Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

To have his beloved kill him himself? Absolutely brilliant!

That heretic shouldn't have died so easily!

When they recalled what they had seen when they investigated Bluebeard's story—that he had killed so many children—people were filled with rage. Even when they looked at the malice of the evil in this world, including the marshal, they didn't seem so afraid anymore!

They may not be as malicious as the evil in the world right now, but their anger has surpassed their fear of malice!

However, some people found it strange that they seemed to have vaguely heard that the perverted madman had asked Joan of Arc to kill him.

real or fake?

Could they have misheard? It's impossible that the saintess he worships would kill him with her own hands and instead reward him, right?

However—on the other side, the marshal in the black mud, upon hearing the cruel god order the saintess to attack him, actually shed tears of joy.

But the next moment, he stopped laughing.

Because he overheard the conversation between God and his beloved saint.

Jeanne: "...!! That Noble Phantasm, you mean—my only offensive Noble Phantasm? The legendary incarnation scorched by flames—I understand."

Joan of Arc was not dissatisfied with the answer; on the contrary, she accepted it readily.

Even though that Noble Phantasm required sacrificing her own Spirit Origin, recreating the scene of her sacrifice before her death, she did indeed intend to end Gilles' evil with her own hands.

It all started because of her, so she should end it herself!

She couldn't blame Giles, but at the same time, she felt deeply guilty for Giles killing those innocent lives. She blamed herself for it all, so even the slight pain she suffered when using her Noble Phantasm didn't matter...

This little bit of pain doesn't even qualify as punishment!

"Wait, wait a minute—!!" The marshal's eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets!

He had a bad feeling...

The Noble Phantasm that embodies the legend of Joan of Arc being burned by flames?

What kind of Noble Phantasm would be one that embodies such a terrifying ending?

"No! You can't use that Noble Phantasm! Cruel God! Ahhhhhh!!! Are you going to abandon the Holy Maiden who is so loyal to you again? How cruel, how despicable! To make me suffer, you want that innocent and pure girl to sacrifice herself? Stop, stop... I will commit suicide to atone for my sins without Jeanne's intervention!"

Night: "Shut up!!!"

The domineering power of the Word of Power swept across the entire area and spread over the huge black mud. Giles was suddenly forced to quiet down and his mouth was forcibly sealed, but his eyes were still wide open and were now bloodshot!

Of course, Ye wouldn't actually let Joan of Arc die; even if she did, he could bring her back to life. But that didn't stop him from disgusting Gillespie.

While his devotion and sacrifices to Joan of Arc were indeed admirable, the despicable things he did made it all the more greedy for him to leave this world satisfied with a smile and a sense of redemption.

That's greed that even God couldn't stand!

If even the most heinous villains could be forgiven simply because they feel remorse and refrain from committing evil again, then this world would be far too dark!

Chapter 181 Exceptionally Effective Charm! (The End, all true injuries!)

Even though everything stemmed from obsession, it was resentment towards the dark and unjust French dynasty for betraying the saint, and anger towards the inactive God for the numerous evil deeds committed in this way.

But evil is evil.

True evil cannot be concealed by any excuse.

Gilles de Rais, a madman who, in an attempt to resurrect Joan of Arc, suffered a mental breakdown and a twisted faith, and deliberately became possessed to verify the existence of God.

If he had only sought revenge against the French monarchy and against God, without harming the innocent children, he might have been viewed with more respect.

Now, even the most pitiful person has their own hateful aspects. No matter how strong Gillespie's obsession with resurrecting Joan of Arc may be, he is not worthy of pity.

They went against their original intentions, just like that old man from the Matou family, who went from being a righteous messenger who wanted to save all mankind to getting lost in the long journey of time, forgetting his initial wish, and becoming a wicked old insect.

Their actions served no purpose other than proving that they were bad people.

To describe him in a few words: malicious, loud but weak, emotionally fragile, morally deficient, feigning illness... leaving one feeling no sympathy whatsoever.

There are many kinds of tragic heroes, but some people choose to degenerate and become anti-heroes.

If one encounters darkness, and is forced to transform into darkness to devour the innocent and pure white, how is that any different from the darkness of the past? The dragon slayer will become the dragon! The strong wield their swords against the stronger, and the weak wield their swords against the weaker!

No matter how relentlessly one tries to whitewash such a soul, the filth and grime cannot be concealed.

“Once your hands are stained with blood, they can never be washed clean—Gilderais, I forgive all evil and am willing to bring an end to all evil, to fight evil with evil, until only one being remains in this world, burdened with absolute evil. But—”

“The wicked should have a clear understanding of their own evil deeds. You are too greedy… If it were Abigail, she could probably tolerate this painful heart that is so deeply sinful yet still greedily seeking redemption. However, such indulgence will only lead to deeper darkness.”

He spoke calmly that night.

Abby, who had already become a well-behaved child, let out a cute exclamation in surprise: "Ah!"

Then Abby blushed with embarrassment and murmured softly, "Abby... oh..."

That's exactly the kind of thing she would do. Has Abby been criticized by God? How embarrassing!

Night: "You should know this well, Gilles de Rais. I'm just responding to your call in the way you do best. Giving hope to the desperate... and then—"

The marshal in the black mud: "!!!!!!!"

His body trembled violently, and suddenly tears of blood streamed down his face.

The words had already been murmured in his mind—and then… ‘To give those who have hope even deeper despair!’

That would be—the most beautiful… art!!

So that's how it is, so that's how it is, is that so?

At this moment, Giles was filled with remorse and finally believed in the existence of God again!

How could one know the highest art that he once took pride in if one had not been constantly watching the evil deeds one commits and paying attention to everything about him!

Divine punishment—it has truly arrived!

But this punishment came far, far too late, than he had imagined. (Having seen the story of World War IV from a narrative perspective, Giles's thoughts, in some ways, perfectly align with this; it truly is a God's-eye view.)

Although it was a misunderstanding, Giles had already accepted the idea in a self-consistent way and was wildly imagining it.

Then—! No, no, no, no, no, no!! Only…

However, Joan of Arc's suffering should not be used as punishment for him!

Confess to the great Lord in heaven, oh—! Sinner—Gilsteres, repents for the many evil deeds he has committed throughout his life…

It doesn't matter if he goes to hell or suffers any cruel punishment; let him bear it all alone.

Don't let Joan of Arc, you shouldn't let Joan of Arc suffer that pain in my place...!

The madness of regret and pain pierced Gilles' heart, and he even completely betrayed the evil he had always upheld. Gilles, who had been vaguely thinking of self-redemption because of the appearance of the three Joans, felt how tormented it was when the despair he had given to others came to him.

Gilles de Rais is going mad! And he now sees his former favorite art as a monstrous threat.

If you were to ask why not continue down the path of darkness, why not hate God, and why not simply continue marching forward on the road of 'the despairing art of death'...

Still need to ask?

As long as Joan of Arc remains on this battlefield, enveloped by the girl's charisma and radiance (filter), Gilles de Rais will never do anything disgraceful in front of the real Joan of Arc, the real saint. Doing so would only tarnish his faith—the glory of the saintly maiden, the light of salvation—which would be more painful for him than killing Gilles.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Bai Zhende had already drawn her sword...

Suddenly—Night spoke again: “Let Nadalk…”

Bai Zhen suppressed the sorrow in her heart and respectfully said, "Master...!!"

Night: "Redemption is mutual... I punish evil, yet I still protect good. If you feel pain, speak your heart."

Bai Zhen wanted to say something, but suddenly saw Ye's eyes, eyes that were as calm and majestic as a lake, yet as beautiful as the Milky Way.

She felt mercy from the Lord...

Even though it was said that Gillespie should receive the punishment she deserved, if Joan of Arc were to do something now, she might inadvertently redeem that devil, that murderer, which would undoubtedly be a violation of the Lord's command, but God still granted Joan of Arc his promise.

Even the god they worship, aside from his unfathomable and sublime divinity, also possesses astonishing humanity and is never lacking in flexible moral compass.

Just as he was willing to imbue the swords held by all those who condemned him with a glimmer of justice.

Even outcasts, even other evils, are allowed to wield their swords in a way that represents justice...

Such a magnificent divine oracle, such a great yet tender god, a god that inspires irresistible reverence and moves one to tears.

Joan of Arc felt that warmth. She was initially hesitant and reluctant to speak because of herself, but the moment she saw Ye's gaze, she understood something... as if she had sensed everything from that look.

In a daze—Joan of Arc, already somewhat lost in grief, was now even more captivated by that bewitching charm, and before she knew it, she had fallen for it again!

What's most terrifying is that at this moment, there are signs that she is willingly falling for the trap, and what's even more remarkable is that her favorability towards her is already skyrocketing.

When she came to her senses, Joan of Arc realized that she had been so captivated by the radiance of mercy that she had stared at God for a long time. Her ears turned red, and she lowered her head, flustered.

Wait, she just spaced out again? What's going on? Could she actually be a very horny woman?

Chapter 182 The Saintess's Little Thoughts, and the Still Satisfied Culinary Girl Although Her Heart Was Not in It

Alas, even on such a occasion, Joan of Arc felt deeply guilty!

For the village girl in the Moon World, who had only heard revelations but never seen the true face of God, the feeling that God originally brought her should be that of a kind father or elder.

But the young man's appearance at night made it difficult to regard him as a mere elder.

Just now, feeling an unimaginable warmth, the gentleness from God, and the feeling of being pampered, the village girl, who thought her faith was not firm enough, was captivated and even had thoughts of romantic love.

Moreover, this time I felt less fear and resistance.

On one hand, she morally condemned her own disloyalty and impurity, and on the other hand, she felt that she was indeed not a qualified saint, and she never thought of herself as a saint. Such an ordinary girl like her really couldn't resist such a powerful charm!

It's no wonder she was powerless; it's just that God is too charming.

The innocent young girl was filled with shame at the thought that once again flashed through her mind, especially in such a serious setting.

Although she can be a little mischievous at times, she also has a flexible moral compass like a saint, just like Ye, and she can also apply double standards when she meets someone she likes.

The Joan of Arc in this world was originally destined to have a romantic connection with Siegfried's family, but after Night came to this world, the Heroic Spirit Siegfried would naturally no longer have the opportunity to be born.

All the Siegs are night... If Joan of Arc really wants to fall in love with a member of the Sieg family, there is one here, and there is only one. It just depends on how bold she is.

While Joan of Arc was kind, she was not a saint, and she could even take sides when it came to those she loved, turning from an upright judge into a hypocrite.

She was a saint who became a nun later in life. Although she was kind and pure and had a firm faith in God, if we were to say which saint was most likely to betray God and become a follower of the rebellious God, she would be a very likely candidate!

Perhaps to conceal her true feelings, even if she could no longer suppress them and let them blossom and bear fruit, Joan of Arc would not dare to speak in such a public setting under the spotlight.

Although Jeanne's expression was so convincing that even Jeanne Alter could see the hint of something, she surprisingly refrained from uttering any sarcastic remarks and instead blushed.

Damn it!! You wretched country bumpkin, you're supposed to be a saint! Are you trying to steal the Demon King from me?!