If he kept releasing videos, sooner or later, all the Heroic Spirits would remember him and come looking for him to settle their accounts.
Just thinking about all those strange accounts made his head hurt.
At that moment.
His friend beside him was eyeing him suspiciously from head to toe.
He had short black hair, blue eyes, and black-rimmed glasses, giving him a tall, slender appearance.
He was none other than Julian Ainsworth.
"What are you looking at? I'm not gay!" Wei Gong replied irritably.
This guy should originally have been his enemy, yet he had now become his best friend. It really was a twisted fate.
Julian sounded puzzled. "I feel like you're somewhat similar to the Nameless Heroic Spirit in the video."
"Then hurry up and worship me!"
Wei Gong admitted it openly.
However.
Many times, even when you stated the truth, other people still would not believe you.
Julian pushed up his glasses. "The wisdom of mortals. With your shut-in identity, if you could become a Heroic Spirit, then I'd be invincible under heaven."
"Tch, believe it or not. When you come begging me later, I won't even pay attention to you." Wei Gong did not offer any further explanation.
This counted as a little trick.
The more open and aboveboard you acted, the less likely others were to suspect you.
Now, the only problem was—
Had Joan recalled everything the two of them had experienced through the video?
Once she remembered, he had no idea what she would do...
At that moment.
Julian suddenly said in surprise, "The French government seems to be preparing a response to the video!"
"That fast?"
Wei Gong was also slightly surprised.
It had been less than two hours since the video was released. Given Europeans' laziness, it should have taken at least a few days.
Could it be that the Emperor of France had truly remembered everything?
Palace of Versailles.
The original French presidential residence had been located at the Élysée Palace.
But after Saint Joan descended, she had forcefully moved into the Palace of Versailles and made it her imperial palace.
Saint Joan's public approval rating was as high as ninety-nine percent. No one dared advise her otherwise.
Inside the luxurious palace.
Saint Joan wore a black cloak, while a horseshoe-shaped ornament rested in her silver-gray hair.
Her amber eyes swept aimlessly across the people below.
The lawmakers, who had been arguing heatedly, all dared only to mutter under her gaze.
Even when they secretly glanced at her from the corners of their eyes, they felt nothing but boundless awe and admiration.
The twelve Holy Knights, both men and women, stood on either side of her in platinum armor, their expressions solemn.
However,
One of the Holy Knights looked completely out of place.
It was a petite and adorable pink-haired "girl" with exquisitely perfect features.
While everyone else wore solemn expressions, she hid in a knight's shadow and secretly pulled out her phone, apparently scrolling through videos.
That person was Astolfo, nicknamed A'fu!
One of the Twelve Companions of Charlemagne, a beautiful man renowned for his looks.
He was simply too beautiful!
A'fu stared at the video title, his adorable face filled with wonder. "This is actually a video about Her Majesty?"
A video recounting the story of Saint Joan and the Nameless Heroic Spirit—
[Biography of the Nameless Heroic Spirit!]
[No one knows your name, yet your achievements shall endure forever!]
"I'll just take a look!"
A'fu secretly glanced at Saint Joan, then tapped on the video.
Then.
He watched all the way to the end in one breath!
In the video, the weak young Saint Joan was rescued by the powerful Nameless Heroic Spirit.
The two fought side by side the entire way, leading France to victory.
However.
The French betrayed Saint Joan and sent her to the stake!
That Nameless Heroic Spirit was even willing to die alongside her.
Countless people were posting comments about romance and love.
But A'fu felt only an endless chill sweep over him.
Something terrible had happened!
These people had actually dared to fabricate sensational gossip about Her Majesty!
Considering Her Majesty's iron-fisted methods, wasn't this simply courting death?
On the throne, the Dark Saintess calmly looked at him. "A'fu, what are you watching?"
"I-I'm watching, watching a short video."
A'fu answered weakly.
The other party issued a forceful command that allowed no refusal. "Bring it here. Let me see!"
The enormous conference hall of the Palace of Versailles instantly fell silent.
Every lawmaker looked at the pink-haired "girl" in terror.
Of everyone present, only this unreliable fellow dared to act so recklessly.
If it had been anyone else, they would have been scared half to death already.
"No, Your Majesty!"
A'fu instinctively turned off the screen and hopped backward several steps. "My strange intuition tells me that after watching the video, Your Majesty will become abnormal!"
"Hm? What are you talking about?"
The Dark Saintess looked at him as though he were a mentally challenged child and spoke with utter contempt. "Heh, what kind of joke are you making? How could a mere video shake me?"
That attitude instantly made many lawmakers tremble faintly all over. Each of them felt a deadly sense of excitement.
A standard "Joan-style taunt"!
A'fu scratched his head and could not help muttering, "But my intuition has always been accurate!"
Although his reason evaporated easily, making him unable to keep any secrets and causing him to forget important things,
He had also gained powerful [Intuition], which was almost akin to prophecy.
It had never failed!
"Astolfo, project the video directly onto the big screen!"
Joan's golden eyes were filled with disdain.
She did not believe a single word of the unreliable remarks made by this pink-haired Bishounen Girl.
"Well, I'm warning you in advance. Don't blame me if something happens!"
A'fu solemnly declared once again.
He had to shift the responsibility away first. If Joan ended up stamping him underfoot and ruthlessly tormenting him, it would be troublesome.
Hmm, just imagining that scene seemed even better???
The projection began.
On the enormous screen, lines of automatically translated text appeared—
[Inventory of the Nameless Heroic Spirit's Life!]
[No one knows your name, yet your achievements shall endure for all eternity!]
The Holy Knights and lawmakers all wore disdainful expressions.
If someone had truly accomplished great deeds, how could they have remained unknown?
"Alaya?"
Joan sat on the throne and silently repeated the name.
The Counter Force among the Two Great Counter Forces that specifically preyed on humanity—was this real or fake?
The video began playing.
Under a lead-gray, gloomy sky, a golden-haired girl and the villagers were under attack from a familiar enemy.
One lawmaker blurted out, "Damn it, that's Britain's invading army from the Hundred Years' War!"
"Could this be a scheme by that king of Britain?"
The lawmakers instantly began whispering among themselves.
The Hundred Years' War between England and France had continued until Joan appeared, with France on the verge of annihilation.
It was the humiliation of all humiliations!
The lawmakers present were France's most loyal defenders. They would never allow anyone to disgrace invincible France in any way.
The video continued.
The invading British army grinned viciously as they tried to kill the young Saint Joan.
Then, an unknown man wearing a red cloak descended, effortlessly sweeping through the entire battlefield and rescuing Saint Joan.
Then.
That unknown man actually said—
[Claim that you have received guidance from the Lord and call upon all of France to fight together!]
[When a lie makes the entire world believe it, you can even call yourself a god!]
[Come, let us bear the wishes of all the dead, join hands to deceive the entire world, and completely turn you into the Lord's messenger!]
A group of lawmakers instantly rose to their feet, their faces flushing crimson.
"Blasphemy! He's a heretic!"
"Your Majesty, I request that we uncover the creator of this video at any cost!"
"There is more than enough reason to suspect that Britain is behind this, plotting to overthrow all of France!"
They could not help but be furious.
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