A false identity, false memories, a false personality.
Jeanne d'Arc (Alter), who had been created out of nowhere as a substitute, was perhaps even more pitiable than Jeanne d'Arc, who had lived as her true self.
"I see... What did you think of?"
Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) spoke in bewilderment. She was unfamiliar with the man before her, but the Dragon Witch knew that he seemed to be quite close to both Jeanne d'Arc and Jeanne d'Arc (Lily).
If that was the case, why did she know nothing about him? Could it be that she was the false Jeanne d'Arc?
Deep down, Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) had always harbored a faint worry about this. She had even asked Caster multiple times who was the real Jeanne d'Arc between herself and that white Jeanne d'Arc. If the answer was that she was the fake, then what was the purpose of the revenge and position she had clung to? That would be far too ridiculous!
Fortunately, every time she asked, Caster's answer had always been the same: "You are unquestionably the truest Jeanne d'Arc, the Saintess of Salvation..." That was what put Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) at ease and stopped her from doubting herself further.
Unfortunately, Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) did not know that the testimony of a madman like Caster had no real validity. She had always been misled by Caster.
"Nothing."
After considering it, Lianye did not immediately voice his speculation. Setting aside whether she would believe him, even he needed to confirm his guess with Caster, who had been hiding in Orleans.
"What nonsense!"
Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) suddenly flew into a rage for no apparent reason. She had always been quick to anger.
"I've decided. I won't kill you so easily. You must be executed by burning! Roar, my rage!"
Because she possessed