King's Landing

"Ordered in the name of Ruler, Lancer of the black faction, the Heroic Spirit Kuchulin, release the shackles on you."

Just after Joan took advantage of Ruler's power to let Ku Chulin release the shackles of Lingshu, before she could ask her, suddenly, a figure swept from the right side.The target of the visitor is not Joan, but Ku Churin who has lost his magic.

Because he was in the stage of venting his strength, when Ku Chulin felt the danger, the people had already rushed in front of him.Unprepared, he only had time to block with a horizontal spear. The next moment, a thunderous burst of air erupted in the air, and Ku Chulin's entire body was shaken back by a strong force. He could feel that if he was caught by this A punch on the body, even if he is a hero, I am afraid it will not be good.

All this was caused by a human being, wearing the most common priest's robe, with a silver cross hanging around his neck, a stiff expression, unruly black hair, and a pair of eyes without emotional fluctuations.

Seeing the appearance of the incoming person, Ku Chulin's face changed, and he was about to speak, when a string of sounds suddenly came into his mind.After hearing this voice, his face became more ugly, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the words abruptly.

The priest in black gave Ku Chulin a cold look, and then turned to face Joan behind him blankly.

"It's rude, you should be the eighth-rank Ruler? I am the priest sent by the church to assist you in supervising the Holy Grail War. Yanfeng Qili. I have been waiting in the church. Not long ago, I received news that you have already I came to Fuyuki City, so I hurried to greet him. I didn't expect such a thing to happen. This is my dereliction of duty as a supervisor."

The priest who claimed to be Yanfeng Kirei respectfully saluted Joan and explained his identity.

"A facilitator sent by the church?"

Joan looked at the priest in black in surprise. Of course, she was not doubting the identity of the other party, but was surprised at his strength, able to force the heroic spirit back with a single blow. This strength is high enough to stand among human beings in this modern age. As for his status as a priest, as a former saint, she can naturally judge that a believer who is the same as the Lord, how could she doubt it.

"Please don't care, Father. This is not your dereliction of duty. It should be me who should be grateful. Originally, we planned to go to the church here after investigating, but we didn't expect you to make a special trip and cause you trouble. "

Although Joan of Arc is a heroic spirit and a saint in the past, she does not have the slightest arrogance. In her eyes, devout believers are kind family members. Even in different times and different places, the heart of faith is never change.

So in front of the priest in black, Joan expressed her gratitude.

"As your facilitator, this is my duty."

The priest still kept his expressionless face, he lowered his head and returned with seriousness, but even Joan did not notice a strange light flashing in those gray pupils.

"Then, about this hero."

With that, the priest in black turned sideways slightly and turned his gaze to Ku Chulin on the opposite side.

"According to the information in my hand, his rank is Lancer, a heroic spirit belonging to the Magic Association. His Master is called Bazette Fraga Markremis and he has the identity of a substitute. She has had contact."

"A substitute?"

Hearing this word, Jeanne frowned slightly. Almost all the surrogates of the church are like executioners. Even inside the church, they are also dreaded and rejected. If the Master of the Lanfa Heroes belongs to the Magic Association As a substitute, it would be understandable if you would order her Ruler to be shot, because the substitutes are people who do not scrutinize any means to achieve their goals.

"Black Lancer, the curse that bound you has been lifted, now, can you tell me the specifics?"

Although Joan of Arc has long revealed the other party’s real name, as a Ruler, she will not interfere with the balance of the Holy Grail War. Therefore, in front of outsiders, she will protect the other party’s real name and all related information. Calling'Black Lancer' is just right. .

"Heh, there is nothing to say, if you want to know, check it yourself."

With a self-deprecating smile, Ku Chulin chose to avoid it.

"As Ruler, I have the responsibility to guard this Holy Grail war. Therefore, I have the right to give certain punishments to those who try to break the rules like you, but you are not willing, so I can not hold you accountable. . But, please also tell the truth, whether the action against me this time was an order from your Master Bazet Fraga Makeremis."

Seeing Ku Chulin's unwillingness to cooperate, Joan's expression became serious. Although she was tolerant and kind, she could not neglect her work as a supervisor. Since someone tried to break the rules, she must check the matter clearly and give caveat.

And Joan did not know that the name Bazet Fraga Macremis was almost a taboo for Ku Chulin. He would never allow others to impose unreasonable charges on her. Body.

The angry gaze instantly locked the priest in black. All of this was he was doing a ghost. The hatred in Ku Chulin's heart soared. He hadn't done anything before, just waiting for a chance for revenge. Now there is an eighth rank Ruler present. , Maybe you can try.

The priest in black seemed to understand Ku Chulin's hateful eyes, and a cold smile appeared on that stiff face.

He raised his hand slightly, muttering words in his mouth.

"you---"

Suddenly, Ku Chulin stiffened all over, and the handsome face burst into blue veins.

Unconsciously holding the magic spear with both hands, the body screamed violently, and the magic power in the body was mobilized uncontrollably.

The violent breath broke out from him again, that was the prelude to the Treasure of Liberation, and this time, the incident happened suddenly, and even Joan did not expect that he would launch a second special move.

"Gae.Bolg (Punch of Deaththorn)————!!!"

The crimson lightning penetrated the space for an instant, piercing towards Joan's heart.