Perhaps there would be nothing but emptiness.
P.S. The previous chapter was written incorrectly. "Golden Holy Shield" should have been "golden-aegis." I specifically checked the League of Legends official U.S. website.
Self-Execution and Judgment
"An unfortunate ending... I suppose that would not be wrong." Jeanne d'Arc murmured softly. "But I have no reason to resent my homeland. Nor will I hate it. If you ask why, it is because this country still has all of you in it."
"...How gentle. Those words of yours are far too gentle. But, Jeanne d'Arc."
Caster knelt on the cold ground, barely propping himself up with his emaciated hands to keep from collapsing. "It was precisely because of that gentleness that you forgot one thing. Even if you did not hate your homeland—
I hate this country to the very marrow of my bones...! I swore to destroy the country that betrayed you! To inflict upon everyone the pain Heaven bestowed upon me!"
"Gilles..."
Jeanne d'Arc pressed her lips together. So Caster had transferred that pain onto innocent children?
There was no doubt that such actions were exceedingly cruel, and Jeanne d'Arc could not bring herself to understand Gilles's hardship. All she could say was that perhaps even hateful people had something pitiful about them.
"You forgave them. But—I cannot forgive them! God, the king, the country...!! Destroy them all. Slaughter them all. That is my true wish entrusted to the Holy Grail...! Even you, do not stand in my way, Saint Jeanne d'Arc!"
"Yes, that is how it is. You are indeed right. Perhaps your hatred has its reasons; perhaps you, who have obtained the power of the Holy Grail, have your own sorrowful reasons for wanting to destroy this country.
And I—I will stop all of this. As Ruler, the arbiter