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"Ugh...it flew out!"
But it didn't end there!
Brunhilde crawled quickly toward Jeanne d'Arc Alter in the manner of Nagasaki Motoyo, muttering to herself in a way that could give anyone goosebumps.
"Yeah yeah yeah!"
Jeanne Alter let out a desperate scream!
Blackie: Happy.
"Miss Brunhilde, you can't do this! Even though you're a fake Heroic Spirit, this behavior is still far ahead of its time..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly stepped forward to advise her, waving her hand in front of Brunhilde's eyes: "I know you are the lover of the great hero Sigurd, and the eldest sister among the Valkyries... this behavior is still—"
What are you talking about...?
Brunhilde wore an incredulous expression, a chilling, sickly smile spreading across her exquisitely beautiful face.
"I'm experiencing my older sister's love with all my heart! Do you understand...? This ever-growing emotion in my heart, and the burning sensation in my abdomen, are all signs of my older sister's love for me..."
The words fell.
Black Saber looked at Black Jeanne with some shock, and apologized sincerely, a rare occurrence for her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were this kind of person... I've lost. Your desires are so terrifying that even I, a tyrant king, am ashamed of myself."
Jeanne Alter's face flushed red with rage: "No... that's not true at all! You bastard, I'll burn you alive! Aaaaaah, you bitch!"
Why did this guy have to give up in this weird place?!
This kind of victory isn't happy at all... It's awful, I just want to crawl into a hole and disappear.
She simply wished to witness the friendship and love between family and friends among humans... She thought it would be a harmonious family like Joan of Arc and Isabella, with a sister and mother (no, that woman wasn't a sister...), so why did all these monsters and demons appear?!
And I'm causing trouble here, why isn't that woman coming out yet!
However, in reality, Joan of Arc can no longer be called out.
She was busy, busy gathering people for the final battle.
Moreover, Isabella is at most a phantom spirit, and without special needs and opportunities, she should be unable to be summoned.
Her only achievement was spending over a decade advocating for Joan of Arc's exoneration.
However, that's not necessarily true. It's possible that one day she'll be stitched together with other Servants and land on Earth, or at the very least, she might just be a supporting character... Anyway, it's better than John the Baptist landing on Earth with Salome.
His head landed safely.
"However...heh, perhaps there's some twisted side to my heart that I'm unaware of."
Jeanne Alter regained her original appearance and looked coldly at everyone, as if she had returned to the hostile scene in Orleans.
"Alright, let's get back to a proper conversation. I'm sure you guys aren't playing house with me here, are you?"
“Sure!” Fujimaru Ritsuka’s eyes lit up. “Want to come to Servenfamily? You can be my wife.”
"Hmm?" Blackie narrowed his eyes.
"Senior~~!" Mashu was a little angry.
"Damn it, who wants to be your wife... Tch~"
Jeanne Alter glanced smugly at Saber Alter, then turned away and said with disdain.
But her eyes seemed to say: See? My charm is greater than yours, you tomboy.
Can you tolerate it?
This is something Artoria would absolutely not tolerate!
"Fine, enough joking around. I've decided to kill you."
"Hehe, I couldn't be happier! I can't wait to see your annoying face break down!"
Jeanne Alter's flames of vengeance clashed with Saber Alter's black and red sword light. Since the opponent had the Holy Grail to replenish her mana at any time, it was all about the strength of the Servant and the quality of the Master.
"Since you are my sister's enemies, then you are my enemies too... Ahhh... It's all because of my sister's love... Hehehe... I~~"
"Shut up, focus on the enemy, you're disgusting!"
"Ah...so comfortable~~"
Even when the fake Brunhilde is being criticized, she can still feel this burning love. Although the setting is really too perverse, it cannot be said that this feeling is fake.
This feeling is similar to that of Shirai Kuroko in A Certain Scientific Railgun.
And so what if it's fake...
"There's no reason why a fake can never beat a genuine article in this world!"
"Today I'm going to show you that my forgery can absolutely surpass the original! Even if the final result is a bad piece, a piece of trash, and I'm told I'm not cut out for this kind of thing, I will still pour my heart and soul into making it surpass the original!"
"So there's no grudge from Orleans involved..."
"Back then, I was just a fixed machine that rejected her ideas. I was indeed a forgery, but so what? Even if I was a forgery... I could still have the desire to improve!"
"After all—after learning about Joan of Arc's story, there will always be a few who think that she should return from hell to seek revenge... As long as someone might think that way, then I can undoubtedly be considered part of Joan of Arc."
"An anti-hero born from dark killing intent and dark hatred, a class of Avenger!"
"I, Jeanne Alter, will crush you all with this blazing flame! Watch out, little vampire. I'm... a little different now."
Jeanne Alter's scorching flames rise.
Wielding an evil sword and wielding dragon energy, she wore a confident, wicked smile...
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt that such a smile was very beautiful and cool.
Kaku 1.
"Big sister, I'm here to help you!"
The fake Heizi...the fake Brunhilde, on the other hand, rushed to the front without hesitation, full of enthusiasm.
Logically speaking, she should be the kind of heroic spirit who laments, grieves, and then kills her beloved, but the shoddy alterations in the counterfeit work have turned her spirit origin into this.
Yes, I'm really sorry.
However, since Jeanne Alter launched the first attack, we can't just sit idly by.
Without a doubt, the bickering couple, Jeanne Alter and Saber Alter, have long disliked each other, so this time they're determined to fight to the death.
Brunhilde naturally approached Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash.
"Big sister... let me kill your enemy..."
Jeanne Alter turned her head to the side, and while dealing with Saber Alter's powerful slashes, she said with a wicked smile, "Sure, but only if you can take them down."
Fujimaru Ritsuka, Jeanne Alter personally experienced her fighting prowess in Orleans.
She withstood Fafnir's pressure head-on, using the body she had just fought with Martha to directly confront her, and even almost punched her into a chocolate Jeanne d'Arc.
If it were the genuine Brunhilde, she might have a chance to compete, given her potential "Beloved" special attack. Using her Noble Phantasm "Until Death Separates the Two" might achieve a decent effect.
However, a fake won't work. Even if she uses her Noble Phantasm, the one with the deepest special attack should be Jeanne Alter, who is the Master.
However... Jeanne Alter didn't feel any psychological burden.
It should be said that there is no psychological burden.
These Servants are merely her pawns. Anyone who disobeys Jeanne Alter can be eliminated on the spot... The reason she keeps them around is to achieve her own goals.
but...
"You're sending Brunhilde, that fake Servant, to fight the Master, which is tantamount to sending her to her death."
Black Saber forced Black Jeanne back, stood with her hand on her sword, and said calmly.
"Go to hell if you want to die. That kind of guy is just a pawn in my game. I was just making good use of him anyway."
Jeanne Alter glanced at the fake Valkyrie who had been blasted into the wall by Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka's combined attack, and said, "
"Because all the people I summon are idiots with personality defects."
"You really think so... As the original counterfeit, you could even be considered the first counterfeit Heroic Spirit, are you going to deny their emotions? You should be the Master!"
"Are you kidding... Do you think characters in games would like you in real life? Don't be naive, okay, Knight King! Just like how you conquer one female character after another in games... in the end, it's just pre-set data, right?"
"Those words of confession, those lies of 'I like you,' aren't they just falsehoods used to deceive human emotions? So...we were born as imposters!"
right.
That's definitely true, isn't it?
Fujimaru Ritsuka's ears twitched twice.
In other words... all those games she played before, and the Galgame heroines she romanced who said they liked her, were all fake.
This is just too cruel!
But
"You're lying, Hei Azhen!"
"What is Hei Azhen? That nickname is so corny!"
Black Jeanne strongly protested.
Fujimaru Ritsuka did not refute Jeanne Alter's protest, but instead lowered her eyes.
"Although those data are all fake... the feelings conveyed to readers, players... and all those people who come into contact with them are not fake."
The blonde girl thought for a moment and said, "So I think...whether it's Marshal Gilles's hatred...or the strange setup and absurd emotions we encountered with everyone before...I don't think it's fake."
"Everyone is trying to express their own ideas, and then making decisions that are the same as or different from the original... So for better or worse, I think this has surpassed the original and become a new original..."
"So, Hei Azhen must be like that too, right?"
"I want to become human..."
"Loneliness, fear, dread... Simply because you possess immense power but don't know how to use it... just a little girl wildly swinging a sword—no, a little girl with only a sword by her side... This must be something truly terrifying..."
You might feel lost.
Feeling fear.
But Fujimaru Ritsuka really didn't have time to be confused.
She is very powerful, but power alone cannot save everything.
Because one day someone will possess power greater than hers.
Therefore, we must constantly train, hone our will, fight, and learn...
Fujimaru Ritsuka lost a lot, and she might not even be able to control herself anymore... But in return, she also gained a lot.
No matter how bright the light, it cannot shine alone...
Therefore, Fujimaru Ritsuka does not consider herself a True Ancestor, but... she is a human capable of using the power of a True Ancestor.
"Hey...it's not just Hei A-Zhen, a lot of people can't find their place, and I'm the same way...so—"
"Although I'm not very confident, shall we go together?"
"Together...with you?"
Black Jeanne asked with a cold smile.
"Everyone together."
"Oh." Jeanne Alter rolled her eyes.
However, the next second, Fujimaru Ritsuka reached out her hand to Jeanne Alter.
"If everyone works together, even a fake can surely contribute its own strength, right?"
The girl smiled and said self-deprecatingly:
"Speaking of which, if you count it that way... I'm still a fake of the princess. In that respect, we're all the same."
This statement seems to make sense in theory.
Fujimaru Ritsuka's appearance is a fake of the princess.
Is Leonardo da Vinci's likeness also a forgery of the Mona Lisa?
Mashu maintains a cycle of innocence, which could even be described as a Galahad imitation without a true self.
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