Gildray, this is the real name of the male caster.
His true identity is Guildray, the French Marshal during the Hundred Years' War between England and France.
He was a victorious military commander during his lifetime, but his strength as a soldier was not his own force but his financial resources.
Marshal Gill has been following Joan of Arc at that time, and he collaborated with Joan of Arc to recapture Orleans in the Hundred Years' War, and was praised as a hero.
With a clean and honest character but also bravery, he also won the title of Marshal, the highest honor as a soldier.
Joan of Arc was everything to Guildray.
Since she is the only salvation in this corrupt and decadent reality, she is also proof to Jill that God is not false.
However, everything was destroyed in the fire.
Joan of Arc was falsely accused of being a witch, and the British had her burned at the stake.
He changed from then on, and he became a famous dark wizard in European history.
Obsessed with alchemy, he even began to torture and kill children.
For this reason, he became the prototype of Bluebeard in Western fairy tales.
He didn't care about any of this, or in other words, he was already crazy the moment Joan of Arc died.
The desire to participate in this Holy Grail War is also to resurrect Joan of Arc.
However, all this has been realized after he saw the heroic King of Knights.
In his opinion, his saint has been resurrected, his wish has been realized, and even the Holy Grail is already in his possession.
Something in the middle.
However, although the saint was resurrected, her attitude towards her has completely changed.
These are the damn gods.
Even if Joan of Arc's body is resurrected, she still controls her soul.
He even manipulated her into attacking him directly.
Fortunately, at the last moment, he asked his master to use a command spell to remove him, and he survived.
The physical injuries were serious, but they were far less severe than the mental trauma.
It only took a day for the wound to heal with sufficient magic power, but he did not stop his actions.
Tonight, he was going to take back his saint from the hands of those hateful gods.
With his big eyes open, Marshal Gill looked back at the figure following him, and then at the castle that was already close at hand.
His heart was filled with excitement.
"My holy virgin, Joan of Arc, please be patient for now, and I will save you from those false gods."
I couldn't help but express such emotion.
Marshal Gil came to the forest outside Einzbern Castle.
Feeling the barrier arranged in the forest around the castle, Marshal Gil did not walk in rashly, but stopped around the barrier.
"I came to visit you as promised last night.
Joan of Arc, please let me see you again."
That's what he said.
He wasn't acting alone this time.
There seemed to be dozens of people behind him.
Take a long walk in the forest.
These people are minors.
The oldest child among them is just a primary school student.
All the children seemed to be sleepwalking, walking staggeringly.
Marshal Gill walked in front and led them forward.
There is no doubt that the children are under the control of his magic.
However, after a few minutes after he made a sound, there was no sound at all.
No one paid attention to him.
"Ah, it seems I still can't make up my mind.
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I'm also prepared to wait for a long time, so just take your time and prepare.
Oh, it's such a boring game.
Can you let me borrow a corner of your territory?"
Marshal Gill snapped his fingers.
The children who had been following Marshal Gill obediently just now opened their eyes as if they had woken up from a dream.
The children looked around helplessly, as if they couldn't figure out where they were.
"Listen kids, let's start hide and seek.
The rules are simple.
Just run away from me.
If you get caught by me" He reached out with a whoosh of his hand from the sleeve of his cassock and grabbed a child next to him.
In just one second, the child's skull would be crushed.
This was a method for Joan of Arc.
He believed that Joan of Arc would not be able to help herself when seeing such a scene.
The hands are going to be hard.
Whoosh The long-charged arrow rushed directly to Gil's head.
What There was no difference in breath at all, and I didn't notice it until the attack was approaching.
The target of the arrow is his chest.
Once it is penetrated, it can completely kill him.
Marshal Gill naturally knows this.
You can't avoid it, you can only try to avoid the vital points.
His experience as a warrior saved him, and he subconsciously turned sideways.
Almost less than a centimeter away.
However, this action saved him.
The arrow pierced his chest hard, blood flowed out, and severe pain spread throughout his body.
But it didn't kill him after all.
The arrow missed his heart by about one centimeter.
"Ahhhhhhh" The move made him go crazy, shouting crazily, and he involuntarily put down the child in his hands.
The free child rolled and crawled away from this nightmare.
"Tch, did you miss it?
But it's okay.
Although it didn't kill him, the second goal has been achieved."
Among the dense trees, a faint whisper came from an empty place.
"Damn it, who can come out to me?"
Marshal Gill was shouting crazily, someone actually disturbed his ceremony to welcome the Holy Virgin.
This kind of thing is the most unforgivable.
Sorry, I'm not interested in accompanying you in a duel or anything like that.
Your Noble Phantasm can no longer be used now.
Saying this, several arrows were shot out from the bow in his hand again.
"Ahhhhhhh" Marshal Gil's roar became more and more crazier.
The moment the arrow hit him, he felt that his contract with the Noble Phantasm had been temporarily severed, and even the contract with the Master became insignificant.
He fiercely pulled out the arrow from his chest, and under the moonlight, a curved dagger-shaped arrow appeared. swish swish The arrows accurately hit his heart and limbs, but unfortunately, he dodged the one that hit his head.
But it's not a big deal.
His spiritual core has been destroyed and he is already out of the Holy Grail War.
It is normal to deal with him in such a simple way, because Marshal Gil's combat power mainly relies on the summons of the Noble Phantasm.
At this moment, without the Noble Phantasm, he is just a weak servant.
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"Ah ah ah ah Jeanne" With unwillingness, Marshal Gill's hand stretched feebly toward the sky, as if he wanted to grab something.
In a trance, the figure was bathed in the holy light and holding the iris flag.
That figure was so holy that it attracted him to follow him devoutly.
"Joan of Arc, let us raise our banner of salvation here again."
The left hand that could still barely move reached into his arms, as if he wanted to pull something out. swish swish Dozens of arrows were attacking, piercing the figures on the ground into sieves.
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