Fate: I Was Defeated By Two Rituals At The Beginning

239 Shakespeare's Theater! Joan Of Arc Collapsed!

"Hahahaha!!! Are you three the only ones who want to destroy me?"

Achilles drove the chariot around Heidai, Heizhen, and Miyamoto Musashi.

"The premise is that you have to hit me! I know that your Noble Phantasms are not weak, and delaying them will not give you a chance to use them!" Achilles continued to say sarcastically.

As he turned, he bumped into the three of them from time to time.

At first, the three of them would jump away from the impact of the chariot.

But because Achilles' words were too arrogant, when he launched the chariot attack again this time, only Heida jumped away. "Ichigemoto Musashi and Kurosada were still standing there.

"Hey, what are you two doing?" Heida asked in confusion.

"I've long been unhappy with him!" Hei Zhen shouted.

"Me too, I won't hide anymore, I'm going to jump on the chariot and beat him!" Miyamoto Musashi shouted.

"Hahahaha, are you too scared to move under the iron wheels of my chariot? Then I will take your heads!" Achilles accelerated towards Kurosada and Miyamoto Musashi.

The moment the chariot crashed into the two of them.

Miyamoto Musashi immediately activated his unique skill [No Sky], making his body invincible for a second. In this way, he withstood the damage caused by the collision of the chariot, grabbed the white horse on the chariot, and then rode directly to the white horse. above.

The same goes for Heizhen. At that moment, she activated [Foamy Dream], making herself invincible for a second. She also vomited blood as a sacrifice, gaining stronger magic power. She hugged the brown horse on the chariot, like Just kill the horse.

With her efforts, the chariot's trajectory deviated a lot, but it was still difficult.

Then she saw Miyamoto Musashi riding on the horse, and she imitated him and rode on the brown horse.

"Hey! You two, get off here!" Achilles was angry.

He does not allow others to ride on his beloved horse.

Then he brandished his spear and stabbed the two people on the horse. Miyamoto Musashi blocked it with his knife, but Kurosada was even more ruthless, relying on the length of the flag, and even counterattacked Achilles.

The three of them started fighting on top of the chariot.

Hei stared blankly on the ground, suddenly feeling as if nothing happened to him.

"md, I don't have any defensive skills, right..."

On the other side, after Shakespeare clapped her hands, Joan's eyesight went dark.

Then suddenly, she found herself back in the village where she had been a village girl.

"This is..." Jeanne was stunned for a moment.

"This is an illusion, this must be Caster's Noble Phantasm!"

Suddenly, his mother appeared next to 110. As soon as she saw her, she wailed: "Why are you being burned at the stake?"

"Why did you have to be laughed at for 18 years?"

Joan of Arc looked a little confused. Just now she thought this place was quite real, but now it was revealed as soon as she opened her mouth. It was too dramatic...

Then her mother rushed over and hugged her, saying, "Didn't you set out after being inspired by the Lord? Listen to me, don't go anymore, can you stay?"

"No, I want to go. The people of France cannot live without me! Moreover, I am not only saving this country, but also something bigger..." Joan of Arc said.

"Ahhh..." her mother continued to cry.

Joan of Arc looked around and then asked: "Caster, are you satisfied with this?"

"No, no, no, the fun has just begun!" Shakespeare laughed.

"Then, let's move on to the second act!"

Then the curtain pulled and the scene suddenly changed.

Came to the battlefield of Orleans.

"Wait, don't kill me!" a walk-on soldier wailed.

Then he was killed.

Joan of Arc stood in the center of the battlefield and watched indifferently.

"You are covered in blood, my lady saint!" Shakespeare laughed.

"You tell me everything is the same. Since everyone and I have dirty hands, we won't be afraid of the cruelty of the battlefield!" Joan of Arc said.

Then Shakespeare sat up dressed as a general and said with a smile: "Then I ask you as the agent of Charles VII!"

Joan of Arc was shocked by his fake corpse.

Then Shakespeare suddenly dressed as an ordinary soldier on the side and said: "You risked your own life, went to the battlefield in person, your hands were stained with blood, and saved France!"

"In the end, he was burned at the stake. From our point of view, it was betrayal and tragedy. It's imminent!"

Shakespeare controlled everyone and asked in unison: "Even so, do you believe in your Lord?"

"Of course!" Joan of Arc said resolutely.

"My death is an arrangement of fate. When I raise the flag in my hand, I have lost the qualification to be happy in my hometown!"

Seeing no effect, Shakespeare snapped his fingers.

The scene continues to change.

The scene returns to the scene when Joan of Arc was insulted on the street before her execution.

"Bad taste!" Joan cursed.

The cavalryman on horseback leading Joan of Arc turned around, revealed Shakespeare's face, and said with a smile: "Sorry, the prop master made the wrong costume!"

"Huh?" Jeanne looked confused.

"The real prisoner is already on the execution ground!" Shakespeare laughed.

Jeanne looked ahead.

————It was actually Jiang Yihong who was being held on the execution ground.

Then, Joan of Arc suddenly showed a pair of dead fish eyes.

"Why did you arrange for this bastard to be up there? Does he have anything to do with me?" Joan of Arc said with disgust.

"What's more, it would be better if this bastard died and the world would be clean!"

"Hahaha! I didn't expect the Holy Lady to hate the existence of a person so much!" Shakespeare laughed.

"My Noble Phantasm is based on people's memories."

"That's right, Holy Lady, burning Jiang Yihong to death is exactly the reflection of your heart!" Shakespeare laughed.

"Oh!" Jeanne said speechlessly.

"You must think it's okay to burn a guy who goes back on his words, acts unscrupulously, and is not even a very good person, right?" Shakespeare laughed.

clatter!

He continued to snap his fingers and said: "But this bad guy you want to burn to death has saved the world several times!"

"What?" Joan of Arc was immediately paralyzed.

"It seems that the Holy Lady doesn't understand this person at all, and she just hates him based on her one-sided impression!" Shakespeare laughed.

Then, the scene entered a slide-like change.

First slide.

Jiang Yihong held up the Nine Characters and Standing in a world full of black mud erosion, and climbed out of the black mud with three women in his arms. His figure was as heroic as Hercules who saved Olympia.

Second slide.

Jiang Yihong resisted the punctured body and embraced the girl who had been eroded by the black cup and wanted to destroy the world. In his kind expression, there was no trace of hatred for the girl, and he purified the girl's heart. .

His figure at this moment was far different from what Joan had known. She never expected that bitch to do such a thing.

Third slide.

Jiang Yihong stood on the top of the mountain, released hope from Pandora's box, and saved the entire parallel world that was about to collapse, and he boldly declared that he would save everyone.

This shocked Jeanne's heart.

She had no idea that Jiang Yihong would do such a feat. Was he that sneaky bastard?

Slide 4.

Jiang Yihong was lying on the ground sleeping.

"Sorry, it seems that his consciousness was replaced and saved the computer world composed of consciousness. I can't read it here, so I'll skip it!" Shakespeare said helplessly.

clatter!

Shakespeare snaps his fingers again, and the scene reaches the execution ground.

Jiang Yihong was being tied to a torture device, and when a fire started, Jiang Yihong was swallowed up by the fire.

"My Noble Phantasm is based on human memory. In other words, the saint wants to burn this hero who has saved the world many times!" Shakespeare laughed.

"No, no, I didn't want to kill him!"

After saying this, Zhen De suddenly rushed towards Jiang Yihong, trying to save him.

But with instruments of torture tied to his hands, he stopped when Shakespeare pulled him.

"Lord Saint, please don't interfere with our actors' performance, okay?" Shakespeare laughed.

Then Shakespeare was so angry that Joan of Arc smiled and said: "By the way, why would our saintly lady want to kill the great hero who saves the world?"

"This..." Jeanne was speechless for a moment.

"Okay, let's enter the last act!" Shakespeare laughed.

The scene changed and we came to a castle full of blood.

Shakespeare picked up the puppet on the side and said: "It seems that it cannot be simulated. I feel that this scene is not enough to be judged!"

Joan looked blankly at the broken puppets covered with blood around her, and asked: "This is..."

"This is a substitute for Tiforge City, do you understand?" Shakespeare laughed.

"It must be Guildre's castle." Jeanne realized.

"Are you trying to kill these kids in front of me?"

Gildray, Bluebeard, a demon who kills children, but is also the former general of Joan of Arc.

"No, no, no, there is a more suitable actor than me!" Shakespeare laughed.

After saying that, Gildre, wearing white armor, walked out, holding a sphere in his hand.

"Oh, isn't this Joan of Arc?" Gildrey laughed.

"That's enough, what's the use of bringing out such simulated characters?" Joan of Arc said to Shakespeare.

"You want to use your Noble Phantasm to trap me, but it seems you have reached your limit, right?"

After saying this, Joan of Arc tried to transform into a Noble Phantasm. The flag was looming and ready to appear, but it was still suppressed by Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm, but it was only a matter of time.

"That's true, but please tell me you made a mistake! He is not a puppet I simulated, he is a real heroic spirit!" Shakespeare pointed at Gildre and smiled.

"What?" Joan of Arc was confused on the spot.

"Yes, I am a servant, here in response to Caster's call!" Gildre said with a smile.

"Are you really...Jill?" Joan of Arc was surprised.

"Yes, he is the real Marshal Gill! Although he is just a follower in disguise!" Shakespeare laughed.

Gildrey smiled, and then said: "Compared to this, Joan of Arc, after all, I am also a Servant, so when I came to see you, I helped you realize a wish.

Then, Gildray opened the cloth wrapping the sphere in his hand, revealing the head of Jiang Yihong.

"What? Gil, why did you kill him?" Joan of Arc shouted in horror.

"What? Am I fulfilling your wish?" Gildrey laughed.

"My... wish?" Jeanne asked in panic.

"Yes, haven't I been fighting for your wishes? I was alive and still am now!" Gildre said with a smile.

"But why do I have the desire to kill Jiang Yihong?" Jeanne covered her head and fell to her knees on the ground.

"Why? Maybe it's jealousy!" Gildrey laughed.

"How is it possible... that I would be jealous of him for being such a bastard?" Joan of Arc asked in confusion.

Yes, he is obviously a bastard, but he has saved the world many times, has a lot of confidantes around him, and lives happily in this world!

And you, Joan of Arc, you are obviously a saint who saved the world, but you are betrayed, spurned, and owed to your duty!

Why is there such a big difference in treatment even though we both saved the world? I would be jealous just thinking about it!" Gildre analyzed slowly.

"I'm jealous of Jiang Yihong...I want a great hero to die..." Joan of Arc muttered to herself in confusion.

"Yes, you are a saint. Shouldn't you put all your emotions behind your head? Why do you feel jealous and hateful?" Shakespeare added with a smile.

"To put it bluntly, you are not responding to the call of the Lord at all, nor are you willing to sacrifice to save France, you!

—I just want to enjoy the fame and fortune that I can get from this!

Although you won't get it during your lifetime, you have also enjoyed the reputation for hundreds of years, so you are very satisfied, until--you meet someone who will get the reputation both before and after his death.

man!

You are jealous, you are resentful, you are afraid, you want to kill him - you are not the kind of saint you think at all! You are just an ordinary girl full of jealousy and evil intentions!"

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Joan of Arc's faith collapsed, and she wailed crazily.

"Hahahaha!" Gildrey and Shakespeare laughed together.

"Don't worry, no matter how filthy you are, I will still love you, Joan of Arc!" Gildrey smiled.

"Stop talking, stop talking, it's not like this, it's not...wuwuwu——"

Joan of Arc lay on the ground, her defenses completely shattered.

"You are just a girl after all. Talking about abandoning the seven emotions and six desires is nothing compared to me, a master of writing emotions!" Shakespeare laughed.

"Joan of Arc, compared to you who are so dishonest, now I invite Lord Amakusa, who has successfully saved the world and is like a saint before and after death, to appear!"

At this time, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada came out of the Great Holy Grail and said with a smile: "The third magic is completed! The world has been redeemed!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

The three men laughed.

Looking at Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, who looked like a saint, Jeanne completely collapsed and wailed: "Ahhhhh--"

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