Take Him Down!

How could someone like that possibly betray humanity?! And how could someone like that possibly betray the Lord?!

Saint Joan of Arc possessed such pure faith. How could she possibly worship Demon Gods?!

For a moment, Vlad the Impaler III was filled with doubts about reality. But soon, an idea struck him, and he found an explanation. "I see. Is this a deceptive tactic by the Demon Gods to toy with people's hearts? By disguising themselves as pure and flawless faith, they can deceive others more effectively. That explains everything!"

Jeanne d'Arc flew into a rage and charged forward, swinging her flag. "Looks like I'll have to beat you with this flag until you come to your senses! You idiot, serving evil without even realizing it!"

"Hmph!" Vlad the Impaler III was extremely displeased as he thrust his spear. "Traitorous saint, stop beguiling people! The Lord will only be ashamed of what you have done!"

The two lances clashed, neither willing to yield. Yet when Vlad the Impaler III swung his weapon, he could not help holding back somewhat.

Though the answer he had just reasoned out made sense, what if Jeanne d'Arc truly was still the unwavering saint she had once been?

That faith he had felt when she unleashed her Noble Phantasm... was it really fake?

After blocking several consecutive spear strikes, Jeanne d'Arc sensed the force behind them and said, "If you're going to hesitate so much when attacking, why not stop first?"

Vlad the Impaler III was not attacking with his full strength. Though his attacks remained steady and sought to reveal no openings, they had lost their former aggression.

Stop?

Vlad the Impaler III snapped back irritably, thrusting three times in quick succession. "Stop spouting such honeyed words on the battlefield!"

"Hey! You!" Jeanne d'Arc