Colors (Continued)

Jeanne d'Arc hesitated for a moment.

"Then let me try. By the Command Spell, Black Faction Assassin, come here, assist me, and defeat the Red Faction!"

The Command Spell immediately spread out, but it seemed to have no effect at all.

The entire cave remained silent. Assassin, who always brought a lively air with him, did not appear.

"Could he really have left?" Jeanne d'Arc murmured in disbelief.

She simply could not believe that someone whose ability to protect himself was absolutely among the best, someone who believed in fighting when he could win and running when he could not, had left so suddenly.

"Let's go."

Sieg closed his eyes, his brows tightly furrowed as he turned his head aside.

"Hm?"

"Assassin wanted to defeat the Red Faction, didn't he? Then let me do it. I'll defeat him!"

With that, Sieg continued forward.

"Sieg, you're even stronger than I imagined. All right, let's go. I'll help you."

Light from afar had already seeped through, and dense magical energy had permeated the area.

That could only mean one thing—the enemy was there.

"Amakusa Shirou... Tokisada."

Jeanne d'Arc murmured.

The man wearing a red coat over a black priest's robe could only be him.

"It's been a long time, Ruler." Amakusa Shirou narrowed his eyes into slits, wearing a gentle smile. "There's no need for us to fight anymore, because the Greater Holy Grail is already about to grant my wish. All that remains is for it to circulate throughout the entire world."

"What?"

Jeanne d'Arc could not help but rush forward, but Sieg stopped her.

"Ruler, don't be impulsive!"

Jeanne d'Arc slowly withdrew her foot.

"Amakusa Shirou, are you really going to accomplish your so-called great undertaking?"

"It isn't a so-called great undertaking. It is a true great undertaking. The salvation