"Was it you?"
Lancelot's brows furrowed as he watched Jeanne〔Alter〕holding the Flag of Curse, flames swirling around her entire body.
The troubled expression that was ever-present on his face seemed to deepen.
Lancelot naturally had not forgotten Jeanne〔Alter〕's existence.
Rather, as the reverse existence of the world's most famous Saint Joan of Arc, it would truly be strange if anyone could forget Jeanne〔Alter〕.
"I'm not killing you only because you possess the qualifications to enter the Holy City, become one of its residents, earn the King's favor, and gain the right to achieve eternity. As long as you can return to your essence, I believe the King will surely accept you."
Lancelot spoke in a low voice.
The reason Lancelot often carried out missions outside the Holy City was to screen people outside who possessed the qualifications to enter and live there.
After all, not every refugee would voluntarily travel to the Holy City and undergo the Holy Selection.
To accept individuals with pure and kind souls into the Holy City and preserve the spark of humanity, it was necessary not only to conduct the Holy Selection before the Holy City's main gate, but also to visit various regions and select qualified people from among the populace.
As King Arthur's right-hand man, Lancelot had once been hailed as the most ideal and strongest of the Knights of the Round Table before Galahad appeared. Even against Gawain, during the daytime, Lancelot might not have been his equal, but he could still fight and keep him occupied until sunset before launching a counterattack. He had also been one of the earliest to serve King Arthur, being both King Arthur's capable subordinate and one of his rare friends. Even while alive, he had enjoyed King Arthur's deep trust.
Therefore, even Artoria〔Alter〕could not help