You are neither Ruler nor Saint Jeanne d'Arc.
You are nothing more than the discarded, foolish, outdated remnants of my personality!" "...!"
Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) laughed wildly and loudly. "As an existence identical to me, and with the same class, you should be able to sense certain things, shouldn't you?
(Zhao Zhao)
But you have no value whatsoever. You are merely a dead spirit brought back to repeat the same mistakes and recreate history. You still haven't improved in the slightest."
"Haven't improved...?"
Jeanne shook her head with a somewhat bitter smile. "Perhaps that is true. Even if I returned to France once more, I still wouldn't know how to face this country and its people. I wouldn't know how to lead them to victory. Even if I were given another chance, my end would still be being tied to the stake and burned.
—But if the 'improvement' you speak of means becoming like this, then I would rather remain as I am forever!"
"Then there is no point in saying more! You stubborn Saint!" Standing atop the Lord of Dragons, Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) raised her hand and gave the order. "Mad Enhancement Lancer, Mad Enhancement Assassin. Go and deal with this village girl."
Provocation
"You must be getting tired of cleaning up mere trash, right? Be happy. They are strong opponents. Even among the Heroic Spirits I summoned, they are monsters especially thirsty for blood."
The two Servants leaped down from the wyverns behind the Lord of Dragons.
Even between Servants forcibly bestowed with Mad Enhancement and the Masters who summoned them, there were differences in compatibility.
Vlad III and Camilla—these two Servants, infamous in life for their bloodlust and brutality, even recorded as representatives of male and female vampires—were clearly more inclined to obey Jeanne d'Arc (Alter)'s slaughter