King's Landing

"Who do you think is the king? Are ordinary chopsticks qualified to know my existence?"

Regarding Joan's question, the blonde loli said disdainfully, she didn't seem to pay attention to Joan as Ruler at all.Although she has a bad tone, her lovely and exquisite appearance does not make people feel disgusted. It is a bit contrasting to say such defiant words in a delicate voice. Of course, Joan will not underestimate this blond hair. Loli.

It is impossible to use Ruler power to distinguish the identity of the hero. There are only two possibilities: the first is that the opponent has a treasure that hides his real name, or an inherent skill. In this case, it is difficult for Joan to see through before the opponent has the liberation treasure. Her identity, but her rank, can't be concealed from her, and the blonde loli in front of her is obviously not in this situation.

The second possibility is Joan's most incredible.

That is, this heroic spirit is not a participant in this Holy Grail War. In other words, she does not belong to the seven ranks summoned by the red and black camps. Any one of the 14 heroic spirits is simple to prove.

While being summoned as Ruler, Joan was given several privileges. One of them was the "Divine Judgment", with two magic spells that could command each heroic spirit, and the one previously used on Ku Churin , It was this power, but the blonde loli in front of her had not been given a spell about her.

Secondly, Joan of Arc controls the living conditions of all 14 heroic spirits. As long as the heroic spirits die, she can perceive it for the first time, even if the opponent is suspended or dying, she can fully grasp it, and the same, the blond hair in front of her Loli is not in this list.

With these two items alone, Joan of Arc can conclude that this heroic spirit is in addition to all the 14 followers summoned in the Holy Grail War. This situation is generally impossible unless someone has drilled the loopholes in the rules of the Holy Grail War. In other words, this blonde loli does not comply with the rules. For this kind of loophole, Jeanne of Arc as Ruler is responsible for monitoring it.

"I can feel that you are not the orthodox heroic spirit participating in this Holy Grail War. Therefore, in order to prevent the Holy Grail War from being destroyed, as a Ruler, I have the right to know your origin and basic situation, and I hope you can cooperate."

Joan looked up at the blonde loli, and made a serious request.

"Huh? Let me cooperate? I have to say, you have a lot of courage, woman. Heaven and earth, the only one in this world who can control me is myself, who do you think you are? The trivial ones dare to control me, it's really a crime. Death! But forget it, in my eyes, you are already a dead person anyway, and I don't have to care about a dead person. Qili, when do you want to be there in a daze?"

Blond Lolita seemed to have lost the patience to continue speaking, her monster blood pupil turned to the other side, staring coldly at the priest in black.

"I know, but before that, there is one thing I must confirm first."

The priest in black did not go to see the blonde loli, his eyes stayed beside Joan from the beginning to the end.The gray pupils gleamed with a complex look, and what reflected from it was a beautiful figure with silver hair, like a blooming hydrangea.

"Why are you here, nun."

The words and deeds of the priest in black surprised everyone present, especially Karen, who was guarded by Joan.

She knew very well that this vile priest was talking to herself. He knew herself?

The memory buried in the bottom of my heart was re-excavated. One year ago, two years ago, five years ago, ten years ago, or even earlier, she was adopted by the priest of the church before she started. For more than ten years, she has been She lives in the church and the monastery, and later because of her special physique, she became a trainee's substitute. Since then, she has been responsible for assisting the church in completing the task of fighting against the devil.

But even so, Karen rarely comes into contact with outsiders, even the priests and nuns of the church, so she doesn’t have a special reflection on the priest in black, but what makes her strange is that she carefully looks at this When the priest was a priest, an indescribable sense of familiarity surged into my heart, it was a feeling of blood connection.

The memory is pushed forward again. Before being adopted by the church, she, who is not sensible, retains few memories, the gentle mother lying in the hospital bed, and the father who can’t remember her appearance and speaks less, and mother’s. His name is Claudia Aldysia, and Karen inherited his mother's surname. As for that father, what is his name?What are you talking about?It seems to be a Japanese name, and there seems to be a word for "ritual". Since I was too young at that time, my memory was very vague.

After that, I never asked about the name of the'father' who abandoned her. I heard from the priest that he seemed to be alive. However, in the past ten years, he has not visited Karen once, so , To Karen, he is a stranger, not even as cordial as the priests and nuns of the church.

Huh?Why do I suddenly think of that cold-blooded man?Obviously, I have forgotten it a long time ago.

I don't know when, a gleam of water vapor filled Karen's eyes, and she cried, yes, she shed tears without warning.

"Huh? I... why cry?"

Karen wiped the corners of her eyes incomprehensibly, all of this was the fault of the priest in black. He sneaked a sneak attack on Sister Joan and reminded her of memories she didn't want to remember.

"Who are you! A man with a lifeless facial paralysis! I don't know you, why do you ask so much? You mean, shameless, sinister villain, how dare you count on chastity... Sister Ruler, you want to kill me, you! A demon in a priest's skin! Why don't you die! I just feel sick when I hear you, and I feel sick when I see your face with paralyzed face, so let me purify you."

Let the dumbfounded anger of Ku Churing and Jeanne spit out from Kallen's mouth.

And the priest in black couldn't help his brows beating slightly.