Type-Moon: Root Seiko

Jeanne d'Arc, whose stats are incredibly high as a Saber, completely took Kyo's complaints as compliments.

She stubbornly endured Xiao Kuang's long hair, which transformed into a weapon and flew wildly, no matter how Xiao Kuang slashed at her.

The holy banner in her hand was clearly made of cloth, yet it completely blocked Xiao Kuang's sharp, long hair, which should have been able to cut through gold and jade. He could only watch helplessly as the holy maiden charged towards him like a wild boar!

This damn oppressive feeling... Looking at the saintess's smile, Xiao Kuang felt a chill run down his spine and quickly retreated!

I really don't know why Law can nullify his own Noble Phantasm; anyone who comes into contact with him loses their magic power.

And this saintess is even more frightening; she's absolutely rock hard!

"Zabaniya, the Dream Essence!"

This is the fourth Noble Phantasm released in a row; Kyoko sings a high-frequency song that is inaudible to the human ear.

This sonic resonance, which is elevated to a Noble Phantasm, can evaporate brain matter and cause a magician's magic circuits to go berserk. In theory, it is a killing move that no physical defense can withstand.

But the saintess remained completely unmoved... She didn't hear a thing! And she was unaffected!

Damn it, this magical power is driving Xiao Kuang crazy for the umpteenth time.

Through their previous exchanges and the completely unreserved explanations from this saintess and her master, Xiao Kuang already knew just how outrageous this saintess was.

As long as the fire of faith still burns in her heart, that sacred banner will never be broken or even defaced.

At the same time, all the damage she suffers will become the energy contained in her seemingly soft body, further enhancing her stats.

The thought of "unwillingness" is bound to exist to some extent.

The skills he painstakingly cultivated during his lifetime, the miracles comprehended by successive leaders of the sect.

She seemed so weak in the face of her faith.

I know about her life story; she was a girl who only went to war in the last two years of her life.

It was Joan of Arc's short yet heroic life that made the obscure Kyoko feel even more...unwilling.

Her very existence proves the correctness and steadfastness of her beliefs.

Even though the final outcome was still unjust, her influence has been far-reaching, and the ignorance of the world only serves to highlight her sanctity.

So, what about my faith?

Lord, why do you favor her but forsake me?

"...This ugly jealousy is proof of my immaturity!"

The one at fault is not this foreign saintess, but myself!

I haven't worked hard enough or been devout enough, that's all!

Kyoko, who was always seeking answers from herself and constantly getting stuck on her own ideas, changed her mind just before being knocked away by the Wild Boar Saintess.

She originally intended to continue maneuvering, using her abundant treasures to wear down the saintess.

But that's meaningless; the numerical gap between the two sides is too great, and I lack the means to truly break through the saintess's defenses.

But I also have my own advantages.

It is the technology that one accumulates through a lifetime of arduous practice, and the technology that the ancestors of the sect have continuously built up!

"'Zabaniya'!"

Kyoshiko unleashed her Noble Phantasm, originally designed for defense, transforming her muscles and bones into a hardness like crystal in a secluded valley, and charged towards the Saintess!

This seemed to surpass the revelation Joan of Arc had received, causing her to show a completely unexpected expression during battle, a rare occurrence for her.

Joan of Arc instinctively wanted to withdraw the holy banner for defense.

But to Kyoko, those movements seemed too cumbersome and immature, like those of a child with absolutely no fighting skills.

The berserker, as if he had no bones, instantly lowered his center of gravity, dodged the Holy Banner, and slipped into Joan of Arc's belly.

She focused her strength on one point and struck upwards with her palm!

"Gurgle~!"

Joan of Arc's chin took a sharp hit.

The enhanced body of the Kyoko, thanks to her Noble Phantasm, caused her to experience real pain.

The sect specializing in assassination, while its fighting skills are far less famous than its assassination exploits, are still among the best in the world.

Some legends even say that their martial arts spread to a larger country further east, where they established sects and branches.

Unfortunately, this legend was not elevated into the records of the Throne of Heroes; like most of their deeds, it vanished into the chaos.

But it doesn't matter.

Being a believer and a member of a religious sect is itself an accumulated achievement!

"Little Madman, you're so strong!"

"Don't call me Little Madman!"

Joan of Arc was completely overwhelmed in close combat and was repeatedly struck in vital areas with heavy blows.

Without the numerical values ​​of Heroic Spirits, Joan of Arc would have surely died from ruptured internal organs long ago, and might even have had her head blown off by a snake punch.

The attacks from the madwoman were relentless. Despite the fact that maintaining the physical enhancement Noble Phantasm for so long should have been very taxing, the mana supply remained smooth.

For Joan of Arc, who relies solely on numerical strength in combat, being dragged into the realm of martial arts would be disastrous.

Moreover, the length of the Holy Banner became a disadvantage against the overly agile Kyoko.

There was nothing else to be done, so Joan of Arc simply withdrew the holy banner.

The magical artifact vanished in the blink of an eye, and Jeanne gripped the sword at her waist.

Kyoshinko was also on high alert.

This was the first time she had successfully forced the saintess to draw her sword, which both alerted and excited her.

"Okay, that's enough."

Luo Zhen, who had entered the dojo at some unknown time, clapped his hands.

The crisp sound immediately cooled down the feverish heads of the two heroic spirit girls.

Joan of Arc's sword was halfway drawn when the golden flame that had been lit suddenly went out.

Luo Zhen met their gaze and said, "We have guests. You two should tidy up and come with us."

"He's the successor overseer of the Holy Church. After slacking off for so long, he's finally here."

Chapter 67 Nun, how old are you?

Joan of Arc was quite pleased that the church had finally sent a successor overseer.

Regardless of the circumstances, even though they are from different countries and eras, they are still compatriots who share the same beliefs.

Joan of Arc was actually very pleased that the church still existed hundreds of years later and still had the responsibility of remaining hidden and mysterious, protecting ordinary people.

"But the problem is that Father Kotomine made a mistake in his approach."

Joan of Arc took off her clothes in the dressing room and muttered to herself as she looked at herself in the full-length mirror.

Father Kotomine collaborated with the Tohsaka family to trick the church's higher-ups into giving him the sacred relic (his own sword).

He attempted to have a magician summon him to help Tokiomi Tohsaka obtain the Holy Grail.

In Joan of Arc's own opinion, these were all extremely offensive actions.

The participants in the Holy Grail War can form alliances among themselves, which is within their freedom and no one has the right to stop them.

However, under the guise of oversight, they have been colluding with one of the participants from the very beginning.

This is like the referee personally playing the game; it's incredibly damaging to the church's reputation.

Although Ryougi Shirou felt quite sorry for Father Kotomine and spoke well of him, mentioning things like his PTSD from the last Holy Grail War.

But if Joan of Arc were to say that she was truly summoned because of the Overseer's cheating and then learned these inside stories, she would definitely poke the old priest's eyes hard.

Trying to get yourself involved in this cheating is utterly shameless.

Even if forced by Command Seals, I will absolutely resist to the end!

...So to be honest, Joan of Arc was very worried about one thing.

"Can the new overseer salvage the church's image a little... even though he's already more than a month late?"

Joan of Arc put on a black front-fastening bra, lifted her legs, and put on black over-the-knee socks and sweatpants.

Next, a slim-fit black shirt, and then a tie, and you're all set.

Her clothing style leaned towards androgynous, because Joan of Arc was still a little embarrassed to wear overly light and airy dresses.

But the women's underwear of that era was very comfortable and easy to wear. Joan of Arc loved it and recently started trying out even more different styles.

Although life should be simple, this was, after all, a product of human progress, and Miss Joan of Arc enjoyed it with pleasure.

And...

Joan of Arc turned around in front of the mirror, lifting her long braid to check her body.

"Xiao Kuang is indeed a great beauty, but Luo Zhen's stare is a bit too blatant... Does he really prefer black?"