Spearman’s Growth Story

This fact made the black master panic.

He is like an inescapable fate, unswervingly, one by one, crushing Black’s hope, and then moved towards Black’s city fort.

Magicians are impossible to resist followers.

So, once let him get near the fortress, the black master will only have a dead end unless he recalls all the followers who are still alive.

“Pump…”

His knees softened, and Kaules fell to his knees.

Her consciousness, her will, and this ending.

Coures, who tried his best, burned everything, and even injured his internal organs because of excessive squeezing of magic power, can only show an expression that does not know whether it is crying or laughing.

He is just a third-rate magician, a spare tire that exists as a substitute for the potentially useful elder sister.

So, he was just curious about magic, and never studied hard.

He has fewer offerings than other masters. If it weren’t because the contract object was Frankenstein, he might not even be able to let the servants fight normally.

“…It’s me who dragged my legs…I don’t deserve your thanks…Frankenstein.”

The boy who clenched his teeth, to In the end, he couldn’t hold back, sobbing tears of regret.

……

Time is a little bit forward, when the original giant just turned into a gram of dirt.

In the jungle west of the city of Mirenia, two silhouettes met abruptly.

There is no revelation, no warning, and even the two sides failed to detect the other’s existence for their own reasons.

A black clothed white-haired boy meets a golden haired girl holding a holy flag.

At the moment when she saw this boy with a 17-year-old appearance, brown skin, and white hair that was almost silver, Joan finally comprehended everything.

“…how…will.”

Because of comprehended everything, she couldn’t help but took a deep breath. It’s ridiculous, impossible. The young man in front of him is a follower. No, that’s fine. Although the situation that the master is a follower deviates from the rules, it is at least possible.

However, the problem lies in his rank. His career is not any of the seven careers allowed to come as a participant in the Holy Grail War.

“–Meeting for the first time, Ruler at this time.”

There was a bitter smile on his face. After a while, Amakusa seemed to accept reality. , Said hello to Jeanne.

This is the end of the matter, and there is no point in concealing.

So Amakusa also simply revealed his spirituality as a follower.

“Are you…the sixteenth follower?”

“No, you are. And I, strictly speaking is first. This body is subject to flesh The result.”

Amakusa’s words made Jeanne’s eyes widen in disbelief.

――By the flesh. This is undoubtedly the proof of having touched the Great Saint Cup as a follower.

“――Is it true? What I am aware of is that God warns me of your existence.”

“That’s hard to say. I’m not at all thought about going against the will of God.”

There is no need to think about it. The summon from the very beginning of Joan of Arc is very abnormal.

The possessing summon borrowed from a human body was originally thought to be a side effect caused by the unheard of fourteen ride summon, but when I think about it, it is completely the opposite. In the situation where the existence of fourteen riders will inevitably lead to chaos, the Great Saint Cup should ensure that the ruler is summoned correctly anyway.

In the end, the reason for not being able to do it is because of the confusion of the Great Saint Cup. Whether the ruler already exists or hasn’t come, it almost failed to make a judgment.

The reason Amakusa has been avoiding Joan is also because he is also a ruler, so he understands his inner affairs. He knows that one of the privileges of ruler is “see through by real name”. The skill that can see through the rank and real name of the follower is of course also effective for the follower who has regained the fleshy body. If you meet her on the battlefield, the boy’s plan will be destroyed.

――After all, no matter how you say it, he is not the ruler of this battle, but he is impossible to connect with the Great Saint Cup to check information anytime and anywhere. But Joan can. And once the truth of his plan is discovered, he will undoubtedly be blocked by Saintess.

Whether it is as a hero or as Joan herself, this strong and dazzling girl would not agree with him.

He once asked about the Great Saint Cup and got the answer. He knew this very well.

If it wasn’t really nowhere to go, if it wasn’t because the feasibility of this method was too high, even if it seemed illusory, it could indeed be held in hand, how could he choose this method?

Jan of Arc silently stared at the young boy’s amethyst eyes and called out his name.

“What’s your purpose? Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.”

“Well, it is the relief of all mankind, Saintess Joan of Arc.”

These familiar words evoked memories of the girl. The wishes of the red berserker encountered in Sighişoara.

That’s what he said at the time, “The new wish I got here.”