Chapter 344

Waver: "Really, dead..."

Waver: "Mr. Shishigou, do you regret it? You could have left properly."

Shishigou: "This is my own decision, what's there to regret."

Shishigou: "Mm, this ending, not bad."

Shishigou: "Besides, aren't I living well now."

Waver: "That's true."

【Kairi Sisigou can no longer answer Mordred, and Mordred doesn't need to ask to know the answer.】

【Watching her body slowly begin to disappear, Mordred also closes her eyes as if falling asleep.】

【In her dream, she returns to the Hill of Camlann, that place of ending in her memory.】

【It's just that this time, she is not experiencing it from her own perspective, but seeing what happened after her death.】

【She was pierced by the Holy Spear, and the King was also seriously injured, then taken away by a silver-haired knight.】

【Mordred follows behind, watching the knight constantly encouraging the King and looking for a place to rest.】

【She remembers, his name is Bedivere, right?】

【Although he was one of the first Knights of the Round Table to follow the King, his strength was not very strong, and he was responsible for taking care of the King's daily life, so he always had little presence.】

【Watching Bedivere place the King under a tree and return the Holy Sword at the King's request, he failed to return it twice, and finally, at the King's repeated request, returned the Holy Sword to the Lady of the Lake.】

【This also represents that the legend of King Arthur ends here.】

"—Sorry, Bedivere. This time I should, sleep a little longer—"

【Watching the King's face without regrets, Mordred cries involuntarily.】

【This might be a dream, but she believes her Father is qualified to welcome such an ending.】

【Outside, Mordred's figure disappears, leaving only the cigarette she took a puff of, slowly rolling next to Kairi Sisigou's cigarette, both burning out together.】

Artoria: "Sir Bedivere—truly nostalgic."

Mordred: "That is, Father King's ending."

Lancelot: "..."

Shakespeare: "Oh, this final scene is truly full of artistic sense."

Shakespeare: "Write it down, must write it down, the final counterattack of never yielding to death, even if it only hurt the opponent, it's a victory for them! This is truly a good story!"

Semiramis: "Next is you, don't flip the car too."

Shakespeare: "Oh, this kind of thing is really hard to say."

【Through the long and narrow corridor, Jeanne finally arrives at her destination, the hall where the Holy Grail is kept.】

【This is a vast bowl-shaped space where the edges cannot be seen, and the Greater Grail is floating in the center.】

Jeanne: "Red Caster, come out!"

"Oh! Since you have called out like this, I should naturally appear!"

【Shakespeare de-materializes and appears, saying:】 "The work of our generation, which has added sincerity, focus, innocence, and various other elements, will be completed here!"

"Shakespeare?"

【The moment Shakespeare appears, Jeanne knows his identity using "True Name Discernment."】

【Shakespeare:】 "Hello, crazy country girl! Oh, excuse me, I expressed my usual attitude by mistake. That's right, I am the Red Caster. How is it, are you disappointed?"

"Jeanne d'Arc, there are many things between heaven and earth that your philosophy cannot imagine!"

Bluebeard: "Presumptuous! How dare you call the Saint's name directly!"

Even he had never called the Saint's true name, how dare this guy—

Shakespeare: "Names are meant to be called, and your Saint doesn't seem to mind, does she."

【Although she is very impatient with the other party's play-like tone, Jeanne still patiently says:】 "Although I think it should be useless—should you surrender?"

【Shakespeare:】 "Oh~~ surrender—that's difficult. Because you haven't met the conditions for me to surrender at all!"

Jeanne: "Conditions?"

【Shakespeare takes out a quill and starts writing in the air.】

【"Condition one, the emotional level. As it is said, 'Look at these people who don't eat the leftovers,' I am an official in the Red faction, and I am confident that I can compete for the top two in the Red faction in terms of being a playboy—I don't want to become a monster without wisdom at all!"】

【"Condition two, the entertainment level. 'The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven,' my eyes are now extremely bright! I am a creator who has gained inspiration. In other words, this moment, this time is extremely pleasant!"】

【"Condition three, the combat power level. Our combat power is far, far beyond your imagination and despairing. Although you tried hard to catch up, you didn't catch up. No, it should be said that no matter how you chase, you will just happen to not catch up to the amount you tried to chase! Just like Achilles and the tortoise. And since you didn't catch up, you will die here."】

【Jeanne stares at Shakespeare and says in a deep voice:】 "Then, what exactly will bring me death?"

【Shakespeare raises his arms and shouts very exaggeratedly:】 "Of course, only my Noble Phantasm, 'The Time for the Performance Has Come, Give Thunderous Applause Here'! Next, please allow me to explain."

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in listening to your story!"

【Jeanne has completely lost patience and kicks off the ground to kill toward Shakespeare.】

【Jeanne is not stupid; how could she wait blankly for Shakespeare to release his Noble Phantasm.】

【"Alright, my Noble Phantasm is unveiled! Matsuwanko Matsuwanko Take your seats! Don't smoke! Refuse to Matsuwanko Matsuwanko Take photos! And don't boo barbarically! The world is in my hands, my stage! 'The Time for the Performance Has Come, Give Thunderous Applause Here'!"】

【Unfortunately, Jeanne is still a step too late. The moment her holy banner is about to pierce Shakespeare, the opponent's Noble Phantasm has already been activated.】

【The next moment, the scenery switches, and a nostalgic scent of grass brushes against Jeanne's nose.】

【Jeanne finds that she has actually returned to her home in Domrémy, and the armor and flag on her body have also disappeared.】

Rin Tohsaka: "Is it the move used against Frankenstein before?"

Tokiomi Tohsaka: "No, the prelude to the activation is different. That should have been magecraft before, and this is, as he said, a Noble Phantasm."

Waver: "Is it an illusion?"

Shakespeare: "No, this is not an illusion, but a story."

Feng Xi: "It's just that actors sometimes rebel."

Shakespeare: "Don't talk about it, the story last night was really the biggest black history of my life."

Jeanne d'Arc: "Have you already seen his Noble Phantasm last night?"

Feng Xi: "Yes, it's a very nasty Noble Phantasm, which matches this inhuman master very well."

Shakespeare: "Oh, can I Matsuwanko Matsuwanko Take that as you praising me?"

"Is this, an illusion?"

【Jeanne thinks to herself, cursing Shakespeare for being tasteless, quickly observes left and right, and immediately sees Shakespeare's figure.】

【But the next moment, the other party disappears.】

【"It's useless; whether it's harming me or the characters in the play, this story will not stop. This is such a Noble Phantasm, even if you are a Ruler, it is no exception."】

Jeanne: "If it's an illusion, I can break it with my Magic Resistance."

【Shakespeare:】 "This is not an illusion, it is a 'story.' The protagonist is you, Jeanne, Jeanne d'Arc. Please recall your life and experience the impossible story."

"So, are you prepared?"

【Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm is a type of ability that transcends the scope of magecraft and has a mandatory force equal to a Reality Marble.】

【Once you step onto the stage, you must play the relevant role until the end and cannot escape.】

【This is not magecraft, but a Noble Phantasm that kills the heart.】

Rin Tohsaka: "There is actually a Noble Phantasm with such a weird ability."

Waver: "Saying it's a story, you're actually just making the person caught in it review their black history in life!"

Illya: "Really nasty."

Shakespeare: "Of course it's not that simple; the story is carefully polished by me, not a cliché of letting people review the past."

Shakespeare: "My story has a very interesting development."

Jeanne: "... y life or whatever, compared to many heroes, is insignificant; staging the drama of my life should be very boring."

【At this time, Jeanne has not fully realized the horror and viciousness of Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm.】

"Jeanne, must you go no matter what?"

【A nostalgic voice rings out, immediately making Jeanne tremble.】

【That is, her mother.】

【Since saying goodbye to her at seventeen and joining Charles VII to fight on the battlefield, she never saw her again until she died.】

【Although she was prepared, the moment she heard this voice, feelings of guilt and nostalgia emptied her heart.】

Jeanne d'Arc: "Shakespeare, you!"

Shakespeare: "Calm down, calm down, you're angry now, what about the story later."

Jeanne d'Arc: 'Gulp—'

"Yes, I must go."

【The words come out naturally; she is repeating the conversation she had with her mother when she left the village.】

"I cannot ignore the Lord's sigh; perhaps this is the parting of this life—please protect me; as long as you and the Holy Mother are willing to protect me, I will not be defeated."

"I will pray for you, hoping that your path will be full of light."

【The conversation should end here, and then she would embark on the journey, but—】

"But, you didn't come back."

【Jeanne's mother's expression changes, shaking her head as if she cannot bear it, her face full of sadness.】

"Why were you burned at the stake, and even mocked for eighteen years afterwards."