"You call it revenge, but that was merely Gilles de Rais's wish and obsession. You were a special life-form born from his hatred.
Though you possessed the same appearance and similar abilities as the Saintess, all of that was merely the 'Saintess' in someone's heart."
Hearing Yoru Machi's words, Black Saber's expression began to struggle, and her aura became unsteady as well.
"No, I am not a product born from Gilles de Rais's obsession and hatred. I am Jeanne, Jeanne d'Arc, the Saintess who saved Orléans..."
"No, you are not Saintess Jeanne. If you were her, you would never have walked the path of an Avenger.
You are merely a byproduct born from another's wish, because you do not even know what you yourself want.
Avenging Jeanne upon the world was the wish and obsession of Imperial Marshal Gilles de Rais. Then as a living being, what is your own wish?"
Black Saber was a special Heroic Spirit born with Saintess Jeanne as her template. Unlike ordinary Avengers, because Jeanne herself was such a good person, Black Saber's evil was not particularly obvious compared to other Avengers.
As long as the other party possessed Saintess Jeanne's hidden good-natured traits, Yoru Machi was fairly confident that he could pour enough inspirational nonsense into her to talk her back to her senses.
All the World's Evil had been steadily weakening, and its influence over Black Saber had grown smaller and smaller. With Kirei Kotomine dead as well, Yoru Machi was quite confident he could fool Black Saber.
After all, no matter how corrupted she was, she was still only a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old girl.
Setting combat strength aside, could her life experience possibly be richer than his, after he had lived for several centuries?
Besides, filling Heroic Spirits with motivational speeches had