Joan of Arc

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Joan of Arc, the Standard-Bearer Who Faithfully Leads the Holy Grail War (聖杯戦争を正しく導く旗手, Seihai Sensō wo Tadashiku Michibiki Kishu?), was an Orléans saint. A Catholic saint born in 1412 in Domrémy, FranceWP, and a heroine of France who liberated OrleansWP during the Hundred Years' WarWP.[2]

Life Joan of Arc was a simple farmer's daughter. She claims to have received orders from God to fight. She heard God lamenting that the world had become a living hell. God cried in grief because no one could stop it, and people were not even allowed to live simply, they were forced to become either beasts or food. The conflicts never stopped, and blood continued to flow and soak the earth. She received a revelation from God, in a voice that held no glory, no victory, no obligation, no sense of purpose, only the cry of God. She caught its quiet, weak whisper that no one else could hear. In response, she gave up her life as a simple country girl and the joy of loving someone and being loved. Moreover, there would be no compensation. She knew that she would undoubtedly be despised by both enemies and allies, given their belief in the church's rules of conduct for women. It was very scary. It was madness for a simple village girl to rush onto a battlefield where people were full of murderous intent. She would not turn away from the cries of the Lord. She decided to dedicate her life to fighting the hell of this world, to help stop the tears of the Lord and console Him. She donned armor, hung a sword on her belt, and took up a banner. She fought side by side with Gilles de Rais.

Jeanne, born into a family of peasants, never knew the contents of the many prayer books. She tried very hard to learn them, but it seemed that she simply could neither read nor write. The best she could do was learn to sign her name. She worried about this, but eventually decided that she needed nothing more to pray to the Lord. She remembered how one of her companions, Gilles, riding next to her, once laughed and promised her that this was more than enough.

It is said that all that really happened was that she used tactics that knights of that time did not use out of contempt and self-esteem. Mikiya Kokuto believes that she used Counteraction in her actions.[9] Both Jeanne and Gilles were hailed as saviors and national heroes by King Charles in the cathedral, with the melody of Ars NovaWP playing in the background.[10]

Death Joan was executed in the Place du Vieux Market in RouenWP on May 30, 1431. As she was led to the stake, curses hurled at her, she felt little pain. She had already rid herself of emotions such as fear, disappointment, and regret from the beginning of her battles, so she was able to walk toward her death without breaking stride. When she unconsciously reached for the cross that had hung on her chest until it was taken away, she felt sad because she had nothing to lean on. Shortly after, an Englishman who revered her gave her a wooden cross, and she thanked him quietly as he knelt and wept. Her hands were tied to a wooden post behind her, and a priest who was present finished reading the sentence before throwing the torch into the fire. Since they believed that the loss of flesh was the greatest fear, this was the cruelest punishment they could inflict on her.

The flames began to burn her skin, scorch her flesh and char her bones, and all the while she called upon the name of the Lord and the Blessed Virgin Mary against those who called her prayers a lie. She found such thoughts

Both Joan and Gilles were proclaimed saviors and national heroes by King Charles in the cathedral with the Ars NovaWP playing in the background.[10]

Death Joan was executed in the Place du Vieux Market in RouenWP on May 30, 1431. As she was led to the stake, curses hurled at her, she felt little pain. She had already rid herself of emotions such as fear, disappointment, and regret from the beginning of her battles, so she was able to walk toward her death without breaking stride. When she unconsciously reached for the cross that had hung on her chest until it was taken away, she felt sad because she had nothing to lean on. Shortly after, an Englishman who revered her gave her a wooden cross, and she thanked him quietly as he knelt and wept. Her hands were tied to a wooden post behind her, and a priest who was present finished reading the sentence before throwing the torch into the fire. Since they believed that the loss of flesh was the greatest fear, this was the cruelest punishment they could inflict on her.

The flames began to burn her skin, scorch her flesh and char her bones, all the while she called upon the name of God and the Blessed Virgin Mary against those who called her prayers lies. She found such thoughts strange, believing that prayers were just prayers, no matter to whom they were addressed, and that there was neither truth nor lies in them. Although she wanted to share this thought with them, she could not utter a sound. As she burned, she saw her past, her ordinary family in the countryside, and herself, “the fool who ran away and threw it all away.” Knowing from the beginning how her journey would end, she felt that perhaps she had been foolish, that she could have lived an ordinary life, married and lived with a husband and child.

If she had simply silenced that voice and abandoned the crying soldiers, she could have lived that life, but she felt that she had not made a mistake in walking her path for the sake of those she had saved. She knew from the moment she decided to go to battle that she would have such an end, and she felt that she would never judge herself for her choice. Her past, the impossible future, and the cruel reality that lay before her meant nothing to her prayers, in which she promised herself that even if everyone else judged her, she would not betray herself. Instead of continuing to look back on the path she had taken or dreaming of a different future, she only wished for silent peace. In this cruel life, she kept in her heart until the very end a single prayer unclouded by regret and filled with sincerity. When she uttered her last words, “...Oh Lord, I give myself to You...” her consciousness faded and she was freed from suffering. Although the girl's dream ended there, "Cinderella's dream was just beginning."

Her death caused Gilles de Rais to go mad, turn away from God, practice black magic, and commit atrocities before he was captured and hanged.

Appearance The ruler possesses the body of a French girl named Leticia, whose physical, spiritual, personality, and magical development were compatible with hers. However, her bust is only slightly larger than Joan of Arc's.[11] Her eyes were described as amethyst-colored, and they were completely clear. She did not have the delicate and graceful beauty of a homunculus, or the cute appearance that makes one's heart flutter just by being near it, like Astolfo. She possessed an astonishing beauty that seemed unreal. In battle mode, she can transform into a battle dress with armor woven from magical energy that protects her. Control spells are engraved beneath the gauntlet on her hand, and those meant to control Servants during the Great Holy Grail War are printed on her back in a shape reminiscent of an angel.