King's Landing

"My cherished saint! I, Gil de Les, finally met with you."

Caster, dressed in an unknown wizard's robe, bowed respectfully and bowed to Altria. His ugly face showed a touch of excitement and fanaticism, like a religious fanatic, and almost crazy piety, that distorted his personality. Faith.

"Saint?"

Altria frowned, but soon her expression became bitter.

With the right hand raised flat, the tip of the invisible sword pointed directly at Caster.

"Are you Caster?"

"Yes, my saint, this time I came to appear in the rank of Caster. It seems that you are really Joan, not a fake created by the gods. It really makes me ecstatic to be able to be with you again Meet, this is the prayer of my Jill's life!"

Caster mistakenly thought that Altria had recognized his identity by asking like this. His eyes were filled with excitement and tears, and he raised his hands and sighed, but his fanatical gesture made Altria show disgust. .

"Although I don't know who the saint in your mouth is, I can tell you with certainty that I have never heard of your name, and I have never met before, but since you have reported your name, it is from a knight. Glory, then I can't be rude."

Altria straightened her body, with the invisible sword in her hand across her chest.

"My name is Altria Pendragon. I am the King of Britain, Arthur. I am definitely not the saint in your mouth."

"Ah! How is this possible! How could you not be my saint! That woman is a fake, and the rest of you should be my Joan of Arc! There is nothing wrong! You are my Joan of Arc, it is me The saint who has prayed for resurrection all her life! It is precisely because of this that the Holy Grail has responded to my prayer, reappearing you in the world and resurrecting you!"

Hearing Altria's self-introduction, Caster cried out in pain, clutching his head as if being stepped on his tail.

"Shut up! How can you insult the wishes of the heroic spirits!"

Seeing the hysterical Caster, Altria frowned, snorted, and raised the invisible sword in her hand.

"Caster, since you dare to take the initiative to come to your door, it is just right. I will ask you now. I will ask you whether it is true that using your Master as a hero to kill innocent citizens with your Master is true. It is your Master's use order. The curse forced you, or you did it yourself, you dare to admit it."

"Are you talking about Ryunosuke? That's a good boy. I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who are like me. Joan, my saint, the gods have abandoned you and killed you, I I did that for revenge. Human beings are the people of that hateful God. I just want to kill his people to vent my anger and to prove how wrong he decided to abandon you in the first place!"

A mad fire of hatred burned in Caster's protruding eyes, which was hatred for the high god.

But these words became a declaration of sin when they heard Altria's ears.

She raised her eyebrows in anger, and a powerful aura burst out of her body.

"So that's the case, I know. Gil de Les, I am now officially declaring war on you in the name of King Arthur. I will use the sword in my hand to chop off your head and comfort the souls who are cruel to you. I wait for the honor of the heroic spirit."

"Wh, what!? Joan, you actually want to do it at me!?"

Feeling Altria's murderous aura, Caster opened his mouth in surprise, his expression distorted in pain.

"I repeat, I am the King of Britain, Arthur Pendragon, and the one who will conquer you. Plead guilty! Caster!"

Bang!

With a hard step under her feet, Altria turned into a cannonball and rushed towards Caster.

Feeling threatened, Caster screamed in pain.

"Damn! What the hell is going on!? Why is it not my Joan on both sides! Hateful god! The Holy Grail has responded to me, and you are going to destroy it! I want to avenge you! I Gil de Les I swear, I must retaliate against you!"

The magic book sealed with chains appeared in Caster's hands. It was an evil book made of human skin.

The jerky spell was pronounced from Caster's mouth.

His weird hand with sharp nails opened a page of the human leather book and saw a flash of blood, and several tentacles sea monsters flew out.

"Jan of Arc! Whether you are a real or a fake! I'll know when I get you and that woman up and tortured. So, I won't hesitate now, I will definitely take your soul from there. Saved from the hands of the hateful god!"

The completely mad Caster kept summoning the disgusting sea monster full of tentacles.

In just a few breaths, the entire Weigu Dojo was already occupied by the sea monster. The besieged Altria swung the invisible sword in her hand with difficulty, even though she could kill one with every sword, even A few, but more were summoned.

Caster's magic power seemed endless, summoning so many sea monsters, the aura on his body did not weaken at all.

"It's no way to go on like this, if the left hand is not injured!"

Squeezing his barely strong left hand, Altria's expression was extremely solemn.

Unless this is a treasure of liberation, it is difficult to cut Caster under the sword.

At this moment, a cold voice came into her ears.

"Retreat first, Saber."

"What?! Jiuu Miya, now is the opportunity, why do you want--"

"This is Keiji's order. He has a way to deal with Caster. He will give you five seconds and immediately go completely from the spot."

That woman, like a tool and a doll without his own opinion, shook her head, and finally had to cut a path to retreat towards the dojo. This is another shame. Contracting to such a Master is her biggest Misfortune.

"Jan of Arc, I won't let you go! You should go with me! Only I can save your soul!"

Caster controlled a large number of sea monsters flocking to the dojo.

The next moment, a shocking explosion sounded through the entire residential area.