiff when such a phrase came into JOAN's ear.

“Really...”

I looked at Joan squatting in front of me without anger and said so.

“Anyway, let me get this straight. ”