1262 The Saint Under the Starlight

"Clang!"

That was the sound caused by the collision of steel and steel.

The sound turned into an impacting wind and wave, like a raging wave, and it was shocked in all directions.

Inside, a graceful figure suddenly flashed out of it.

Impressively, it was Joan of Arc.

However, at this very moment, Joan's attire changed drastically.

The ordinary casual clothes turned into the clothes of the clergy, and equipped with light armor on various parts of the outside.

In his hand, he was holding a flag.

The flag was rolled up on a long handle made of steel, with sharp spikes inlaid on the top, like a spear-like flag.

Holding such a flag, Joan escaped from the gust of wind at an astonishing speed, while shouting forward.

"Stop! Lancer from the red side...!"

However, the other party obviously wouldn't listen to Joan of Arc's words.

"laugh…"

Amidst the faint sound of piercing through the air, Karna charged forward from the front with a huge steel gun in hand.

That momentum was like a galloping chariot, his whole body was covered with raging fire, turning into a wheel of fire, attacking Joan of Arc.

The next moment, Karna stabbed out the sharp spear in his hand with an expressionless expression.

That stab pierced the space in an instant, splitting the airflow, like a flash of aurora, even the popping sound could never catch up.

Such a shooting is enough to be called a magic skill.

Of course, the person who swung such a blow could only have one purpose.

That is to literally kill the opponent.

"...!"

Joan gritted her teeth involuntarily, and quickly set up the weapon in her hand without caring about other things.

"Ding----!"

In the crisp sound,

The desperate stab that went straight to Joan's throat landed heavily on the flagpole, sparking a burst of sparks, creating continuous and violent friction.

The sharp gunshots continued to oppress him like this.

Joan could only hold up her weapon, while stalemate with Karna, while speaking to the hero in front of her.

"Why did you shoot me? What good will that do you?"

Although Joan is also a Servant, she has neither a Master nor a position. The reason why she was summoned is only to preside over the order of the Holy Grail War and maintain the progress of the Holy Grail War.

Joan's role is to referee.

Of course, the referee will not participate in the game, and has the right to ban the offender.

There is no doubt that it will be of no benefit to take action against such an existence.

At least, no matter what kind of sports you are in, you have never heard of a game where you can get benefits after taking a shot against the referee, right?

"This is the final warning."

Joan made a declaration to Karna who was exerting strength in the bursting sparks.

"If you don't stop, I will execute my privilege as a ruler and let you withdraw from the Holy Grail War."

This is not just lip service.

Joan of Arc does have such decision-making power.

This right to decide has become one of Joan's abilities, which can be clearly used.

Once used, the hero whose real name is Karna can only leave the field, and even the red camp will be questioned by Joan of Arc, and it will be difficult to move an inch in the next Holy Grail War.

pity…

"Such words are useless to me, ruler."

Karna looked directly at Joan of Arc, and spoke lightly.

"I have no need for the Holy Grail. I am here only to fulfill the Master's order. Since the Master asked me to kill you, no matter what the reason is, I will not stop."

The seemingly inhumane words made Joan immediately speechless.

But Joan of Arc could still hear what Karna meant.

No matter what, Karna only came here to carry out the Master's order.

No matter how outrageous and irrational this order is, Karna will not consider the reasons for it, and will only carry it out practically.

"If you want to use the privilege of being a ruler, you can do it anytime."

Karna's expression remained unchanged, he just said something.

"It's just that before that, I will definitely release my treasure and kill you."

As soon as the words fell, Karna's hand holding the gun suddenly trembled.

"clang----!"

Amid the loud clashing sound, Joan of Arc was shaken away again and took several steps back.

"..."

Joan of Arc maintained a blocking posture, silently looking at Karna.

"Om..."

Karna gently raised the sharp spear in his hand, and let the magic power that turned into raging fire be attached to it, squandering an astonishingly high temperature, distorting the surrounding light.

Looking at Karna like this, Joan couldn't help but sigh.

"Can't you compromise anyway?"

Joan made an ultimatum.

"It's useless to talk too much."

With an unquestionable attitude, Karna once again put on an offensive posture.

Joan of Arc knew that it was useless to say more.

"no solution anymore…"

Joan's expression gradually became calm.

However, Joan of Arc does not have the privilege to use the ruler.

After all, those privileges also have a limit on the number of times they can be used, so it's better to keep them as much as possible if possible.

In this situation…

"Choosing such an excellent ** for possession, I have to say, is really a lucky decision."

After Jeanne said such words, the atmosphere completely changed.

"Boom!"

It was the sound of stomping.

I saw that Joan of Arc stepped on the ground under her feet suddenly, and with an extremely calm expression, she turned into a mirage-like phantom in the strong wind, and rushed forward.

The speed is astonishing.

"———!"

Karna's expression froze, he swung the sharp spear in his hand without hesitation, turned around, and stabbed forward suddenly.

The tip of the gun pierced the atmosphere.

The flames vaporized the turbulence.

A fiery red flash passed by like a meteor.

"what…!"

What greeted us was only the voice of the saint.

"Clang!"

With the swift movement of the Holy Banner, Karna's meteor stab was easily bounced away.

In the next second, the holy flag in Joan's hand was like a roaring wind wheel, with a flexible and changeable trajectory, constantly attacking Karna.

Seeing the howling wind wheel coming towards him, Karna retreated suddenly, and the sharp gun in his hand set off waves of fire, facing the incoming attack.

"Clang, clang, clang——!"

The crisp sound of strikes was constantly being aroused, causing dazzling sparks and strong impacts to burst out uncontrollably.

Joan of Arc, as if intending to completely overthrow the previous disadvantage, changed her defensive position, and the holy flag in her hand was like a gust of wind, constantly swung towards Karna, and launched a fierce attack.

On the contrary, Karna changed his previous offensive and completely became the defensive side. The flaming sharpshooter was bounced away by the roaring holy flag one after another, dancing up and down in the waves of fire and sparks. , Suddenly, it was completely suppressed.

This made Karna's eyes change for a while.

Who knows, at this moment, there is also a change in Joan of Arc's body.

"Zheng——!"

That is brilliant starlight.

Like fragments of a spark, intense starlight emerged from Joan's body.

Under the cover of starlight, Joan of Arc's holy flag suddenly waved extremely.

"call----!"

Amidst the astonishing whistling sound, the suddenly accelerating holy flag swung forward.

Karna didn't have time to react.

"Boom!"

With the muffled sound, the whole person was sent flying.