Chapter 1259: Save Saint Joan

Saint Joan: "As the name suggests! I am about to return to the Lord's embrace."

Su Xiao Xiao: "Please speak human language..."

Saint Joan: "...... I'm about to die!"

Arcueid: "!!!"

Princess Lala: ""

Xiao Mei Yan: "How can you be about to die?"

"If we consider Joan's historical death, then Saint Joan should currently be captured and about to be executed by fire!"

Ryōgin Sōjō: "Your deduction is almost certainly correct."

"Interesting—this time, a member on the brink of death has joined Rulegong Society?"

Sakura Kinomoto: "Saint Joan."

"Don't worry too much... Big Sister Joan."

"After joining this society, we're all family—we'll protect you."

Su Xiao Xiao: "Saint Joan."

"Before that, could you please open the live-streaming section in the society's function list? I want to confirm your current condition."

Joan pondered for a moment, then opened the society's live-streaming feature.

Although she was illiterate, that didn't mean she was stupid.

In fact, if she truly had low intelligence, even with so-called divine revelations, she could never have become France's female hero.

Su Han watched Joan's livestream, his expression instantly turning grave.

At this moment, Joan was surrounded by dry firewood.

Any tiny spark rising would instantly consume Joan.

Yet what most concerned Su Han wasn't this... but Joan's face.

It was actually her face! Xiao Zhizhi Shu: "!!!"

Du Dao Ya Zi: "I originally thought the Saint Lady was imprisoned in a cage; I didn't expect... she was already on the pyre?"

My Little Sister Isn't Cute: "Holy shit... they're about to light the fire! President, hurry and save her!"

Su Xiao Xiao: "...... My emotions are incredibly complicated!"

Monster Sage: "What's going on?"

Hei Qi Yihu: "Could it be that the President suddenly realized Saint Joan's face resembles his ex-girlfriend?"

Luo Hao: "...... Wait a minute! What do you mean 'resembles his ex-girlfriend'?"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "This topic is quite intriguing..."

Su Xiao Xiao: "...... Please! What do you mean 'resembles his ex-girlfriend'? I don't even have an ex-girlfriend, okay?"

After muttering this, Su Han suddenly realized the real issue wasn't this at all.

Su Xiao Xiao: "Wei Bo."

"If I'm not mistaken, this Saint Joan is from your Type-Moon world!"

Wei Bo: "...... Now that you mention it! I suddenly noticed Joan looks just like King Arthur."

Ti Qie Hui Li: "...... Really! It's literally... the same face!"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "Holy shit! It's actually true!"

Mahou Shoujo Illya: "Type-Moon world... Wei Bo, in your world—wait a minute, President, something's wrong here..."

Mahou Shoujo Illya: "Right now, the era Wei Bo is from should be modern times! But Saint Joan lived during the Hundred Years' War."

"The timelines don't match at all!"

Su Xiao Xiao: "They do match—Type-Moon has many parallel worlds."

"So this is perfectly normal!"

Wei Bo: "President... I just realized something critical."

Su Xiao Xiao: "What critical issue?"

Wei Bo: "If Joan's world is the Type-Moon world, then her becoming a Heroic Spirit is an inevitable fact."

"And being burned at the stake—this is her defining endpoint."

Wei Bo: "If we consider this angle, wouldn't forcibly changing history cause extremely serious consequences?"

Su Han's expression froze, then he furrowed his brow, sinking into thought.

Because his last trip to the Type-Moon world had gone too smoothly, he hadn't thought much about it.

But now, after Wei Bo raised this question, Su Han suddenly understood.

Wei Bo was right.

Su Han recalled a very famous setting in Type-Moon: the Anomalies.

Any deviation in history produces an Anomaly, eventually to be cut away.

If we consider this, what if Saint Joan hadn't been burned? The consequences would be unimaginable! "If we saved Saint Joan in the past... we might encounter a Heroic Spirit."

"Worst case, we might even face the Two Inhibitors."

Su Han's brow tightened; his fingers lightly tapped the couch.

He wasn't afraid of Heroic Spirits—his current Burst-Star-level power meant even a True Form of a Grand-class Heroic Spirit wasn't his match.

But the key issue... was Gaia and Alaya.

These planetary-level Inhibitors could absolutely cause Su Han immense trouble.

More importantly, even if he could destroy these two Inhibitors, he wouldn't do it.

After all, he hadn't forgotten that Wei Bo and Illya were also lifeforms from the Type-Moon world.

God knows he actually destroyed two Inhibitors.

Would it affect Wei Bo and Elie? After a moment of contemplation, Su Han's eyes flickered slightly as he asked softly.

"System! If I remember correctly...

Traveling to other worlds! Can block the gaze of higher beings, right? In other words, even if I save Joan of Arc, Gaia and Zi Lai Ye shouldn't notice, right?"

After a brief silence, the System's cold voice spoke: "If Gaia and Zi Lai Ye are blocked, then after the President successfully rescues Joan of Arc...

History will be altered!"

"Under the Inhibitors' self-protection mechanism...

History will be corrected... You must remove Joan of Arc from the Type-Moon world while under shielding,

To truly change it."

"In other words! Although the System can shield... it is ultimately limited.

If I truly save Joan, she will never be able to return to Type-Moon for the rest of her life."

Su Han fell silent, his eyes darkening with gravity.

After a long while, he sighed softly, looking weary.

"Looks like the System's shielding isn't truly effective.

I'll need to prepare for a direct confrontation with Heroic Spirits—or even the Inhibitors.

The key question is: can the Inhibitors be talked to? Can we negotiate a solution?"

Thoughts flashed through his mind; after making his decision, Su Han immediately purchased a Dimensional Travel Talisman and selected Joan of Arc's world.

Clicked to teleport.

A brilliant light enveloped his body.

Su Han opened and closed his eyes—and found himself among the crowd beneath the pyre.

At this moment, some had already set fire to the pyre's wood.

Against the endless flames, Joan of Arc clasped her hands together, her expression calm—fearless, and unconfused.

"... This is really giving me a headache!"

Su Han sighed softly and appeared instantly beside Joan.

Joan's body stiffened slightly, but then relaxed again.