Because,
The Nameless Heroic Spirit's words were clearly denying the existence of God!
He had arrogantly proclaimed that God did not exist at all, portraying Joan, who had originally been a Catholic saint, as a con artist who deceived people!
Most importantly,
The video was produced with extraordinary quality, crushing 99 percent of all movies. They had definitely spared no expense.
For a video only a few minutes long, the estimated production cost had to be at least ten million euros!
Perhaps even tens of millions, or hundreds of millions!
Who else would be willing to spend so much to smear France and Saint Joan?
That was right. Only that country across the channel—
Britain!
Amid the furious uproar,
Roland, one of the Twelve Paladins, stepped forward and shouted, "Your Majesty, this is Britain's scheme. It is clearly meant to retaliate over the matter involving Lancelot!"
Before watching the video,
This meeting had been held precisely to discuss how to deal with Lancelot.
He had originally been French, but after being inspired by King Arthur's personal charisma, he had voluntarily joined the Knights of the Round Table.
He had become the famous "Knight of the Lake," specifically responsible for purchasing food from France and transporting it to Britain.
That alone would not have amounted to much.
The problem was that the man had an affair with Queen Guinevere. After being discovered by Agravain and Mordred, the ensuing events led to the deaths of knights such as Agravain, Gaheris, and Gareth. It could be called the greatest disaster in the history of the Knights of the Round Table.
Afterward, he had forcibly taken Guinevere away, fled Britain, and returned to France, the land of his birth.
After entering the Age of Heroes, the Knights of the Round Table had been endlessly hostile toward him.
But under the direction of Artoria and Joan, the two leaders, the two great nations had begun seeking cooperation and mutual benefit.
The first step toward breaking the ice had been King Arthur's public forgiveness of Lancelot's betrayal yesterday.
At the press conference, the two had shaken hands and made peace, becoming headline news across the world.
They had thought everything was over, but who could have expected a video slandering the saint and France to be released?
It had even spread throughout the entire world!
In countries across the globe, it had become the subject of extremely heated discussion.
The presiding officer, Duke Lawrence, suppressed his fury and said, "Your Majesty, we must find the mastermind, punish everyone involved, and show the world the majesty of France!"
Everyone stared at her with burning eyes.
With Her Majesty the Saintess's forceful and domineering personality, she would definitely take action, expose every conspirator, and subject them to the cruelest torture.
What was slightly strange was that
The great Saintess of France, Her Majesty, was staring intently at the Nameless Heroic Spirit in the video with her golden eyes.
She looked as though she had not heard a word they were saying.
Duke Lawrence reminded her in a low voice, "Your Majesty, how should we punish the group behind the video, as well as the Nameless Heroic Spirit actor who dared to slander you in it?"
"Oh? How do you want to punish him?"
The Dark Saintess asked indifferently.
Her expression was utterly calm. There was not the slightest trace of the anger she should have displayed.
Instead,
she seemed to carry a familiar hint of mockery?
Duke Lawrence answered without hesitation, "He should at least be sentenced to a hundred years in prison! If the death penalty had not already been abolished, he should be sent to the stake and burned alive as a heretical blasphemer."
"Exactly! Send this so-called Nameless Heroic Spirit to the stake!"
"Capture him! Sentence him to death!"
The other councilors all angrily made their proposals.
For a moment, the entire council chamber was in an uproar.
"Heh heh, what a mockery!"
Joan suddenly chuckled softly. She swept her gaze over the many councilors caught up in the uproar. "This scene is so similar to that scene from back then!"
A group of people instantly realized that something was wrong, and they all stared blankly at her.
What did Her Majesty mean?
Could everything in the video have actually happened?
No, no, that was absolutely impossible!
How could there really have been someone willing to remain nameless and silently save Saint Joan?
The confident presiding officer's pupils suddenly contracted, and an ominous premonition surfaced in his heart.
The next moment,
Flames burned within Joan's golden eyes on her exquisite, flawless face. Her voice rang throughout the entire council chamber. "Roar, my fury!"
Blazing flames surged around her, releasing boundless fury!
Wait, what was happening?
All the councilors and knights stared at her in utter confusion.
The flames surrounded Joan and completely ignited the throne.
The temperature in the entire council chamber suddenly rose.
More frighteningly,
This was no ordinary flame.
It was demonic fire that used her own resentment and the resentment around her as fuel, powerful enough to devour souls!
Within the flames, it was as though one could smell flesh burning and hear the shrill wails of countless gods!
"See? My intuition really was accurate. Let me make this clear first—it has nothing to do with me!"
A'fu bounced away.
He had already warned them in advance that something would go wrong. Sure enough, something had happened!
The other Paladins joined forces to protect all the ordinary people present, each of them filled with disbelief.
The Dark Saintess had always been forceful and domineering, but she had never lost her composure like this before.
What had happened?
Joan gazed toward the east and sighed softly. "Why did I forget?"
After seeing the video, the memories she had previously forgotten surged into her mind one after another.
Scenes of them spending time together, and the countless times he had stepped in to save her.
Their meeting, their understanding, their companionship...
She had originally been nothing more than an ordinary illiterate peasant girl, but after meeting him, she had undergone a transformation like a caterpillar becoming a butterfly.
That person had taught her to read and write, and passed on a great deal of knowledge to her.
Many times, he had taught her from night until dawn.
She should have remembered everything clearly. Why had she forgotten it all?
The presiding officer asked cautiously, "Your Majesty?"
The Saintess had seemed extremely abnormal today, bringing a bold thought to his mind—
Could that person have truly existed?
Joan did not even glance at him. Her gaze was filled with melancholy. "You told me to abandon those burdens. I did, and lived the life I wanted."
"But what about you? Why are you still willing to remain nameless, silently walking through the darkness?"
"Why are you unwilling to let the world know what you actually did?"
Everyone in the world was madly infatuated with the majesty and strength of the Heroic Spirits, worshiping them as guardian deities.
Yet they had no idea that there was a Nameless Heroic Spirit who silently protected humanity and was willing to give everything.
Joan could not tolerate the other person being forgotten by everyone!
Why should she?
That person had walked through the darkness and participated in countless battles.
After fighting through bloodshed time and time again, he had finally created the brilliant Age of Heroes that existed today.
And yet,
no one remembered him.
No one!
Even she—the Emperor of France, personally saved by him and admired by countless people—had forgotten him!
"Awaken the memories lost after the reboot of Earth and restore his existence. Is that what you wanted to do, Alaya?"
Joan's expression was exceedingly complicated.
At that moment, she was certain that the person who had released the video was none other than Alaya, the Human Collective Consciousness.
And the Nameless Heroic Spirit was also her favorite agent.
A Nameless Heroic Spirit who walked through the river of history, protecting Human History.
"Your name is unknown, but your deeds will live forever? Heh heh, this time, I will absolutely make the world know just how great a person you are!"
Joan suddenly broke into a radiant smile, looking exceptionally delighted.
Then,
Her Majesty the Emperor of France issued an extremely forceful order. "Hold a press conference. I will personally respond to this video!"
"Yay!"
A'fu, who had hidden in the distance, ran back with a grin.
The other Paladins and councilors looked at one another in bewilderment.
What exactly was Her Majesty planning to do?
She could not possibly confess her feelings to that person in front of the entire world, could she?
[France will hold a press conference, with Her Majesty the Emperor personally responding to the video!]
The news instantly spread its wings, informing countless people throughout the world.
Britain, the prime minister's office.
Mordred, dressed in a sharp suit, curled her lips after seeing the news. "Huh? That's unusual. Why aren't the French suspecting that we made it?"
"It is indeed rather strange."
Beside her, Gawain wore an equally puzzled expression.
The Hundred Years' War, combined with their struggle for European hegemony, had made the two countries' governments and peoples enemies since ancient times.
Whenever they did something underhanded overseas, they would pretend to be from the other country and smear each other.
[Inventory of the Nameless Heroic Spirit's Life!]
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