Chapter 218

When he realized this, his eyes widened slightly. The more he thought about it, the more possible it was. When Faldius looked up at the direction of Nuoyan in the sky again, he found that Nuoyan was no longer there.

He had left to hunt the next target.

After figuring it out, Faldius turned around and called his superior. During the call, he subconsciously thought of one thing.

That is, can they really stop him?

... If they were really sure, these five days would not have been so peaceful.

Soon, Faldius had a conclusion in his heart.

"By the way, possessing the most useless student under the monarch who has no magic circuits and can't do magic... This really fits the definition of the weakest."

When he said this, he couldn't help laughing.

After all, Nuoyan was the weakest of all the heroes in ancient Greece.

It was because Weber worked overtime to disguise Nuoyan, so in fact, except for those who knew the actual situation, people like Faldius classified Nuoyan's situation as being attached.

Just like Ishtar's possession, it was a product born because of the Holy Grail War.

After all, even in the magic world, a person who had a record of being dead in the Age of Gods suddenly resurrected in this era and studied under a monarch-level professor, which was inevitably too far-fetched.

So, then.

In the police station of this city, Xueyuan City.

......

The police station,

When Joan of Arc was detected, the people who were not aware of it had already been dismissed and the magic for people to leave was set up.

And Joan of Arc had actually been here for quite some time.

But since she stepped into this place, she has been trapped in a very high-standard illusion.

This is actually the real Caster summoned in this Holy Grail War, and the treasure of Francois Prelati, the magician who lived at the same time as Joan of Arc and has lived until now.

The treasure - Rayan City does not exist, so the madness in the world will never end!

Francois used his treasure to create a big fire, a church, and the girl who was tied to it and burned alive... Yes, it was the scene when Joan of Arc died.

Francois repeated this illusion in front of Joan of Arc over and over again, and deliberately simulated people's scolding and roaring at Joan of Arc.

By the way, according to this person's words, it can be known that Joan of Arc's original experience is actually related to her.

And for all this in front of her, Joan of Arc has always just watched quietly, with no sadness, no pain, only calmness and gentleness in her beautiful water blue eyes.

She walked among the people who scolded her, looking for the figure of that person in front of the death scene that repeated again and again.

And now, Joan of Arc has found it.

She stopped in front of the girl who was as delicate as a doll, shouting and cursing her, and laughing happily in the noisy crowd.

"Francois."

Looking at Franois, who had changed so many bodies and now became a woman, Joan of Arc said to her calmly in the dazzling firelight: "I found you."

After the words fell, the illusion collapsed.

Walking out of the illusion, Joan of Arc appeared in the police station again.

In the police station, in addition to Joan of Arc and Franois in front of her, there were 28 police officers holding fake treasures, and the police chief Orlando who was the master.

"Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc, you are finally here, are you looking for me? I am so happy, really so happy!"

The illusion disappeared, and Franois, the initiator, was like a person who was out of his own world at this moment, showing an innocent smile that was disguised to perfection, and even dancing excitedly in front of Joan of Arc.

Joan of Arc did not respond to her, but looked at the sheriff who was looking at her calmly, and the 28 police officers who were holding fake treasures and surrounding her.

"Saint Joan of Arc, I have something to ask you."

Sheriff Orlando, who also ignored the hypocritical Francois performance beside him and looked meticulous, said: "Are you responding to the Holy Grail as a Ruler?"

The Ruler class has some privileges in the Holy Grail War, such as being able to see through the true name and information of the servants, being able to explore the servants within ten kilometers around, and being able to use the Command Spell twice on each servant.

This is also the reason why Joan of Arc directly said Francois's true name and knew her situation.

"Yes." Joan of Arc nodded.

"Then since you are the judge, why are you interfering in the Holy Grail War like this?" Sheriff Orlando frowned and asked.

Hearing this, Joan of Arc smiled lightly, put her hand on her chest, and responded softly: "Because I came here to respond to the Holy Grail this time, to help him get the Holy Grail."

"Help others get the Holy Grail?"

When Joan of Arc said this, even Francois was stunned, with an incredible expression, looking at Joan of Arc...looking at this saint.

"Yes." Joan of Arc nodded, and spoke again, saying: "This is the revelation given to me by the Lord, and at the same time...it is also my own judgment.

This Holy Grail War is too special, and the scope of influence is originally very large. Many innocent people will be involved, but when he appears, everything is changed."

"The Lord told me that the hope of ending everything and stopping the tragedy lies in him, and later I saw with my own eyes how he stopped the spread of disasters, how he saved innocent lives, and the little wish in his heart..."

Speaking of this, Joan of Arc couldn't help but laugh lightly, saying: "So I came here to help him get the Holy Grail and stop everything."

Hearing this, Francois tilted his head thoughtfully and said: "Is this the legend that the goddess of justice personally raised the gold content of the scales of judgment?"

"But it's still so funny, Joan of Arc, you actually raised the flag of protection for others!"

After saying that, Francois laughed unscrupulously, and her other side, the servant who was summoned, also appeared and laughed with her.

The two laughed so hard that they fell to the ground without any image.

"No, when I came here, I knew that I was not qualified to be the judge in this Holy Grail War, so I had already put down the flag."

Joan of Arc still spoke softly, and at the same time took out the sword that had always been hanging on her body, the Sword of Saint Catherine.

The treasure - the Holy Maiden of the Red Lotus!

At this time, Joan of Arc armed herself with the concept of crystallized mental landscape, and manifested the flames that had burned herself in the past. This flame would only cause harm to the target she thought must be defeated, just like the purifying fire sent down by the gods, which could burn everything.

The price is that when she pulled out this sword, cut her palm with the silver sword, and prayed to the Lord, her body would once again endure the burning of the raging fire and leave.

This is a treasure that Joan of Arc can use at the cost of her own life.

Francois, who was laughing at first, was stunned at this moment.

She watched Joan of Arc slowly pull out the silver sword, watched the flames emerge from the sword, burn, and gradually begin to entangle Joan of Arc.

It was as if the scene in history where Joan of Arc died in the fire of judgment was reproduced.

Francois let her watch the illusion for such a long time, but she didn't expect that when she came out of the illusion, Joan of Arc would actually perform a wave on the spot!

Her face changed slightly, just as she and the servant she had transformed into in the past were about to stop Joan of Arc together, and the sheriff who noticed something was wrong also looked gloomy and was ready to take action.

"What should I say... Really, there is no need!"

A finger stretched out and pressed the hand that was slowly pulling out the holy sword, ignoring the burning fire of judgment.

In Joan of Arc's slightly stunned eyes, Nuoyan appeared here and pushed the holy sword back.

Nuoyan looked at Joan of Arc in front of him speechlessly and said: "I asked you to delay them, not to play self-destruction... If you want to self-destruct, just self-destruct, don't use the banner of helping me!"

When I think of myself and her in Chaldea in the future, I guess we will meet often. If she really succeeds in self-destruction, I owe her a favor.

Thinking about Nuoyan makes my scalp numb!

"When I heard them say that you didn't need help and had to deal with the people here alone, I felt something was wrong. Fortunately, I ran over first. You... how can you be so scheming!

What's the matter, you want me to feel guilty, and you want to use this to blackmail me to draw you a picture.

I tell you, this is absolutely impossible!"

Hearing this, Joan of Arc came back to her senses, and her expression on her face became visibly flustered. She hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, that's not what I mean. I just want to help..."

"You call this helping, but you are clearly making trouble!"

Nuoyan looked at her unhappily and said, "You are malicious!

I tell you, I won't buy it... Forget it, let's talk it over if you don't blow yourself up. It's not that I can't draw you a picture."

"No, I really... Hey, wait, are you willing to draw me a picture?"

Joan of Arc's eyes lit up.

"You said you didn't do it for my painting!"

Nuoyan opened his eyes wide,

Joan was flustered and incoherent again, but she couldn't completely refute it on this matter.

There was no way. After witnessing the scene of the night sky being the canvas and the stars painting, it was like the scene of the painting of Artemis, the moon goddess of the gods.

Even she, a saint, couldn't resist such temptation.

Seeing Joan of Arc so flustered, Nuoyan pretended to look down on her, and couldn't help but smile slightly at the corner of his mouth until Joan of Arc found out.

At this moment, Joan of Arc suddenly realized that this young man who was raised to the scales by the goddess of justice himself was not so upright and holy.

In fact, he was still very narrow-minded. There were many people written in his grudge book, and he even dared to retaliate against the gods.

He also loved to play tricks on people. There was a reason why so many people around him liked to watch him.

But it is precisely because of this that those heroes and gods can never do anything to him and can only choose to pamper him.

After realizing that she was teased, Joan of Arc couldn't help but puff up her cheeks slightly.

Seeing that Nuoyan, who understood her reaction, decisively turned his eyes away and looked at Francois and Sheriff Orlando on the side.

Sensing Nuoyan's gaze, just when Francois stood up, grabbed the hem of his skirt and was about to salute Nuoyan with a smile.

"I heard that Joan of Arc was persecuted at the beginning because of your behind-the-scenes tricks... And, to be honest, you are really stinky. How many people's bodies have you replaced, and how many curses of innocent people have you carried on your body?"

At this time, Nuoyan, who was wearing a flawless white holy robe, had bright golden eyes and flashes of lightning in his eyes.

As he said that, before Francois could react and reply, Nuoyan continued: "And you, you have been spying on me every two or three days. I have warned you but you still don't restrain yourself. You really think I have no temper, right?

And Joan of Arc, you want me to owe you a favor and threaten me to paint for you, no way!"

I really don't!

At this moment, even Joan of Arc felt that her breathing became a little rapid.

"But..."

With a smile, Nuoyan raised his hand and took out the pure white paintbrush.

"I feel it's pretty good to let you owe me a favor and have to work for me in the future."

After saying that, Nuoyan dropped the paintbrush in his hand.

Then, everyone felt that in the blink of an eye, everything around them became dark, and a dark road of no return came to everyone's feet.

There were red spider lilies blooming on the side of the road, and the fruitless poplars.

At the same time, there was also the sound of horses running.

The sound came from far to near.

The carriage from the underworld ran over, and there was a vague shadow of a man sitting on the carriage.

The sheriff and all the others could not move at all in this situation, and could only watch the carriage pass through their bodies and gradually go away.

Then the dark illusion disappeared, and when everyone came to their senses, they found that Francois had disappeared.

She went to the underworld where she should have gone long ago.

Before leaving, she couldn't even say a word or a scream.

"Okay!"

Later, when everyone was shocked and speechless because of the situation just now.

Nuoyan, who created this scene, seemed to have done a very small thing. He clapped his hands, put away the paintbrush, looked at Joan of Arc, and smiled: "In this way, you owe me a favor. You must work hard to repay my debt in the future."

"......Ah?"

Joan of Arc looked at Nuoyan in shock, confusion and some speechlessness.

"What? I helped you get rid of the guy who bullied you... Sheriff, do you mind if I call your servant?"

As soon as Nuoyan finished speaking, a phone rang in the police station.

Nuoyan walked forward thoughtfully and answered the phone.