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Chapter 482: What did Joan of Arc understand?
"Wow?"

Joan of Arc opened the notebook to check the contents, and she immediately took a breath of cold air. A blush crept up her cheeks like fire, and sweat was so thick that it seemed like it was about to drip down.

This is no longer the level of being cool, it's already yellow!

"——You, you are an angel!"

Jeanne turned to look at Moss and condemned him in a trembling voice: "How can you draw such vulgar things? You...you are depraved!"

Mo Si laughed dumbly: "Who doesn't know this?"

Seeing that she was not ashamed but rather proud, Joan of Arc was so angry that her breathing stagnated and she stammered out a few words: "How could you... do this!"

Even though she's dressed shabbily, she's still an angel after all.

How could...how could this be...Ouch!
Joan of Arc didn't even dare to utter those words.

"Don't panic, calm down."

Moss patted Joan of Arc on the shoulder and said seriously: "Joan of Arc, there is nothing wrong with pursuing happiness. This is a right given to us by God."

Jeanne was slightly startled and said, "But any behavior other than giving birth is unchaste."

Moss smiled and shook his head.

Jeanne asked, "Am I wrong?"

Mo Si smiled faintly and said, "You only know one thing, not the other."

Jeanne asked curiously, "How do you say that?"

Mo Si said: "Mortals cannot discipline themselves, so they need precepts, but you are different. You are a saint who has received divine revelation. Your heart is more important than these precepts."

Then he picked up the pictures in the book and asked in a low voice: "When you look at these pictures, do you have any impulse in your heart?"

Jeanne nodded subconsciously, then immediately realized what was happening and shook her head quickly: "No, no, no, that kind of thing... I don't have... no!"

Moss said: "Don't be embarrassed, this is also part of the apocalypse."

"Ah?" Joan of Arc was stunned.

Moss continued: "You know, God is omniscient and omnipotent. Everything you feel is a revelation from Him."

Joan of Arc was puzzled and asked, "My Lord once gave me a revelation. That revelation was to let me lead the French people to repel the English. But what does this revelation mean?"

Mo Si said: "It means that you can shiver and release yourself!"

"Ah?" Joan of Arc was stunned again.

Moss continued to whisper devilishly: "Besides, this is just a painting. In the world of painting, why bother with all the red tape? In the world of painting, releasing yourself will not hurt others, but will also make yourself happy. It can also promote economic development and maintain world peace. Why not do it?"

Jeanne had never expected that this small book could contain so many important meanings. She asked, "Is this why you dress so pretentiously?"

"Uh……"

Mo Si pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "That's right! If you don't occupy the position of public opinion, others will occupy it. The same is true. If we angels and saints don't occupy this area, the demons will occupy it. Just think about it, demons, that would be terrible!"

When Joan of Arc heard this, her intuition as a leader who had led troops in battles gave her a flash of inspiration, and she said with sudden realization: "You are right! I understand!"

Mo Si asked curiously: "...What do you understand?"

Jeanne thought she was testing her, so she smiled and said, "Humans can't get rid of Seser. This is like a war. Instead of letting the devil occupy Seser and call on humans, why don't we do it!"

Mo Si was slightly startled, then nodded and said, "...As expected of a Saint, you have easily comprehended this realm."

Jeanne smiled.

Not far away, there were two figures, one black and one white. The black one had silver hair and red eyes, and was wearing a black one-piece leather jacket, with chains wrapped around his body, except for the skin on his upper arms and thighs on the left side of his body.

The skin was not normal flesh color, but bluish white, like the skin color of a zombie.

Although her skin color is creepy, it is not dry and damaged like a zombie. Every inch of her is plump and her figure is also very good. It is Ladymon Dark Lucy!

The white one is a blonde beauty, dressed like a pope, dignified and holy, yet gorgeous and sexy. She is Angewomon X Lucy.

Black Lucy looked at Lucy and asked, "Is that how you were convinced by her?"

Lucy asked back, "Don't you think it makes sense? Instead of suppressing desire, it is better to overcome desire, and if you want to reach that step, the first step is to adapt."

Dark Lucy was dumbfounded and couldn't help but complain: "...You have completely turned into her shape!"

Lucy held her hands in front of her and said in a sincere and expectant tone, "All of this is to lead all living beings to the light."

Black Lucy pointed at the area on Lucy's body that was not covered by the fabric and thought to herself, "My exposure is only 20%, but hers is at least 50%!"

Thinking that she, a devil, was actually more conservative than an angel, she gnashed her teeth in anger and condemned, "To use such means... It's despicable!"

Lucy spread her hands and sighed, "If you can't understand, then it's useless for me to say more. What a pity."

Black Lucy was speechless for a while.

……

In the outside world, time passes by every second.

Since the Saber team and the Berserker team were already partners, they gathered together openly at this moment and discussed in low voices.

Irisviel said, “We can rule out number four.”

Photo number 4 is [Shirou Emiya standing with Illya, Sera, and Lijielit.jpg]

Saber glanced at it and asked, "Why?"

Irisviel said, "Kiritsugu is my husband. Shirou, who is standing with Illya and the others, is of course Illya's husband. He has changed his surname to Emiya after marrying into the family."

Saber and Berserker looked at each other and thought what a domineering logic.

Matou Sakura said: "Impossible!"

Matou Kariya asked: "Why?"

Matou Sakura said: "Senior changed his last name to Emiya because he was adopted by Kiritsugu-sensei, not because he married into the family."

Irisviel pointed at photo number six and said, "But you see, the Shirou in priest clothes was definitely not adopted by Kiritsugu. This shows that the experiences of these Shirou variants are different, and the reasons for changing their surnames to Emiya should also be different."

Matou Sakura opened her mouth, about to speak, then murmured, "...It's really hard to refute."

Irisviel smiled complacently.

After eliminating one photo, there are six left.

Matou Sakura said: "In this case, photo number six is ​​impossible. I cannot approach you without permission. It's all my grandfather's order. And the reason why my grandfather let me approach you is that you are Kiritsugu's adopted son. But actually, before that, I already liked you, hehe..."

At the end of her speech, she fell into some fantasy again and burst into strange laughter.

Matou Kariya curled his lips and muttered, "That damn old man Zōken! If he were still alive, I would definitely beat him to death with my own hands!"

In the past, he often didn't dare to have such thoughts, but now it is different. He has been reborn and is confident that he can kill Matou Zouken.

Berserker said: "Excluding number four and number six, there are still five possibilities. We need to eliminate at least three more before we can definitely get a point."

(End of this chapter)