[FGOAPH] Now you and I are forever

"Huh? What are you talking about! The abandoned fool actually has the face to question me?"

The pitch-black witch who crawled out of hell spoke with disgust, her face was full of furious hatred, and her body was full of venomous flames.

"Should you be like me, Joan?"

"Betrayed by everyone, shackled, tied to the stake, and deprived of everything. Even the most innocent person has to bear everything for such an ugly human being!"

Joan of Arc did not ignore the natural irritability and anger in her tone, but she still showed such a gentle and calm smile afterwards.

"Not."

If the girl opposite was really her, then she should understand that Joan of Arc would never choose revenge, let alone commit such a crime.

Because, instead of being betrayed by anyone, Joan of Arc violated her oath on her own initiative.

Even in the middle of the fire, the girl still does not change her original intention.

Want the tragedy to end, want peace in France, want peace in France, want an end to war in the country, want God to stop sighing, want people to be fed, and don't have to mourn for loved ones who are gone.

She also wanted Francis to stay out of trouble and smile.

The girl has a way of thinking that can be said to be too arrogant, but this is by no means a mistake.

Although she doesn't regret it, based on this antecedent, it is an indisputable fact that she hurt others with her arrogance.

"Why do I have resentment?" The blond girl shook her head, her voice was as peaceful as usual, "You... are really more innocent than I imagined."

Isn't it too sad to bear the resentment that doesn't know where it came from and mechanically deny the meaning of "saving the country" without knowing it?

"It is precisely because I see a bright future that I will die calmly."

Never curse humans, never hate humans.

Because all the people living on this land are her compatriots, and they are also the people he has always loved equally.

"I love France/Lan/Sie more than life."

The girl who had lost her human status for many years was standing in front of the Dragon Witch and said so softly.She has a dignified demeanor and a modest temperament, with a faint smile on her forever young face, she seems to be just a peasant girl who thinks of her beloved.

"It's disgusting!"

The witch's expression was as if she saw a fly, filled with the desire to vomit, and malice boiled in her chest, causing hatred and madness to flow from her eyes.

She watched the past of "herself" through the Holy Grail she held. Every scene Joan of Arc had experienced was disgusting, and the hypocrisy of France/Lan/Sie wanted to make people laugh.

The vengeful witch snorted coldly, expressing ridicule and contempt for Joan's innocence.

Joan of Arc's pupils were filled with a stinging light that made the witch feel painful. It was the will to not change her original intention and have no regrets even if the end was tragic.

how could it be possible?

They "Joan of Arc" were betrayed by everyone and died in the fire!

"What do you know!" The loathing in her chest never stopped, and the pitch-black witch roared angrily: "You are obviously like me, bound hands and feet, and died humiliatingly on the stake, why do you hold the diametrically opposite? idea!"

why?Why are you still so naive?

"Because I won the future!"

The firm answer of the girl who saved the country is like a high-spirited mockery to the witch. Her eyes have never been covered with haze and curses. Until she died, she still stubbornly loves the motherland, believes in herself, and trusts mankind. .

"I love France/Lan/Sie."

Accompanied by these words, the witch's consciousness became disordered for a moment, and the image of "self" in the flames voicing love once again appeared in front of her eyes.

This made the witch even more angry, and endless malice surged in her chest, trying to distort everything and sweep all the goodness in front of her eyes.

The blonde girl under the stake was dressed in ragged clothes. Her skin was licked by the flames, and her flesh and blood were burned violently. The girl endured the heart-piercing pain, and the tears rolled out of her eyes, but she tried her best to smile, holding on to let her go. He didn't make a hoarse and miserable scream.

The sea of ​​flames burning around her was extremely hot and terrifying, to such an extent that even the torrential rain falling from the sky couldn't extinguish it in the slightest.

"Oh God……"

The dark smoke choked the girl's mouth and nose, and her voice was torn apart by the air in England, which was not pleasant at all, but Joan's mood was unusually calm.

Her body was sizzling, and her flesh was being swallowed and peeled off by the flames, but only at this time, her love could be completely displayed in front of the world.

She really loves France/France deeply. This love is better than the selfish nature of human beings, her gods, her life, and even after the fate of betrayal and burning, He still swore loyalty to his beloved country without hesitation.

Her love made her dedicate herself and give up herself, but what did she get in the end?

——In exchange for a complete betrayal!

The raging flames wriggling like a poisonous snake reflected the witch's field of vision, causing a strong hatred to suddenly sprout in her heart, replacing that strong love.

"It's so ugly!"

The witch did smell the smell of her body being burnt.

"You are worthless to your belief!" The witch's voice was full of ferocious anger, and she reprimanded unhappily: "Your life is meaningless!"

"I'm going to be angry when you say that." There were obvious fluctuations in Joan's tone, and her voice sank. "Don't judge others by what you see."

That voice was very familiar, but at this moment it seemed extremely strange. The Dragon Witch finally realized that the other party had completely separated herself from her during the conversation, so she became even more angry.

"Hateful! It's just something I discarded, and it's really good at talking big! Do you think this world needs reckless blood!" The blood-stained witch stared at her sullenly, her expression full of It was gloomy, and once again spoke harsh words.

"...No, the blood in this world has never cooled." Joan of Arc's eyes revealed unshakable belief, and a sad yet warm smile appeared on her face. "My actions are full of despicable calculations."

"I don't know politics, but I don't know how to throw in the towel, so I have to do it."

Like she doesn't like fighting, but she has to.

Joan of Arc closed her eyes, remembering Francis's painful cry, and couldn't help showing a sad look.

The girl's voice gradually became ethereal, but mixed with endless firmness.

"As long as I die, everything will be fine."

Her stupid and tragic death will shock countless people and win a better tomorrow.

"I know my legend, what an unyielding saint, what a national hero...but I'm just a despicable person."

Now she finally understands how hurt Francis was caused by her departure.Joan's life ended just like that. She could say that she was sorry for everyone, France/Lan/Sie, but she was sorry for Francis himself.

In the past, in her eyes, they were inseparable.

France/Lan/Xi is Francis, and Francis is France/Lan/Xi.

But when did things change?

"Yes, you're right, I know very well that I'm just an arrogant and stupid woman."

Francis is not just French/French/Spanish, it would be great if he could realize this earlier...

Obviously that person is more important than anyone else, Joan of Arc has never wanted to make him sad, she likes the way the other party smiles, but it is herself who makes him feel pain and sadness, Joan of Arc hates this kind of self.

Because she willfully took her own life, turned a blind eye to Francis' outstretched hand, and made a big lie to involve him, which made her sad.

"How could we not hate this man!"

The crumbling sanity of the girl who was born of hatred was eaten away again. The hatred could not stop burning in her chest, roasting her soul inch by inch, causing her to wail deeply.

"Are you trying to say that my hatred is meaningless! Joan of Arc! How stupid are you? You have been betrayed mercilessly, haven't you?! You have done nothing wrong, right?! "

The Dragon Witch vows to take revenge on this world until she burns out.

"I want to burn everything and turn this world into a purgatory!"

"Who told you that I was betrayed?"

Joan saw her calm smile with a slight sadness through her pupils close at hand, "You said you were betrayed by Mr. Francis, and you said you don't want to be deceived by France/Lan/Sie again... I don't know what you are Where did you come from, but you are really not me."

"... until now, what are you still talking about?"

The witch lowered her face and stared at her firmly, as if she wanted to tear the "self" who spoke wildly into pieces.

"I'll tell you right now, it's not like that."

The real murderer was herself.

"If I'm still alive, it will make France/Lan/Sie full of suspicion, but my death can make France/Lan/Sie angry and make the British army fear."

From now on, she will never lose again.

"—I won the future."

impossible!

This woman, this stupid, uninteresting person—

"After experiencing merciless betrayal, are you still in love with him?!"

The witch's face was distorted, like a raging beast, and the sharpness of her pale golden pupils was particularly terrifying.

Jeanne sighed softly.

"If he really saves me, I'll have to worry about it."

To this day, Joan of Arc does not regret her choice, she just feels pain for hurting Francis and is angry at such a cruel self.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Joan of Arc was rejected by God and betrayed by her motherland. She must be very eager for revenge and redemption, but only she knows that is not the case.

No one wants to give up on her, it's just that she gave up on herself.

God's maiden, chose fate.

"To forgive so easily, what a saint with no regrets..."

The girl burning with flames of vengeance continued to stare at her with complicated eyes, as if touched by the great anger filling her body, she let out a unwilling roar.

"For the sake of a future where everyone can laugh, and for peace in France/Lan/Sea, that's why I chose that path. If you are really me, then it is impossible not to understand. I have always been No regrets, no regrets!"

Joan smiled calmly and fearlessly.

"I chose to die, I gave up on myself, everything will be better only when I die."

Charlie is the one who holds the power. He is tired of the war, so he wants to stop the war. of peace.

Joan saw such a future, so she could use herself without hesitation and rush to death calmly.

As a country that may have endless time, Francis Bonofova is blocked on the other side of human beings, even if he can touch it with his hand, even if his figure can be reflected in his eyes, even if he has a strong bond, He's bound to be sad about it in the end, too.

Because he is just... a country that can't do anything, and can't save anything.

What a helpless thing this is.

Since his birth, he was doomed to be soaked in the long river of time and exist alone.France/France/Spain has witnessed the birth and death of many people, and seen how many other countries wither.

The people standing on this land came and went in a hurry, but he couldn't hug anyone and prevent them from being taken away by fate.

Human life is too short, but there are still countless people who are willing to use this short life to maintain his dignity and glory, because the people love him, because he loves the people.

Joan had learned it all.

It was Charlie who made the decision, and it was the nobles who carried it out. Even she gave up on herself, but France/France still refused to give up his people.

"Since arriving here, I've known many things—" Her expression was angry and sad, her eyes shone with a fearless light, and she was unbelievably determined. "Including the fact that he tried very hard to save me."

"The king didn't want to pay the ransom, so he went to collect it himself. The nobles didn't agree to his request, so he went to borrow it from the common people——Mr. Francis tried so hard to help me, how could he just reprimand him so simply?" For the traitor!"

"I love him and nothing will change."

"Dragon Witch, you are the one who doesn't know anything. Isn't it too sad to keep saying that you can't forgive me?"

"Ahh! It's really disgusting! What a saint! You are a joke!"

The girl who saved the country still defended the country, her actions hurt the witch's eyeballs, and the facts she said reminded her that her hatred was worthless, but it was impossible!

"Kill her! Kill her for me!"

The witch who summoned the evil dragon couldn't believe such a thing, who ever tried every means to save her... nonsense!Ridiculous!

She must crusade against that ruthless man and burn everything to death!

"Really? Then I see."

That ending doesn't involve "forgive" or not at all, because this is Joan's own choice, but the "self" on the opposite side probably won't understand this kind of thing.

"Vengeance witch, I know how terrible you are. But you brought destruction to the earth, you brought hatred here—no matter what your reasons are, as long as you hurt France/Lan/Sie, and Mr. Francis, It is against me!"

Joan of Arc lamented, the smile on her face disappeared completely, and then she raised the flag with a cold expression, and said so in an inexplicable and terrifying calm tone.

For the "self" who has gone astray, she must do her best to defeat him here.

Although Joan didn't understand where she was born, wouldn't it be too cruel for such a young girl to bear the hatred that didn't belong to her?

The girls, like mirror images, confronted each other for the sake of saving the country and revenge.

This is a battle of faith, which makes others become the background board in an instant.

The girl of God once again waved the flag, fighting to save the country, to save the world!

"I, absolutely cannot give up my beloved country."

Chapter 16