My hands trembled. I found myself completely unable to bear the burden of this Noble Phantasm and the enemy's attacks.
It was too strong, too terrifying.
"Zerker's Cursed Arm!"
His hand clung to the Noble Phantasm the other side had unleashed with all their strength, like a black hole.
Were the red flames her condemnation?
Or were they her salvation?
Or perhaps... were they both?
He could not help but lose himself in thought as he watched those crimson sacred flames.
What was this Noble Phantasm burning for, here and now?
At the end of this journey, Jeanne d'Arc spoke her final words.
"Sieg—"
"Perhaps one of the few meaningful things I did after coming here was saving you."
"I wanted to save Amakusa Shirou, but I couldn't, because it was impossible for me to do so. I lived for nineteen years, and spent most of that long time in the countryside. I witnessed countless killings. I witnessed countless deaths. I had no standing to refute him."
That was why I hoped you would witness the salvation of the world with me. We had both seen countless killings and countless deaths, so why had we arrived at different answers?
"But you do."
That homunculus?
"Only you do."
That homunculus?
"And through this journey of yours, you must have found an answer too."
That homunculus!
"As the perfect homunculus in Amakusa Shirou's eyes, go. Defeat him, Sieg!"
What a joke.
That was not the homunculus Amakusa Shirou had envisioned. Absolutely not!
This was a defective product, absolutely a defective product!
Otherwise, why would a homunculus possess such intense emotions?
They were supposed to be homunculi like the Einzbern family—pure white as snow, nearly devoid of personal desires, indifferent to life and death!
Ruler, why did you oppose me so fiercely?!
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