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Jeanne d'Arc questioned her.

Marta lowered her head slightly. "I'm sorry, but I'm merely fulfilling my duty as a Servant."

"Is even a Saint unable to resist such cruel and heartless actions?"

Jeanne d'Arc spoke dejectedly.

Mash shook her head and said, "She was summoned as a Servant, and there's nothing to be done about the Mad Enhancement attribute. Originally, even speaking like this should have been impossible. The fact that we can still communicate with her is thanks to the hope that can contend with it—her self-restraint."

"That is correct. And now, I am the one staying behind to cover the Mad Enhancement Servants' retreat—before you, only I remain as your enemy."

Even so, Marta showed no trace of fear. The Saint's bearing remained as dignified as ever. "Come, defeat me! Do not hesitate. Turn your blades upon my breast."

Four Servants against six were already severely outmatched. One Servant facing six enemies was practically no different from suicide.

Covering a retreat was already a mission with almost no chance of survival. Considering that Marta herself was the fastest Dragon-Rider, she might have had a sliver of hope of escaping. Yet now, she had chosen to abandon any thought of fleeing the battle.

"Must we truly cross blades with a Saint?"

Jeanne d'Arc hesitated. It was clear that Marta still retained part of a Saint's temperament.

"Pull yourselves together. How could the Servant who used her ultimate means, her Noble Phantasm, to attack you possibly still become your companion?"

Marta nodded. "Defeating me would instead be a kind of release for me."

Marta, who was more mature in her role as a Saint, instructed the newly born Jeanne d'Arc, the Ruler.

Unable to defile Marta's resolve, Jeanne d'Arc planted her holy banner into the ground and drew the sword