Caster was completely stunned. He had no need to fear death; no Heroic Spirit—or Anti-Heroic Spirit—needed to fear death. They only needed to fight a glorious battle in the Holy Grail War, each displaying their heroism, then return to the Hall of Heroes without regrets and await their next summoning.
But could Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) possess such a privilege belonging to Heroic Spirits? Was she a true Heroic Spirit? The answer was obvious.
Caster, who had committed countless evils, knew perfectly well what awaited someone like him. Thus, even if Lianye killed him, he had no complaints and no fear. Even he, whose heart was as hard as iron and who could torture hundreds of children to death without blinking, had a "weakness."
"Jeanne d'Arc... Alter... was a 'False' Heroic Spirit... born from my wish... to the Holy Grail..."
Word by word, Caster clenched his teeth and painfully spat out the truth.
This was not merely the truth. It was also a sentence enough to utterly shatter the illusory lie he had woven deep within himself through countless acts of self-suggestion—because Caster had spoken it himself.
The illusion... had shattered.
P.S. Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) in Orleans was somewhat different in nature from Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) in the summoning pool. The most obvious difference was that their Servant classes were different: one was a Ruler, the other an Avenger—exact opposites...
False Heroine Witch
Shattering the lie he had firmly believed—that Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) was the "resurrected Jeanne d'Arc"—dealt Caster a far heavier blow than killing him ever could.
Even if Caster were killed countless times, once he was summoned in some other Holy Grail War at another point in time, he would still tirelessly seek a way to revive Jeanne d'Arc, studying alchemy at the cost of harming civilians